Making 2 new stories. It's like, part Blossom and Bubbles' POV and their own stories. Their stories intertwine anyway, but you don't need to read the other stories if you don't want to.

Bubbles – Different

Blossom – Coming Soon

"Watch out!" yelled Mitch.

Suddenly, Butch Jojo crashed to my table.

"Hey! Watch it doofus!" I yelled at Butch. "Do that one more time and you die!" I snarled.

"Shut up." He said, placing a finger on my lips.

In my mind I was like, WTF?. I bit him. HARD.

"OW! Whatcha do that for?" He nearly yelled.

"Don't touch me! You're stupidity can be contagious!" I yelled.

"Hmmm…" he said, going to my back.

"Like this?" He said, and with a mischievous smile, put a hand on my skirt and flipped it up. I will never wear a skirt again.

"I WILL KILL YOU!" I screamed. I chased him, we ran in circles in the classroom. He was too fast for me to catch, I closed my eyes and gained speed. I'm sure the other kids were seeing blurred shades of green.

BANG! CRASH!

Ouch. I think I broke something.

"BUTTERCUP!" "!"

Geez. I had crashed against the door when my teacher opened it, and now he was crushed flat under the door and me.

Damn. It turns out, the second I closed my eyes, Butch went to his seat just as the bell rang. I do not know why I didn't hear it.

The day was stupidly slow. Somehow Butch managed to get detention as well. Argh.

My mind has been wandering lately. School is getting way boring. I've just been doodling in my diary. I've been drawing stupid caricatures of people in class. My grades are still good though, except for history. History is most of my doodling time.

Today was especially boring. I nearly doodled in all my classes. I ran out of ideas of what to doodle.

I started writing.

Boring, boring, boring day. Like, . Right now I can't think of anything to write except how boring it is. The teacher's just droning about something I don't care and probably only he and Blossom would care about. I'm just waiting for detention and barely listening to anything today. I wonder why Butch Jojo is staring at me. _

Well, it IS true. That idiot was staring at me.

"Hey Nikki! Psst!" I half-whispered.

"What?" she whispered back.

"It's so boring! Ugh…" I whispered.

"Everyone knows that." She whispered.

I went back to doodling. First I doodled our bald n boring teach, with a huge mouth and sleeping students. Then I drew Butch, with big wide eyes. Finally I drew myself annoyed.

I think I'll go fer a nap…

"What's this?"a soft feminine voice asked.

A red pincer, like a crab's, grabbed at my face. My face seemed to come off, yet when I touched my head, my face was still there.

"Wh-What are you doing?" I half-yelled.

"Seeing through your mask…"the soft feminine voice whispered. "Buttercup…"

I stared at what he/she pulled from my face. It was exactly like my face, in an angry, challenging emotion.

On my face was a look of pure terror.

"That's quite a big secret… now, how long will it stay secret?" the soft feminine voice chuckled. The voice was so familiar-

RING!

Stupid bell. The person was on the tip of my tongue, now it's stuck there.

Dang!

Why am I so stupid? If it was Blossom, she probably would've recognized who it was right away.

I feel blah-ish! The perfect word. I'm in the mood to be evil… haha…