3. Pokey Oaks High

Buttercup POV

Have I ever mentioned that I hate mornings? Well, I do!

I mean, no one gets up at six in the freaking morning? But that doesn't stop Bossy Blossom from getting us all up at that time in order to get to school on time.

"Buttercup! Get up!" She banged on my bedroom door.

"Alright! I'm up!" I yelled as I pushed myself out of bed.

I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth. I got dressed in black jeans, black Converse, a green tee, and cropped black hoodie. I brushed my hair and clipped my bangs back with a skull hair clip. I picked up my phone, green iPod, and stuffed them into my black messenger bag before sliding down the stair railing and running into the kitchen.

Blossom was already there, eating some of Bubbles' chocolate chip pancakes. Blossom was wearing grey skinny jeans, a pink shirt, pink Converse and a white sweater and her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with a red ribbon.

Bubbles was wearing blue skinny jeans, short black boots, a baby blue cami, and a tight black hoodie with jeweled angel wings on the back. She had straightened her blond hair and used a clip to keep some of it out of her face.

"Morning, Buttercup." Bubbles happily greeted me as she placed a plate of pancakes on the table for me.

"Hey." I nodded as I sat down.

"Oh, by the way, I'm taking my car to school today because I have to go to the ice rink after school so I can have one last practice before the performance." Bubbles informed us as she put the dishes in the sink.

"Fine, I wanted to take my car anyway. And I'm sorry I can't make it to the performance." I apologized. "Who you going with, Blossom?"

"Not with you! You almost killed us last time!" Blossom yelled.

"Baby." I stuck my tongue out at her.

I turned on my car and backed out of the driveway to let Bubbles out and headed to school.

Boomer POV

"Boomer! Wake up!" Brick yelled as he repeatedly hit me with a pillow.

"Alright! I'm up!" I groaned and got out of bed.

"We've got school in an hour so hurry." He said as he grabbed a glass of water from the bathroom and left.

I had just finished brushing my teeth when I heard Butch yelling.

"What the frick?" Butch yelled.

I looked out my bedroom door and saw Butch running down the hallway, his black hair dripping wet and sticking to his face.

"I had to get you up somehow!" Brick called to him.

"You're gonna pay for that, Brick!" Butch yelled before going back to his room.

I rolled my eyes and got dressed in black jeans, a cobalt blue button down, and blue Converse. I ran a comb quickly through my blond hair and picked up my backpack and hockey bag before running downstairs.

Brick had made breakfast which included peanut-butter chocolate chip pancakes, whipped cream, syrup, and hot chocolate.

Brick was dressed in black pants, a red hoodie, red and white Vans, his long red hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and his bangs were shoved under his backwards baseball cap.

I had just finished eating when Butch walked in, glaring at Brick as he did. He was wearing dark green jeans, a black shirt, green Converse, and a black leather jacket. I also noticed his hair was gelled and spiked.

"Not cool, bro." He said to Brick.

"Next time, get up when I tell ya to." Brick shot back.

"Calm down. Both of you." I interrupted.

I was always the one to stop the fights between them. I hated it when they fought, or when any of us fought.

"Whatever, let's just go." Brick picked up his keys and we all got into his car and he drive us to Pokey Oaks High