I don't own the Powerpuff Girls


Here we go again. Another day, another misery.

I rush to finish changing and my makeup and fixing my hair. I come down the stairs just as I se him yell,

"BUBBLES, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE SOME BREAKFAST!" I grit my teeth, can he be silent for once! One time! I sigh as Bubbles rushes to make breakfast. Buttercup just comes down the stairs as the bus comes.

We are off again. We don't say 'bye,' to the Professor and we don't greet each other. We sit on the bus in silence, though the bus is not quiet, is there any where quiet? At least it's Monday, a whole 5 days before next Saturday. We won't have to be with him all day.

I can't wait to turn 18, we decided we're leaving as soon as we're 18. I have the whole thing planed, we can't wait. The bus pulls to a stop, oh look we're here,

TOWNSVILLE HIGH

Advanced chemistry couldn't be easier. All of the teachers love me because I actually study when given time, I do it because then I don't have to do it at home, with him. The boy next to me tells me I smell like smoke, I ignore him. It's none of his business anyway. 4 more classes are much in the same, it's boring. Now it's Lunch, I turn to Bubbles, she's shaking all over. I know why but I ask anyway.

"Bubbles, is something wrong?" She looks at me before shaking her head 'no.' I move on to other things, I notice Buttercup's try is untouched, again. I shake my head and put in a piece of my gum, I feel a bit calmer with the taste of nicotine escaping the gum.

I dump Bubbles' tray for her and Buttercup dumps hers, full of food. We say silent good byes and go back to class.

When did we get so many issues?

RING

All good things come to an end. We start our walk home in complete silence. Finally, silence.

We arrive home to a wonderful thing. He isn't home.

I rush inside to do my homework in the quiet. Once I enter my room, I toss out my gum and pull out a cigarette. I'm putting away my chemistry as a car engine roars in our drive way. I put out my cigarette and throw away the ashes, just as he comes through the door.

Here comes the noise again.


Yeah, i don't know. I have trouble with Blossom... So yeah... let me know what you think!