okay, so this chapter was inspired by A Walk To Remember :))

i don't know why but when i remembered the movie an idea just popped in head hahah :))

the movie moment isn't gonna happen till like the end of the chapter. :3

it's gonna be a Boomer & Bubbles 'moment' it's not really romantic though, but at least there's something :D

and i think this chapter is gonna be a little bit shorter than the others ^-^''

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE SHOW OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS HERE. ALSO, I WAS MERELY INSPIRED, I AM NOT CLAIMING THE MOVIE SCENE AS MINE.

anyway, please enjoy :)

Bubbles POV

Monday. Only two days passed of not seeing the Ruffs. My sisters and I still can't understand why they didn't attack us yet. It could be possible that they actually changed. Couldn't it? It's been eight years. A lot can happen in eight years. And who knows, they might have had a rough time within those years too.

Could it really be possible? Do they really have no intention in hurting us? Hm.. maybe they do have, but they can't. And if they can't, is it by their own free will or are they forced to do it? But if they're forced to do it shouldn't they be rebelling now? Gah! I can't this anymore.. So many thoughts were rushing in my mind. So many questions that needed to be answered. My thoughts. however, came to and end since a hand was waving right in front of me.

"Bubbles?" Blossom said.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Uh.. what did you say?"

"Bubbles are you okay?" Buttercup asked.

"Yeah I'm okay.. what did you say Blossom?" I asked looking at my redhead sister.

"Well, I was asking if whether we should fly or walk."

"Can we fly?" I asked.

"Sure."

We flew steadily on our way to school. We woke up early today so we wouldn't be late. We had a lot of things to prepare. I needed to help prepare the Art room since it was my turn, Buttercup needed to do a last minute essay, and Blossom.. well.. she just wanted to be early.

We arrived at school and headed to our lockers. I didn't have time to catch up with my friends cause I went directly to the Art room right after I grabbed my things. When I arrived at the room I quickly arranged everything. I placed some new canvas boards on their stands, some acrylic paint on the side and a set of various paint brushes. Satisfied, I quickly left to get ready for Science.

As I got to the classroom, people were busy doing their homework instead of doing their usual things. I silently went over to my seat, careful not to disturb anyone.

"Hey, Bubbles." Blossom greeted.

"Hey."

"So, how's the Art room?" Buttercup asked.

"It's not much I just cleaned it up."

I saw Boomer raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but he decided to shrug it off and went back to answering his homework. I bet he was going to say another insult. But seeing as how he didn't, I'm not furious.. yet.

Ms entered and the class began. Nothing much happened. Just the usual, boring discussion, silent atmosphere, and Science time seeming like an eternity and it would just go on and on until the end of fourth period.

RING!

Finally. Science is done. One down.. three more to go.

Second and third period went by smoothly actually. We just ignored each other, and not even acknowledging their presence. Time for fourth period, my once favorite subject now turned into a living nightmare.

I sat down on my usual stool with a canvas and a stand in front of me, paint and paintbrushes at the side, just like how I arranged them earlier. Boomer, sadly, sits right next to me. The seating arrangement in the Art room is different than what from a regular classroom. Their arranged in four columns, two on the left and two on the right with a space in between so that the teacher could walk. There are 5 rows, and each row consists of four people. And since the columns are split, each side has two people for each row.

Madam Rodriguez came in and gave us and object to paint.

"Ehem. Excuse me class!" she said at the middle of class. Everyone paused on what they were doing and looked up at her. "We will be doing something else." she got up and started walking in the space between the columns. "We will be doing an activity that makes you paint an emotion, you get to choose it. The emotion should an emotion that dominates you quite a lot. And it can be in any form you want, as long as its understandable." everyone nodded in interest. Waiting for more of the announcement.

"But." But?

"You will be doing this by pair." everyone's faces fell. Except for Boomer who looked like he didn't care. "And. You're pair is your seatmate."

"What?" everyone exclaimed. I quickly stood up and protested. I guess the announcement made Boomer care since he got up as well.

"But Madam.."

"I can't work with him!" I said

"I can't work with her!" Boomer said (A/N: they said it both at the same time)

"And why not?" Madam said while crossing her arms. "And don't give me that same excuse that you are old enemies. I know about it. And that isn't going to change anything."

"But Madam, we simply can't work together. If you put us in a pair on this assignment, it would go into chaos! We would just be mad at each other and throwing insulting retorts."

She sighed. I quietly sat back down while Boomer remained standing. "Well." She said as she walked over at the back and got a new canvas. She walked back over to us and said, "I guess you've found your emotion." she handed over the canvas to Boomer and went to the other students. Boomer sat down placing the canvas at his side.

"Oh, I almost forgot. This is due on next week Thursday. That's more than one week so there's no excuse not to submit." she looked around at the students to check if anyone wanted to ask a question. "Carry on." then she went back and talked to the other students.

I sighed. Great. Just great. Now I have to do a project? With him?

"Hey." Boomer said. I looked at him and saw an annoyed expression on his face.

"What?"

"What are we gonna do about the project?"

"I dont know.. when do you wanna start?"

"As soon as possible." my eyes widen aa\s I heard him. He wanted to do an assignment early?

"Oh.. kay.."

"Look, It's not like I actually wanna do this project. It's just that I wanna get this over with so I don't have to waste my time with you."

"Hey. You think being in the same room with you is a walk in the park? I don't wanna waste my time either. So let's just get this project over with"

"One problem blondie."

"What is it?"

"When, where and how will we start?"

"Well.. we could meet at the library."

"Too quiet."

"Park?"

"Too many people. They might think we're dating." I rolled my eyes. Where else could we possibly go? There aren't any other places except for..

"Let's just do it at your place." he said. My eyes went wide.

"My place? What about yours?"

"It's a mess. You actually wanna go to a guys house?" I shook my head.

"Then it's settled. We do it at your house tomorrow night." I nodded in response. And on cue the bell rang.

Great. Instead of trying to avoid them I'm actually bringing one in my own house. I hope Buttercup and Blossom would understand.

LUNCH

"You say what?" Buttercup said, it's obvious she doesn't like the idea.

"Buttercup calm down." Blossom said as she patted Buttercups steaming head. She sighed then looked at me. "Are you sure that it's just for a project?" she asked.

"Absolutely." I said, raising my hand as if I were taking some oath.

"It better be.." Buttercup said as she glared at the boys from across the table.

"Um.. anyway.." Robin began. "Mitch, whens your party?"

"This Saturday at my place. You guys have to go." he said, pointing everyone at the table.

"We always go dude." Buttercup said.

"Who else are going?" I asked.

"You know, the usual people."

"Oh, okay."

"So, what time?" Blossom asked.

"Around 7:00. I'll text you guys later on what theme it is."

"Okay."

Lunch was the most enjoyable time of all. We all kept laughing like we didn't have any problems. Unfortunately for me, I have one big problem. A Ruff coming over to my place, for who knows how many days. I wonder what the Professors reaction would be when he gets home. But I bet Boomer and I would be done with our work by that time anyway.

The day flew by pretty quickly. We didn't do much, except some classroom activities, but other than that, nothing.

We arrived home and turned on the lights. My face lighten up when I saw who was sitting on the couch.

"Hello, girls." Professor said with a smile. I rushed over and gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. Blossom and Buttercup walked over and did the same thing.

"I thought you'd be back by Friday." Buttercup said.

"Oh yes. Well, part of the convention got canceled for some reason. I think it had to do something with some guys impersonating a famous professor."

"Wow. That sucks."

"I bet you were looking forward to it." Blossom said.

The Professor sighed. "Well, I was. There just so many inventions that I didn't see."

"It's alright, Dad." Oh right. I'm the only one from us three who calls him dad. I don't know why but ever since we entered middle school, I started calling him Dad instead of Professor.

He sighed again. "Oh, well. Anyway, did anything interesting happen today? Besides having another argue with the RowdyRuff Boys." Buttercup flinched and a smirk went across her face.

"Hey, Professor. Did you know that a boy is coming over tomorrow night to see Bubbles?" she said looking at me with an evil look.

"No, I didn't." he said then looked at me. "Is it true sweetheart?"

I sighed. "Yes, it's true. But only for a project! After that he'll stop coming." I said defensively.

"Oh. Well. That's okay. Who's the young man?"

"Boomer Jojo.."

"WHAT?" He said as he jumped from his seat.

"Dad, calm down. We're seatmates and we had no choice but to be paired with each other."

"Oh. O-o-okay." he said as he fanned himself. Buttercup left to get a glass of water and Blossom went to get a fan. The Professor stood up again.

"So Boomer Jojo is coming here." he said. His sounded like I couldn't take care of myself and that I was still a little girl to him. His face read that same exact expression.

"Dad, I'm not a child." I said giving a little chuckle and smiling at him.

He smiled and gave little chuckle as well and said, "Well it's him I don't trust not you."

familiar huh? :

I love that movie 3

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