UGH! So I've been getting help form this real nice chick who really likes my stories (which I find mind-blowing) anyway she gave me ideas to continue my old stories so if you want to thank someone for me continuing this thank ggsunshine (and God). Enjoy this chapter, I've skipped to the day of the ball. Except in this one it's not during the ball it's before it. The night of the ball will be action-filled and needs its own chapter.
BTW to ggsunshine : There's a problem with your penname so I can't put the middle dot. SOWWY!
ENJOY!
July 25, 2015 2:37- Utonium Household
I'm supposed to be smart, really smart, but when I leave for about 20 minutes my sisters both end up injured. I'm supposed to take care of my family, not lead them into a death trap. If Sedusa killed Bubbles and Buttercup I wouldn't be able to live with myself, mostly because I would've murdered Sedusa and gotten arrested so I'd be pretty much dead.
So now I'm over in the huge kitchen thinking that it's all my fault my sisters got hurt. And it is! I feel so damn guilty, I should be put into jail for this terrible crime, but if I was put in jail then I wouldn't be able to take care of my sisters.
All of a sudden I was ripped out of my thoughts," BLOSSOM! I NEED HELP WITH MY DRESS!" Oh to the freaking joy. She was ready to make me slave over her damn dress, its not like a dress will make her look any better, 'cause let me tell you- nothing will make her look better. It's like one of those impossible things that will never happen ever in the world, along with Justin Beiber being cute, Miley Cyrus stop being weird, and the saddest of all: slaves having fun.
I walked up the stairs into Princess' room, it had a huge queen-sized bed with a canopy over it. On the wall facing her bed was a huge flat screen TV. TV. It's been so long since I've watched what I want to. Instead it's 'How to primp up for boys to like you', 'Sexiest men alive', and 'Criminal Cases'. Guess who watches what!
Princess glared at me, crossed her arms, and tapped her foot impatiently," Are you going to help me or what?" She asked me obnoxiously. Deep breaths, Blossom. You'll only have to work for her the rest of your life. Wait- that's not good!
I rolled my eyes at her," Is there a reason you can't even primp your dress up? Are you that stupid?" I muttered the last part to myself, I really couldn't help it. I have a ton of other stuff to say to her, I mean slaving over people wasn't on my 'What I wanna be when I grow up' list.
She glared furiously at me, obviously not happy about my comment," No! The skirt of it isn't flaring up." I stared at the dress on the bed, it was yellow and mid thigh length. It was also shoulder-less, and did I say slutty, because I meant to say it a lot of times.
Slowly, I blinked at her," Why would you want it to flare up?" If she wants it to flare up then it's gonna reach right underneath her butt. If that isn't slutty then I don't know the meaning of slutty, and I'm pretty sure I do, I live with proof. Exhibit A) 2 men come home with Sedusa each night, I'm starting to think they do threesomes... Exhibit B) Sedusa has had so many abortions I'm starting to feel she needs to get arrested for murder. Exhibit C) Every night I hear 'noises' from Princess' room. Robin is the only person in this home (who isn't my sister) that is a virgin.
Princess rolled her eyes, as if it should be obvious," Um, I want boys to notice me. I thought you were the smart one..." I narrowed my eyes at her while she smirked. I absolutely hate it when people doubt my intelligence, it makes me pissed, and I rarely get pissed. She handed me the dress carefully," I want you to sow it so it looks amazing, I thought I'd ask Bubbles, because she has 'fashion sense' or Buttercup because it's hilarious to see her stab herself with a needle, but their both busy." Long-winded speech much? She still had the nerve to continue," Buttercup is helping my mom put on her dress, and Bubbles is picking Robin's dress. The only reason Buttercup is helping my mom is because my mom has gained some weight, and let me just tell you, it is so embarrassing!" I fought the urge to tell her to clam up, because she's a natural gossiper! It's so annoying! There was an uncomfortable silence," Are you gonna stand there or fix the dress?" She asked, sounding annoyed.
I walked out of the room, heading towards the attic, the needle and threads were there. I really hope life gets better soon, because right now life sucks.
A lot.
3:46- Jojo Castle
I face-palmed myself, sometimes best friends can be so annoying, especially when they act as if their your sister! Right now this chick is in front of me, standing in the way of me and my precious TV! Like WTF Rosalie!
if you're wondering who Rosalie is, she's the chick who's currently pissing the fuck out of me! She has deep, deep red hair that was waist-length, otherwise known as really long. She also had really weird eyes, they were an indigo color, but I couldn't say much with my red eyes. I usually scare chicks, I'm not really happy about that, I sometimes wish I could find one chick, only one chick, who wasn't freaked out about my eyes. Anyway Rosalie has been my best friend for as long as I can remember, and my brothers' best friend too.
" Are you even listening to me?!" She put her hands on her hips and glared at me.
I tried to see what was on the TV, moving my head trying to watch History Channel it was about this cool new fish found in the Atlantic. I had wanted to watch it but some chick was in the way of that dream! LITERALLY! I glared back at her," No, but I'd like to listen to the TV!" I saw Butch roll his eyes next to me, and Boomer looking amused. How can they do this to me? Laughing at my misfortune!
Rosalie rolled her eyes at me again," The ball is tomorrow! You guys aren't even getting ready!" Warning, lecture coming soon. Abort mission. Abort. She started her lecture," You guys make me- Ugh! I mean you're never in relationships! Butch is always leaving a trail of broken hearts, have you ever thought you're reputation could spread? When you meet a girl you really like then she'll be scared off, only because you like playing with girls' hearts!"
Butch looked defensive," A girl isn't out there for me, I've already looked... I go through girls to find the right one..."
She looked surprised at that outburst, but soon recovered and turned to Boomer," And you!" She said dramatically, I saw Boomer gulp nervously. I laughed," You'd think a guy like you, all charming and dashing, would get all the girls. But no-ooo you have to be so freaking shy! Where's Prince Charming?! Cause all I see is Prince Player!" She said, pointing to Butch, he narrowed his eyes," Prince Shyness!" She said, now pointing to Boomer," And Prince Preposterous!" She set her gaze on me, not backing down. How the hell am I preposterous?
Now I was getting defensive," How am I preposterous?"
Rosalie Valentine (that's her last name) crossed her arms," Well think about it-"
She was cut off my Butch, who smirked slyly," If he can."
Rosalie smirked at that, while I glared at Butch," You've never had a legit girlfriend. You're too smart for them, as you keep saying." She rolled her eyes when she said that," If after this Masquerade Ball you don't have a girlfriend, or at least a crush, then I will not talk to you guys. And that goes for all of you, crushes, girlfriends, I'll even take boyfriends, I want you guys to be involved in relationships... AND I BETTER LIKE THEM!" All of us nodded, Rosalie didn't know how scary she could get when it was that time of month, she was usually way nicer than this...
While my guard was down she grabbed the remote," Now let's watch something better..."
I scowled at her as she switched the channel to Comedy Central, in the middle of Tosh.0
Sometimes that girl could be something...
I know, I know. I haven't updated most of my stories, but I've had severe writer's block and I was plaugued with it, just saying it'll probably take about this long to update again, just don't get mad...
SORRY ITS SHORT BUT I WANT TO DO TWO POVS A CHAPTER AND THIS WAS THE APPROPIATE AMOUNT THAT NEEDED TO BE IN THE CHAOTER, I APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVIENCE OF THIS BUT YA KNOW, AT LEAST ITS SOMETHING, AM I RIGHT?
