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Monday

Buttercups P.O.V

Beep...Beep...Beep...

Smack! "Ugh" I groaned loudly. 7:31am. My eyes flashed open looking at my surroundings , my green and black walls, fluffy white carpet. I painted my walls dark colors because when I painted them, I was thinking of the Professor...I silently looked down at my silky soft sheets emerald green to match my eyes. As I felt one solemn tear slide down my rosy cheek and dropped into the sheets making it a forest green as it soaked in. I snapped my head up gazing at the ceiling trying to make myself not cry. I silently threw the silky sheets off my bed. I don't like it when water gets on my bed. It makes it turn a forest green and reminds me of him. The thing that happened on Saturday pissed me off! I can't stand him yet he stills plays me like a doll and I crave for the attention of that. He was build to fight me, and only me. It made me feel special...not the kind of special my sisters make me feel, this is a different kind of special. The special someone cannot live without. I shook the thought out of my head and turned on my stereo system and started music to get ready.

I felt to do something different. I got out of the shower, combed and straightened my hair, brushed my teeth, and applied my makeup. I went to my closet and picked out my outfit which consisted of, black jean shorts, green V-neck, black leather jacket, and my green and black DC Rebound Hi tops. I smiled at my outfit and flew downstairs to grab some breakfast. "Mornin," I smiled.

"Mornin," Bubbles sang, "Whats the occasion?" She said looking at my outfit. I smiled.

"No reason, I just felt like I should dress up." Bubbles simply nodded.

"I like your outfit," Blossom added. I flashed her my white pearly smile. I grabbed a couple of slices of bacon and flew out the door for school. I felt the ice cold wind kiss my cheeks making them more flustered. I slowly came to a stop. Lowering down into a cemetery. The tears came flying out of my eyes, I slowly dropped to my knees. In my blurry vision I could see the bold print in front of me.

Professor Utonium

a great scientist and amazing Father.

Rest In Peace.

I must of cried for a while because I could feel the rising shinning sun in my eyes. I took our my phone and looked at the time breifly. 8:45am. I solemnly rose and blew a kiss. I lifted my self in the sky and took off for school. The tears were now silent dried scars left my cheeks. My eyes quickly got back to how they regularly were, white, non-puffy, and emotionless. I silent sliced out of sky to the front of the jail called Pokey Oaks High. I knew everyone was at their lockers, so I decided to make a dramatic entrance. I stalked up to the double door entrance grabbing the handles tightly and flew them open. Seeing all the student turn their heads to see who was coming in late. I made my way through the doors hearing a familiar tap tap tap of my shoes. I could feel all eyes on me...I mean all eyes on me. I don't usually dress up like a girly girl, but when I want to I go for gold. I could see everyone looking at me, the preps, to the jocks, to the emos, to the nerds, to the skanks, to the back asses, to my friends and family, and back to me. I walked to walk all the way to my locker...which was somewhat took forever. I felt like I was in slow motion for god sakes.

"Hey BC," My friends Mitch and Robin greeted me.

"Hey you two," I smiled. My sisters were with their groups chattin it up, so they waved slightly greeting me. I waved back flashing them my smile.

"Wanna walk to homeroom with us?" They both asked.

"Nah, I gotta get my stuff," I shook my head, "But you guys go ahead!" I smiled as they waved goodbye to go to our homeroom. Opening my locker, I felt toned arms wrap around my waist. I sighed deeply. "Hello Butch," I scowled with out turning around. He still hung on my waist, he was like a god damn lost puppy dog.

"Your not happy to see me?" He questioned kissing my neck lightly. I grabbed my things and turned to face him. Just my luck he was inches away from my face. I didn't show emotion though, I just flashed him my smile and walked straight of his arms. I could just imagine the puzzled expression on his face. To add to my amusement, Brutes had a black eye from my rage and her face was priceless when she saw Butch kiss my neck. I grinned wickedly.

Butch's P.O.V

She played me. She played me like a toy, like she said I was to her. I'll show her, just wait Buttercup Emerald Utonium, just wait. I could see Brutes face when I turned towards her. She was hurt, vengeful, and surprised at what I did to Buttercup. I know, I know, everyone thought The Powerpunks and my bros and I were the perfect couple. I mean we have lots of things in common...we are all evil, same personalities, and so on. Although my bros and I absolutely hate The Powerpunks. They are hot, but they are skanky, inconsiderate, and throw themselves at any guy. I can't stand them, especially Brute. I growled lowly just thinking of them. Brute herself was staring right at me with lust in her eyes, I gave her a putrid look and trudged my way to homeroom.

Buttercups P.O.V

I growled lowly as Butch came walking in, sadly Mitch and Robin weren't in my homeroom. My sisters were which was great, but so are the Ruffs and the Punks. My sisters didn't crowd each other we stayed in separate places in the room crowded by our friends. I sat in the far lower left hand corner(if your standing in front of the classroom). Sadly, Butch and Brute were the last ones in the classroom. "Ugh!" No one usually sat by me, they're considered a punching bag to me. So the seat in front of me and to my left were open. Butch gladly took the seat to my left and Brute took the seat in front of me. Butch had a happy smirk on his face, Brute just looked like a prostitute. She evilly smiled and took the seat and turned to face me. I raised a brow. "What the hell are you staring at you cold bitch," I spat. She lightly chuckled.

"Buttercup, you know your not as powerful as you were when you were a child," She paused, "You had the professor as moral support, to help you through everything." "How does it feel to have no one? I'm glad your precious father is dead! Your just a cold bitch like me except weak." My eyes widened, as her grin widened. I felt sadness rush through my body...which last five seconds.

"You cold, cruel, stuck up Bitch!" I yelled slamming my hands on the desk practically breaking it getting everyones attention. "You can't learn a god damn lesson! I mean fucking shit! How many times does it take to get that you calling me weak and useless wont help me not kick your fucking ass!? Oh and bringing my dad in this isn't gonna make me feel sorry for myself," I screamed. I could see Brute's surprised expression, same as Butch. I went grey. I grabbed Brute by her so called "Shirt" and flung her into the concrete walls. Lunging after her giving her automatic painful punches hit her face and body. I could feel the hot streams flowing down my cheeks again. I could hear the screams for help and to stop but I didn't let them in.

"Buttercup stop!" My sisters and Butch yelled trying to get a hold of me. Once they got close to me I grabbed Brute and threw her out the window causing her to smash into the vibrant green grass.

"You psychopathic narcissistic bitch!" I kept the punches coming until I found that she was in a pool of her own blood. I could tell she was still alive from her shallow breathing. I felt muscly arms wrap around me.

I growled obnoxiously. I ripped myself from their grip and shot of in the sky leaving a grey green trail behind me.

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