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Chapter 3

Buttercup's P.O.V. October 28

-Hi there, cupcake.- I turned around to face a guy, with black, spiky hair and some, I dare say, amazing forest green eyes. (A/N: For more details look in the description under the name of Butch Krane). He looked at me as if I was the most delicious piece of cheesecake he ever had. I was completely disgusted by the harassment and of course the ridiculous nickname I apparently just achieved, but there was something about him, I don't know what it was, yet still it intrigued me.

-Back off, Butch.- Blossom ordered.

-Come on, don't shut me out. I was just saying hi to...- Apparently he has hitting on me without even knowing my name. Pathetic.

-Buttercup?- Bubbles suggested completely oblivious to what Butch was trying to pull off, entirely opposite to Blossom and Anne who were shooting daggers at the guy with their eyes.

-Yes, Buttercup. So you wanna hang out with me during lunch and then go somewhere, I don't know, more...private.- He did not just say that. Seemingly, the girls thought the same as I did because their mouths dropped to the floor. If he thinks he can imply such a thing about me he is dead wrong.

-Listen here, Butch. I am not the kind of person you want to mess with if you value your body, so either you walk away right now or we can go somewhere private so I can kick you in body parts that, trust me, you don't want to be kicked in.- I said letting all the anger this guy managed to get in me out, looking at him straight in the eye to see if he peed himself like other that I have intimidated before.

Butch's P.O.V

She did not just say that! Nobody had ever talked to me like that, much less a girl. I mean I am Butch Krane father and commander of this school, and I will let nobody threaten me in my grounds and I will absolutely not appreciate it coming from the new girl, but hey, I got to give her some credit. Plus, it's not like she knew who I am yet, I will let that come with time but in the meantime, she won the battle, however she did not win the war. Oh no, the war has just begun. I vowed and said:

-It was a pleasure meeting you .- It is never a bad time for smugness. She apparently noticed it didn't appreciate it. She smiled not even trying to cover sarcasm and dislike.

-The pleasure is all mine.- She knows how to play I'll give her that. I walked away and went back to sit down, but I was intercepted by Lucas, which was wearing an excited look in his face.

-Dude, who was that?- No hi, no how you've been. Gee, my friends love me so much.

-It's the new girl.- I answered while nodding my head.

-You don't frigging say, Sherlock.- First, he didn't even said hello to me, now he puts some sarcasm in me. Oh, joy.

-You didn't specify, but if you want to know so badly, her name is Buttercup and she doesn't really like me.-

-Why wouldn't she like you, I mean she just met you.-

-Let's just say we started off with the wrong foot.-

-That's all? Give some details.-

-Well I told her if she wanted to have lunch with me and then go somewhere private, you know like I do with all girls. But instead of being all over me or just saying yes like most girls, she was all over me, yeah, but getting me my ass handed to me.- He muttered something that I couldn't really get but he kept on asking.

-She threatened you?- He asked lowering his voice like children gossiping about spilling juice in their carpet and their moms didn't know.

-Sort of, but no one can intimidate me.-I answered mocking him about lowering his voice but he didn't even notice.

-Butch, I saw all of it, she did intimidate you, you just don't want to admit it.- He straightened himself up and talked like any person his age. It's like he's begging to hate him.

-No, she didn't, but if you think she did you can pretty much go and...-

-Good morning class, I'm sorry for the tardiness. Take your seats and let's begin.- Ms. Clester cut me off from hurting this little bastard's pride. I turned to him in a need I say more kind of way but he was already sitting down and he wasn't looking at me, he was looking at the other side of the classroom where Buttercup and the girls were laughing. God, she has a beautiful laugh. Wait, what did I just think? Whatever, still this girl intrigued me, not only because of the fact that she stood up to me, no, there was just something about her that I can't quite put my finger on.

I will keep an eye on you , Buttercup, indeed I will.

Don't you hate it when that happens? You know you're in the heat of the conversation and in like a 30 minute delay the teacher just decides to come in in that exact same moment. So, that is it for this chapter, hope you liked it and if you didn't then you don't have good taste. Just kidding!

See ya later skaters!