I'm sorry. I know I haven't updated this since like January but I realized that people really wanted to see Buttercup & Butch's story. Hopefully you'll like it & it will make up for it. And I'll be sure to write some more since it's summer! (:

Chapter 6- Buttercup & Butch.

Buttercup stepped into her sixth period class. Wow. The gym is so big.

Right away Buttercup knew gym would be her favorite class. Pretty much gym class would have to be better that sitting in a small stuffy classroom listening to an old lady talk about who knows what. Here I get to run around play sports & everything.

As Buttercup looked around the gym, searching for familiar faces, she couldn't help to notice to find one person, Butch. Butch! What the hell is he doing here?! Damn, he's going to be in my gym class. Oh yah, just great.

Buttercup thought back. Why did he seem so nice to me at my locker? Did I like him being nice to me? Of course NOT. Don't even think it.

She thought back even farther to a flashback. "Hey Buttercup. Why don't you be a good two shoes. ." Oh yah, that ! called me a goody two shoes! Why I . .

Buttercup lost in her own thoughts, angered, found Butch standing right in front of her.

"Buttercup, are you okay? You look like you're about to spaz." Butch mentioned.

Buttercup, frowning, didn't say a word.

"Is this the silent game or what?" Butch asked.

Buttercup frowned, and tried to stare him down. Why is he talking to me?

"Tell you what. I'll race you around the track." Butch started, "I win, you talk to me. You win, I'll let you do whatever you want to me."

Buttercup grinned and she still didn't say anything. I like that idea.

After seeing Buttercup smile, Butch figured she was up for it.

Five minutes later, the two were lined up against the track with a whole audience of classmates watching.

One of Butch's friend's offered to do the start off for them. "Ready. Set. Go!"

The audience was amazed. You would have never seen two faster runners for your life and all you saw was two different colors of green stripes running around the track.

The race lasted for about two seconds.

And the first one to reach the finish line was . . Buttercup.

Buttercup beamed with victory all over her face. "Oh yah, Butch! I won against you."

Butch gasping for breath looked at her. "You won and you talked to me. Woah. So what are you going to do with me?"

Buttercup thought about it. She walked up to Butch with a smile on her face and slapped his cheek. She made it so it was not as hard that it didn't leave a mark but not so soft that it didn't hurt.

"Hey! What was that for?!" Butch questioned, confused.

Buttercup laughed and started to tease. "Uh, I don't know."

"No, really what was that for?" Butch looked at her. So she walks up to me smiling, slaps me, & starts to laugh. I don't get it.

"Let's say it was for something you called me years ago and I wanted to get it out of me and that was it. And now I feel so much better!" Buttercup said, grinning & trying to see if he knew what she meant.

Butch thought back. Oh yah, that's right. Goody two shoes!

"Goody two shoes, huh?" Butch asked her.

Buttercup looked at him. "Hey. Do you want a slap on the other side of your face or what?"

Butch covered the unslapped side of his face. "I think I'll pass. Thanks for the offer." He tried to say nicely, slowly backing away from her.

Buttercup couldn't help but to laugh at his response but she couldn't help to ask. "Dude, whatever happened to being enemies? I thought you hated me."

Butch looked at her seriously for the first time and then smiled. "You want to change that?"

Buttercup thought about it. "You know what sure. That would be cool." I think middle school would be better off if I didn't have any grudges or enemies on hand.

Butch smiled. "Okay, good."

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(A couple of periods later. In the hallway.)

"Damn, locker! Why can't this piece of junk open on me?" Butch shouted, kicking the bottom of his locker with a dent starting to form.

Buttercup couldn't help but to grin remembering that was her a while ago and Bubbles went to help her with it.

"Hey Butch. You break it, you pay for it. You know that?"

"Haha, very funny. You want to teach me how to open this or what?"

"Alright sure. What's your combo?"

"41-49-27."

Buttercup smiled with an idea forming in her head. She slowly taught him how to turn the dial right-left-right and all of that and the locker finally opened.

"Hey, thanks for that." Butch smiled at her.

"No problem." Buttercup said and walked off to her next class.

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(Next day, before homeroom.)

Butch opened his locker with his success but to only find water squirting at his face.

Buttercup who was right next to him, laughed.

"Buttercup!" Butch screamed.

Buttercup giggled, closed her locker, and started to make a run for it.

Butch chased her down all wet and laughing down the hallway.

Oh. This is going to be a fun year. Buttercup thought to herself.

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Hehe. This was a fun story to write. Shall I continue? (:?