Rising Stars
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Rising Stars: Chapter 7
"Let's go somewhere private.."
Bubbles and Boomer were making their way to a private room, completely caught up in each other to acknowledge anybody else.
Quickly finding a room, they walk in, taking no time to close the door and attack each others lips, having a heated make-out session, tongue and lips clashing together fighting for dominance.
Boomer pulls away and starts leaving kisses all over her neck while showing no mercy, sliding the straps of her dress down in the process.
"Boomer… fffuu.. Boomer!"
"Yeah?" He breathes, making his way down the valley of her breasts.
"You have a girlfriend.. I just don't feel right doing this knowing that.." She says, looking down at him frowning.
"But she's not my real—"
"I know, I know. But still.." She sighs, gently pushing him away and jumping off the dresser he propped her on. She sobered up while he was carrying her to the room, now thinking about her actions and what could've happened if she didn't sober up.
He stands there dumbly, watching as she fixes her dress. He runs a hand through his hair and sighs.
"You're right, sorry about.. pouncing on you like that." He apologizes, rubbing his neck and looking at her.
She smiles at him, accepting his apology and walking out the room, him following after her.
"…. So that means I'm not getting no pussy tonight then huh?"
"Oh my god Boomer!" She exclaims, hitting him on his shoulder while he laughs.
"Bubbles!"
"Huh?"
She turns around and looks at Buttercup, Butch, Mitch, Robin, CJ, and Diajah running towards her and Boomer. 'Wait a second..' she thinks.
"Where's Blossom..? And.. Brick.." She askes, kinda putting the puzzle pieces together.
"We were about to ask you the same thing.." Buttercup sighs, rubbing her forehead.
"Shit…shit shit… I saw them walk out together earlier. But I assumed they were gonna talk business or whatever, but they're taking to long for it to just be business." Buttercup continues, running a hand through her hair.
"Let's hope it was just business." Butch says, eyeing Buttercup.
"We should go check the hotel. They will most likely be there." Bubbles says hurriedly, truly worried about her older sister.
"Let's go then." Buttercup says, already walking out of the club.
At the hotel
"This is so unlike her.." Buttercup mutters.
"Yeah, she would never do something so careless like this." Bubbles sighs.
"Less talking more walking people." Butch grumbles, already tired and ready to just go to sleep.
As they all walk past Brick's room, that's when they hear it.
"Oh…. Hell no." Diajah mutters.
Everyone is silent, all shocked.
"Are… Are you on dick steroids!?" They hear her say.
That's when they snap out of it and run to the door.
"I think the fuck not!" Diajah yells while barging in, a scowl on her face.
They all walked in just in time. JUST in time.
"I thought you locked door!" Blossom yells at Brick, her drunk self not even embarrassed about being naked in front of everyone.
"…..Whoops." He says dumbly.
"Blossom what the actual hell! What- What are you doing with him!" Buttercup exclaims angrily.
"Not-…nothing! Chill ooouut girl!"
"Oh my god she's drunk." Bubbles exasperates.
Diajah marches over to her, along with Buttercup, and picks her up. Trying to cover her to the best of their ability. Thankfully, the boys had some respect and looked away.
All the girls soon walked away, heading back to their rooms, Bubbles helping Blossom clean up before going to bed.
The boys stayed in the room, staring at their leader.
"What." He grumbles, going under his covers, sexually frustrated and not in the mood.
"We'll talk about this in the morning." Boomer says calmly, putting his hands in his pockets and walking out, Butch, Mitch, and CJ following after him.
Blossom and Brick were in for it in the morning.
~ ?~
"You got the video?" Berserk asks Brat, who holds up her phone as a response.
"I can't believe they would do something like this.. I thought.." Brat whispers, genuinely heart broken. I mean sure, it was a forced relationship but she still actually had feelings for him, even though she knew deep down he didn't return those feelings.
Ever since She showed up.
Just the thought of her makes Brat snarl in disgust.
What makes Bubbles so much better then her?
What does Bubbles have that she doesn't?
It irks her to the core, knowing that Boomer will most likely never return her feelings.
Not unless… Bubbles is kicked out the picture…
Permanently.
Brat grins evilly as she eyes the 2 videos on her phone.
She's not as dumb as she seems.
In The Morning
Everyone is currently eating breakfast, the table silent and awkward. Brick and Blossom are suffering from a mild hangover, keeping their breakfast plain and simple so they won't see it again later on.
"So… about last night…" Boomer begins, wiping his mouth with his napkin and clearing his throat, taking a sit of his coffee and-
"This isn't some sort of professional meeting. Get to the point." Buttercups says gruffly, stuffing some sausage in her mouth.
"I'm tryna figure out where the damn grits at." They hear Diajah say from afar.
"Ma'am, we don't serve that anymore."
"Then why the hell does it say 'Grits' on the menu? If, y'all clearly don't have it."
"I'm sorry ma'am, but we-"
"Yeah I heard you the first time! Shit.." She says as she walks off.
"Don't got no dame grits up in here.." She mutters pissed.
"Baby you're causing a scene.." C.J mutters to her, grabbing her arm.
"I don't give a damn.. and get yo hands off me!" She snaps, snatching her arm away from his grasp.
The others including C.J couldn't help but laugh at her.
"Anyways, let's talk about last night." Bubbles says getting back on the topic.
"Look, we were both drunk, we both weren't thinking, and things got a little crazy. Luckily, nothing happened, paparazzi didn't get anything." Blossom sighs, rubbing her temples, her headache intensifying.
"It won't happen again. Ever." Brick states firmly, eyeing Blossom.
Blossom couldn't help but feel offended. He said it as if she was lower then him. Just when she thought he was a decent guy. Blossom scoffs and rolls her eyes, blowing some hair out her eyes.
Whatever.
"Alright," Boomer starts, clasping his hands together.
"We have to start thinking of some songs to write. We are going to be touring together and we can't keep singing the same songs at our concerts."
"I'll handle the song writing." Bubbles offers.
"I can help you." Boomer says, smiling slightly.
"And y'all already know I got y'all with the dancing!" CJ states, jumping up out his seat and doing a lil dance move, sending Diajah a wink.
"Oh ok…wait till my family meet yo goofy ass." She sasses, giving him a look and chewing on her bacon.
"Damn I'm already meeting the family! CJ on a roll now y'all!"
"Shut yo ass up you know how stupid you sound!" DJ hisses, but amusement swimming in her eyes.
Flashbacks of last night dashes through her head, causing a hint of butterflies to flutter in her stomach.
She really can't wait to see what he has planned.
"Oh! D! I forgot to thank you for showing us those dance movies! They really came in handy." Bubbles thanks, smiling at her.
"Yeah, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't know what to do." Blossom says.
"Wait wait wait… so YOU were the one to teach them those sexy dance moves." Butch asks, raising an eyebrow.
"My baby can dance!" CJ exclaims excitingly.
"Boy, I ain't yo 'baby'. Let's make that clear. And yes, I came up with those dance moves. Why you think they looked so sexy?" Diajah says, flipping her hair and smirking at him.
Butch smirks back, licking his lips slowly while leaning back into his hair, studying her.
"Hey. Stop eyeballin' my girl." CJ warns.
"Sorry man." He says, hands up in surrender.
"Boy is you jealous?"
"He's lookin at chu the way I look at chu! Only I can look at you that way babygirl.." He mutters, resting his hand on her thigh and biting his lip.
Diajah's finna cuss the fuck out these damn butterflies.
She breathes slowly as she stares at him.
She hasn't had sex in so long…
And he is one fine ass man…
She quickly slaps his hand away, earning a chuckle from him as she rolls her eyes.
"Dumbass…"
Later
~Greens~
Buttercup was sitting in her hotel room, munching on some fruit loops and working on a song.
"No, that won't work…"
She nibbles on her pencil eraser, contemplating whether she should ask for help.
She ends up calling Diajah.
"Alright girl, lemme hear what you got first."
Diajah is the person who helps with most of their songs, giving those hard and inspiring lyrics.
Buttercup nods and clears her throat.
"Never seen a girl like me…~ never put a hold on me, no I~, I do it on my own, I do it on my own~, nothin' ever comes easy, they told me it was just a dream, but I~… Imma prove em' wrong~"
Diajah nods, impressed.
"Alright girl I hear you wit dem vocals!"
Buttercup chuckles and thanks her.
"I hear them vocals too." A voice says from behind them.
Diajah nearly knocks his head off his shoulders.
"Nigg- boy you must wanna die! Scared the crap ought us!" She exclaims jokingly, slapping his shoulder.
He laughs and sits down on the bed with them, getting comfortable.
"Um…"
"We never said you could come in and get comfortable."
"I'm not even doing anything! I promise I'll be quiet. It's gonna be like I'm not even here." He shrugs, sending a wink.
"Carry on."
Buttercup rolls her eyes, but continues working with Diajah with the song.
"I think you should change that." He butts in.
"Change what?" Buttercup asks.
"Those lyrics, and how you sing it. I think it needs to be more… strong. Like you're really talking about your hard ships. Be raw with it."
Buttercup is impressed. She never thought he'd be the type of guy to give good feedback.
"OK, what do you have in mind?"
"Here."
He sits up and grabs her notebook and begins writing.
Buttercup admires him, dotting how green his eyes are. His.. perfectly plucked eyebrows, his right one having a line through it. He is a really attractive guy. He has a nice body to. She licks her lips as her eyes travel lower, tracing the lines of his muscles through his t-shirt. Ooh, he must go to the gym.
"Ok so for this part, you need to rap it."
"Rap?"
"Yeah, rap. It's not that hard." He says, smirking at her.
Buttercup flushes a bit, taking her notebook back and reading the lyrics he wrote.
To say she was impressed was a understanding.
She didn't know he was this good at writing hard and raw lyrics.
She might need to go to him more often.
As much as she hates the idea of getting help from a boy, much less the boy who she's not really fond of, he's really good help.
"So I was wondering if you guys wanted to hang, do something, get to know each other." He offers, but he's staring directly at…
Diajah.
"I'm down to get out this hotel, what about you B?"
"Yeah sure, let me just get ready."
"Yeah me too, I'll meet y'all in the lobby." She says as she gets up.
"But you already look fine to me." Butch says as he gets up after her, smirking at her.
"Boy bye.." She mutter, walking out, him following after her.
Buttercup feels a ping of jealously. Glaring at the closed door and letting out a deep breathe.
Might as well ask her on a date.
Buttercup shakes her head and gets up, getting ready.
Whatever.
~Blues~
"So then the lego was stuck in my nose, all because of Mitch!" Boomer laughs out, Bubbles laughing with him.
"Seriously? Oh my god did you have to get surgery?"
"No, I just had to blow it out really hard." He chuckles, eating some sushi.
"Ewww!"
"So, any funny stories to tell me?" He asks, looking into her eyes.
Bubbles blushes a bit and smiles at him.
"There was this one time I literally burned my hair off when I was 15." She laughs.
"Really? How did you do that?"
"Curling iron.. and burned half of my hair off. I was so embarrassed to go school the next day because.."
"What! What happened!" he asks, already laughing.
"Next day was the picture day!"
Boomer bust out laughing, leaning his head back. Bubbles giggles and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.
"My crush saw my picture too! It was soooo bad!"
"Oh my god! Do you still have the picture?" he asks, wiping some tears form his eyes.
"Yeah, I still have it, and no I'm not going to show you." She says, sipping her drink and giving him a look.
"Seriously! C'mon, I won't tell anyone."
"No."
"Fine, whatever." He shrugs. He's going to get that picture. On his mama.
She eyes him, slowly eating a piece of sushi.
Boomer stares at her.
"I-Is there something on my face?" She asks.
"No it's just.. you're really beautiful." He compliments, smiling softly at her.
"Thank you." She thanks. Smiling softly at him too.
"We… um.. do you maybe want to… like.." He stumbles over his words, trying to ask her something.
Bubbles raises an eyebrow, sitting her chin in the palm of her hands and smirking slightly at him.
"Yes? Boomy?"
He gulps.
"Do you want to write a song together?"
Bubbles is taken by surprise. She expecting him to ask her out on another date.
She would totally write a song with him.
"Boomer.. of course I'll write a song with you!" She accepts, giggling at how cute he looks shy.
"Really? That-That's awesome! I mean—can you play the piano?" He asks, getting excited.
"Yeah, I've been playing the piano since I was little!"
"Awesome, I play the guitar so maybe we can come up with something.. sing it at a concert.. your voice is really beautiful, so I think we're going to make a really good song." He explains, smirking a little and looking into her eyes.
"Maybe we can make like.. a love song?" She asks, unsure of what he'll say.
"I think that sounds like a perfect idea. It'll definitely set the fans off." Boomer nods, sitting back and smiling at her.
"Perfect, we'll start tomorrow."
Purples
"So you're really new to this whole, music biz thing huh?" He asks her as they sit in the in the hotel pool. Having drinks and getting to know each other.
"Yeah, I mean I've been the girls best friends since… since we were like 5. And they've always wanted to become famous. Being famous wasn't really my thing. So after I uh… moved..away… I wasn't really that surprised that they became famous. I wanted to see them again and the only way to do that was to audition.. so I did, and look we're I'm at" She laughs taking a sip of her margarita.
He nods and takes a swig of his beer.
Robin isn't gonna lie. He's really… really handsome. But from what she can see, he has a girlfriend. But.. she hasn't really been seeing them hang out. Maybe they got into an argument or something. It's not her business.
"So, I want to know more about you… I mean, since we ARE going to be working together from now on." He said.
"Um… I'm young.. single.. only had 1 boyfriend.. tough life growing up. Only child.. favorite color is purple.. and yeah, that's all I can really think of right now." She breathes out a laugh nervously and tucks a strand behind her ear.
Mitch studies her, licking his lips as his eyes travel all over her sexy body. He feels a slight twitch on his pants, biting his lip and setting his drink down, he slowly swims over to her.
Robin doesn't know why she agreed to come to the hot tube with him.
Is it hot in here?
Of course it is their in the hot tube.
She nervously bites on her lip as she eyes the eye candy in front of her. His muscular body on full display. Water droplets sliding down his well-defined abs and pecs.
'Lord give me strength…'
He leans over into her, teasingly breathing his hot air on her.
"I'd really like to know..more… about you." He whispers huskily in her ear, causing a shiver to run down her spine. Her breath quickens and he smirks, starting to slowly butterfly kiss his way down town.
She inches away from him, giving him a look and shaking her finger at him.
"What?" he laughs.
"Noooo.."
"What!"
"No!"
"Hey, c'mon.." He starts with a smile and laughing between his words.
"You are such a flirt! Oh my god! And you have a girlfriend I can't believe you!" She laughs out shocked, slapping his shoulder.
"I'm done, I'm leaving." She says as she gets up, grabbing her towel and leaving him in the heated bubbly pool.
She walks out shaking her head as he checks her out from behind.
"I'm gonna hit that one day… one day." He says, finishing his beer and getting out himself, smiling to himself.
Reds
"So I hope you two learned from this mistake. And be considerate, because we look like idiots right now because of you two." Jerry chastised.
Brick and Blossom are beyond embarrassed. Especially because they are the leaders of their groups. They clearly set a bad example and they couldn't be more embarrassed.
"We are… sincerely sorry for what we did. We weren't thinking and… things just got out of hand." Brick apologizes, looking at both Dave and Jerry.
Blossom nods in agreement, playing with her fingers under the table.
Dave sighs, rubbing his face in exhaustion.
"Just… don't let it happen again." He sighs.
Blossom and Brick both get up, nods at them both and bids them goodbye, and walks out the conference room.
As they're walking back to their hotel room, its awkwardly quiet, neither one of them saying a word.
"Look I just wanted to say, let's forget about this situation. We both weren't thinking, and.. let's keep things professional." Blossom breathes out, looking at him.
Brick nods in agreement, letting out a long breathe.
"Yeah, you're right. Let's keep this strictly professional. I don't want to make another mistake like.. this.. again."
Blossom blushes and looks away.
It really, really sounds like he regrets what happens. He's supposed to but…
Blossom signs and nods, walking passed him towards her hotel room.
To say she wanted to cry…
Is a huge understanding.
She feels tears swell up in her eyes, clenching her fists tight and swallowing the ugly, toad in her throat.
Brick watches her, feeling terrible. He sighs and turns around to walk off.. but he turns back around and calls out to her.
"Wanna go.. grab coffee..?" He asks.
Blossom turns around and faces him, sniffling and nods.
"Yeah… yeah sure."
She clears her throat smiles a bit, walking towards him and wiping her tears.
Brick hates seeing people cry, especially woman.
He pulls her into a hug. Shocking the both of them.
"I'm sorry Blossom.."
"What if something actually happened?" She sniffled.
"I can never thank the girls enough I.. I just can't believe that I.." she chokes on her words, trying not to ugly sob in front of him and get his good smelling shirt dirty. He's so warm and comforting, and he smells so good..
"I know, I know.." He comforts, rubbing her back soothingly. He sways her from side to side softly, listening to her soft sniffles and light sobs.
She wipes her tears and lets out a soft chuckle
"Sorry um.. your shirt.. I'll buy you a new one."
"Nah, it's okay, don't worry about it." He reassures, pulling away from her slightly.
She wipes the rest of her tears with her finger tips, and looks up at him.
"Thank you.."
Brick admires her for a second. Really and truly taken aback by her beauty. How her eyes are more shiny because of her unshed tears. Her rosy eyes, her rosy cheeks.
Her rosy lips..
They look so nice and plump and so..
So.
Damn.
Kissable.
Brick curses in his mind, slowly licking his lips.
Blossom's breath hitches as she watches him start leaning in.
Oh how she wants to kiss him. So, so bad.
But they have to keep things strictly professional. Especially after what happened.
She pulls away slightly, smiling nervously at him and pats his chest.
"Strictly professional, Brick." She says, locking eyes with him.
"Right.. yeah sorry." He apologizes, clearing his throat and letting go of her.
"Let's go get that coffee." He says, chuckling and walking off with her.
"You're paying!"
Brick bellows out a laugh and opens the door for her.
"Ok."
D and CJ
Diajah hums to herself as she closes her door, fixing her purse and rubbing her lipstick in.
"Hey baby."
Diajah turns and faces CJ, who was smirking at her. He looks her up and down and whistles.
"Where you goin lookin like dat baby?"
"Out."
"Wit who? It better not be no boy cuz you're mine."
"First of all. I am not, ours. And if it was a boy what would you do about it?"
"So it is a boy!"
"Boy if you don't yo ass out my way.." She sighs, walking past him and walking off. Only to be stopped once again with his arms.
"Who are you going out with D.." He asks again, voice seeming more low and husky.
'What the fuck..?'
She feels a shiver run down her spine as he starts laying kisses on her neck.
"I'm just going out with Buttercup. Chill out." She says, pushing him away and facing him.
"Really?"
"Yes.. and Butch." She mumbles, not meeting his eyes.
"And who?"
"Butch."
CJ runs his tongue along his teeth slowly, stepping back from her. Making her look at him.
"So… he can hang out wit you…. Go out wit you… but I can't?"
"It's not even like that—"
"It seems like it to me."
"Chill out. It's not a date or anything. And it ain't like you my boyfriend or sum, so you really need to cut the shit." She warned, crossing her arms.
"But you know I'm trying to be more then just friends. You know that. And you're not even giving me a chance."
Diajah pauses, taking his words into consideration.
"You're right… I'm sorry. So.. what chu got in mind ta.. prove you da one for me?" she asks, steeping closer to him and lifting her chin up.
"Date. Tomorrow. At 8." He states, staring her down and leaning against the wall.
"8 o'clock." She restates in agreement, walking off and fluffing up her hair in a sassy way, sending him a wink and sassily blowing him a kiss.
He chuckles and shakes his head, watching as she walks away with so much confidence.
"My baby got back.." He says lowly, licking his lips.
"I know you lookin at it while I walk away!" she shouts over her shoulder.
He laughs and shouts back.
" I can't help myself baby! It's lookin mighty fine from back here!"
"Ahhh, I don't think you're ready for this jelly! I don't think you're ready for this jelly!" she sings, twerking a little bit making him laugh more.
"Cuz my body's tobooty-licious for you babe!"
That's a wrap Rocket Blasters hope you enjoyed this chapter, again I apologize for the really slow update but hey! It's here! No I haven't lost inspiration for this story, I've just been laazzzyyyy! Lol! Remember, if you have any songs to request, please please please! Kindly PM me, you're songs. I'd really love to listen to them! Also, FELLOW ARMIES READING THIIISSS! HHHMMMUUUUU! ASAAAPPPP! I'M READY TO FANGIRL WIT Y'ALL! C'mon now don't be shy! Anyways! Hope y'all enjoyed this chapter! Don't forget to review and tell me your awesome thoughts and opinions! Stay tuned! Musical Rhythm, out!
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