Well I hope you like this chapter.
This magic hat is coming very useful for writing stories.
I am thinking of making one chapters after this.
There is nothing I can really say but enjoy.
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When Buttercup walked into school the next day a whole group of girls surrounded her asking questions. Things like: "Where did you and Butch go after school yesterday?" and "What happened to Butch?" Buttercup didn't even look at the girls around her. She did not sleep well and was hoping to get a few minutes of rest before first period. She sat at her desk in the back of class room and popped in her earphones before laying her head on her arms and closing her eyes. She was just about to go to sleep when the chair next to her squeaked loudly as it was pulled back for someone to sit in. She peaked through the small space between her elbow and her head to see and equally tiered green pop star, who's head was also resting on the desk. His head was turned towards hers and she could faintly see a forest green eye staring at her. She turned her head away and stared out the window. Why was she acting weak? He wasn't even doing anything to her and she was scared. No she was not scared; Buttercup Utonium did not get scared because of some guy. She sat up tall and watched as the other kids came into the class. She noticed through the corners of her eyes that the boy next to her also sat up, but his eyes never left her. When she could not stand it anymore she turned to him. "Who do you think you're staring at?" She asked keeping her voice low but still having the bit.
Butch half heartedly shrugged his shoulders and turned his head away from her. Something wasn't right with him, Buttercup could tell. This was not his personality. Buttercup was confused but this and it only irritated her more. He acted as if he lost for the first time in his life, but what had he lost. Mitch's words sounded in the back of her mind. "He didn't want to have to fight for your attention with another man." When she told him to leave, did he qualify that as loss to Mitch? Mitch was just friend, a brother is anything more. If Butch had been fighting for her attention in a boyfriend sort of way, he had no competition. Buttercup wanted to hit herself for thinking it. Was she really saying she was falling for Butch? No she wasn't saying that. She was just saying there was no guy that liked her more than a friend. They were all too weak for her, unlike Butch. Why were all these thoughts running through her mind? They were just making her mad. "Are you going to answer my question?!" She snapped at him, not caring if her voice was loader than a whisper.
"I was trying to look out the window but your fat head was in the way." He answered. There was very little emotion in his voice, but what was there was a combination of anger and sadness. Why it was these emotions, Buttercup didn't know.
"Oh, I have the fat head?" Buttercup would have stood up and hit him if not for all his fans staring at her with hate in their eyes; if looks could kill then she would be dead many times over. She knew that if she really did hit this annoying, confusing guy in front of her they could do nothing but tell someone of authority. She was way too strong for anyone. The only ones who could possibly take her down were her sisters, if they teamed up, or Butch.
"At least I don't have an ego." Butch grumbled under his breath. Although they were fighting like normal, this was anything but normal. Butch was being too calm and it agitated her. Where was the guy who grabbed her wrist only five days ago to write a number down that she didn't want? Where was the guy that had basically followed her to school and had annoyed her at any chance he got? Where was the guy who could cut through her anger with one of his beautiful smiles and a few simple words? Buttercup growled inwardly. She was made of spice, she was the toughest fighter, and she was not supposed to be falling so easily for some guy she scarcely knew.
"Yeah, says the stupid playboy pop star." She growled. Butch just gave her a glare and rested his head on the desk again, this time facing away from the window and her. Buttercup hid the hurt she felt at that moment with an angry expression. She would not lose to him. She would let him throw his petty little pity party. She would get him back to his normal fighting self. She had to, if she was going to get herself to calm down.
The only problem was nothing helped. She tried to instigate many fights, but he never took the bait. Sure he would nibble at it for a while, but when she tried to reel him in he always go away. He always seemed to be one step in front of her and he was running faster and faster with every step she took. Soon she knew he would be too far away to even see, let alone reach. She went home that day exhausted. Boomer was over hanging with the blond sister watching TV, but Buttercup didn't care about them. She was thinking more about her own boy problems. How could she understand anything that was going on? Guys were never her forte that was her sisters' jobs. Buttercup walked over to Blossom's room and knocked on the door, she waited but there was no response. When she slowly opened the door, the room was disserted. Buttercup walked over the stairs. "Hey, Bubbles! Do you know where Blossom is? I want to ask her something?" She called down. The blond girl looked over at her black haired sister.
"Yeah, she went out with Brick a little while ago. What was it that you needed?" She asked in her normal sweet caring voice.
"It was nothing. I will just ask her later if I think of it." Buttercup turned to walk back up the stairs but stopped. "Uh, Bubbles?"
"What?" Bubbles asked. Buttercup was acting differently than normal and it was started to scare her a little. She looked at her older sister. Buttercup was about to ask when Boomer turned his head to look at her as well. She had to force herself to breath normally. The two brothers looked the same, more so now then when they had first met.
"I…um, I'm really tired so I am going straight to bed. I won't be eating dinner again tonight." Buttercup stuttered.
"Are you sure?" Bubbles asked, and Buttercup only nodded. "Okay, but if you do get hungry there will be some extras in the fridge."
"Thanks." Buttercup said going up to her room. She was too tired and confused to change into comfortable clothes. She lay down on her bed, face in her pillow. She tossed the blankets over her head and did something she thought she would never do in her whole life. Buttercup Utoinum, the green fighter who would never be beaten lay curled up in a ball under her covers and cried. She cried and cried until she soon found herself asleep.
The next day
Buttercup had never been so tiered in her life. Sure, she had gotten plenty of sleep that night but it did not feel like it. She sat in home room as the teacher called out attendance. "I have terrible news class, which I am sure all of you will be sad to hear." Buttercup didn't care what was going to be said. It didn't matter to her anyway. Butch hadn't shown up for class and she could feel is absence. It was strange to her. Never in her life had she missed someone else's company. It was as if she was missing a piece of herself and she could never get it back no matter how hard she tried. She wondered if it would still feel this way if she had gone off with Butch two days ago at the skate park. She could have apologized to Mitch later and they could have continued to hang out. They only had tomorrow and then he would be gone. "Our new friend, Butch has gone off and left us. He needed to get back to his performing life. He regrets that he could not be here to tell you this to you in person. However, there is nothing that can be done."
Something inside Buttercup snapped and nothing could stop her now. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE LEFT?!" She yelled standing up with such force her desk fell on its side with a load thud. She however didn't even hear it as all her stuff tumble to the floor. Everyone stared at her in terror. No one knew what she was going to do; she didn't know what she was going to do.
"I'm sorry. I just got a note from his brother saying that he was going to go to England today for his European tour." The teacher looked worried. Buttercup had to bit her tongue to stop herself from cursing. She picked up her back pack from the floor and walked to the front of the room.
"Tell my sisters I am leaving." She grumbled. She didn't wait for an answer. She headed to the roof and flew. There was only one lace she knew she could go to think. A place that no one and nothing could get to her but her sisters. She had forgotten how the atmosphere felt as it lightened on her shoulders, until it wasn't even there at all. She fell past Mars and headed straight for the Asteroid Belt. Scientists always did worry about some of the bigger ones colliding with Earth. Maybe she could help set some of their minds at ease.
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There you go, chapter eight.
But right now it is 10:15 PM and I need to get to bed.
Hope you all love the chapter. The story will be over soon.
Thank you for reading now please review.
