Hello my awesome readers and fellow fanfictioners! I hope all of you are well. I'm sorry I updated this story so late because I was too busy the past months. So here's the update! XOXO

Butch

"Ok, Buttercup. I think that's enough for tonight," I said in a tired voice, yet through a smile, "Brilliant performance. Definitely an improvement."

"Thank you, Butch," she replied, smiling back.

We returned the room into its original form in silence. It was 3am into the night but the class for pure satisfactory. I watched her carry the mattress on which she was practicing back its place while I returned the table. Something fell to the ground once she set the mattress down and she bent to retrieve it, showing a bit of cleavage. She never shows cleavage. She was too modest.

This sight reminded me of the fact how we couldn't hook up and how she still didn't tell me the reason. But now was the perfect time to do it, I decided.

"Hey Buttercup?" I called to her from across the room.

"Yeah?"

I ran a hand through my hair, embarrassed. I didn't know how to ask it but I knew I had to.

"Well...remember the time you told me you can't do this?" I asked, emphasizing the 'this' to make my point.

She cocked her head to one side, confused then realization slowly dawned on her face.

"Ohh...You mean that..?" she said slowly.

I nodded and she dropped her head, looking embarrassed, "Well...I guess you deserve to know..."

I fought off a smile coming to my face. She finally agreed to tell me!

"Not here," I said, making her look up, "This room is too stuffy. I know the place where we can talk in peace."

"Really?" she asked, eyes wide.

"Yeah," I replied, smirking, "Follow my lead."

Closing the light of the classroom, I made my way with her out of it. Outside, I took hold of her hand and walked towards the big staircase at the corner of the hall. She looked at me, confused. I made a 'wait' signal with my hand and took her upstairs in silence.

"Here we are," I declared, grinning as Buttercup gasped.

We were on the roof of the academy. A strong breeze was blowing and the night sky was as bright as ever with a full moon. At a distance, one could see the colourful Boston city lights, shining like car lights.

Students weren't allowed up here, hence Buttercup's curiosity...

"Wow," she murmured, "What a beautiful view."

"I knew you would like it," I said, smiling and took hold of her hand. We both sat down on the edge of the roof, side by side, staring at the city lights in silence.

"So..." I said, looking at her.

"So..." she repeated, looking at our joined hands.

Something told me she was still not comfortable talking about it so I squeezed her hand.

"Babe," I said, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it."

She finally looked at me, "No Butch. I want to tell you about it. But..."

She trailed off and bit her lip.

I waited for her to continue. She did.

"But I just don't know where to start from," she finished.

"From the beginning of course," I replied, grinning.

She smiled back and sighed.

"Well, that's it then I suppose."

She took a deep breath and began telling her story.

I kmow this is a short chapter. But I'll upload soon :)