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Blossom's POV
I blush. "Thank you!" I giggled. Then, Boomer walks in. "Blossom!" he says, running towards me. I gasp. He rushes to me and hugs me. He was crying. 'Bubbles again?" I ask, quietly. He sadly nods his head.
Butch looks at Boomer suspiciously. "What are you doing here?" He asks. "Oh!" Boomer looks down at me. "Wanna go out, Blossom?"
I could've sworn I saw Butch's face turn blood red with anger. Regardless of his obvious fury, he says calmly, "Blossom and I are already dating, dude."
Brick turned up and said, "Why can't I be with her? Everybody ships Brick x Blossom, not Blossom x Butch or Boomer!" Buttercup glares at Brick. "What?!" she snarls.
Brick sat down. "Just kidding," he whispers.
Me and Butch walk out at that moment.
Buttercup's POV
I couldn't believe it! Everybody's in love with Blossom! I was so angry. Then Blow walked in.
"What's up, Bella?" I said. That's her real name, but she hates it because she hates Twilight. "Not much," she replied, sitting down in a green beanbag chair.
"You okay?" I ask. "Yeah," she says.
A few moments of silence passed before she said, "I need help to write a song."
"Okay, sounds fun." I reply, switching off the T.V. "What's the song about?" "Broken hearts." I stare at her. "You sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, this song is for Rouge. He always ignores me, even when I told him I loved him!" I sip on a 7-up. "That's just cold." I say, fiddling with my fingers.
"I think one part should be like, um..." She started to sing. Let me just tell you, Blow sings like an angel.
'Saying "I love you" in a monotone voice
Seems just plain broken'
I smiled. Making songs was fun.
Then that one girl came in. Remember? Molly?
She walked up to me and said, "I need to let this out." Then she kissed me.
I wiped it off, and she ran away. Me and Bella- I mean, Blow looked at each other strangely.
Rouge's POV
"I didn't know she liked me!" I heard myself shout, slightly muffled (because of the lit cigarette stuffed in my mouth) and nervous (Buttercup had pushed me up against a wall with her fist 3 inches from my face).
"OH REALLY?!" "YES!" I shout, exasperated. "THEN HOW COME WHEN SHE TOLD YOU, YOU JUST STOOD THERE?! HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!"
"I WASN'T PAYING ATTENTION TO HER! I NEVER DO!" "AND YOU WONDER WHY SHE'S ALWAYS SO SAD NOWADAYS!" Buttercup screams, her tough voice ringing in my ears, echoing.
I pushed her off of me. "I can't control who I do and don't love," I say, angrily.
And that's how I got a bloody nose and a chipped tooth.
