Author's Note: Well here's the chapter I promised, I hope you enjoy the Blue chapter. Oh, I also don't own powerpuff girls

Bubbles P.O.V

I was heading for my next class, which was music, while humming some random tune that I just thought of. The music teacher was suppoused o be really nice, or so I heard, and I was looking forward to it. Skipping along, I didn't even pay amy attention to my surroundings, and crashed into someone.

"Watch were you're going-oh, it's you." I looked up saw Boomer, who was glaring st me a little. He let out a sigh and extended his hand and helped me get up. "Thank you." I said to him. "Where are you going anyway?" He asked me. "Music." "Oh, me too." "In fact, I think I should listen to some music." Boomer pulled out an Ipod out of his pocket and put some headphones on. I followed him since we were going to the same place. When we were halfway there, he pulled out a hershey bar from seemingly nowhere and handed it to me and smiled. "I don't like chocolate." He told me, and since I didn't like chocolate too, I decided to give it to Blossom later.

Right when I could see the door, I heard some talking from somewhere. "Brick, Butch, and Boomer are so hot..." "I know!" Another voice said. Boomer's eye suddenly went wide and he grabbed my hand and ran into the bathroom, the men's bathroom.

Oh great, now I was going to be late for class because of Boomer, not to mention I'm in the men's bathroom, and he didn't even notice. He let go of my hand (which he was still holding) and told me to ho and see if there gone. I gave him a little glare, and then he said, "Stop glaring, just go snd check, snd by the way, you should let your hair down." He said a littke coldly. I ignored his comment, snd went outside and told him there gone. He smiled at me again, and now I was getting confused.

First, he was glaring at me when I bumped into him, snd then he smiled like we were friends. After that, he gave me some chocolate, but when we were in the bathroom, he spoke a little coldly to me, and then he smiled again. It's like he has two personality's and they keep switching and switching again and again.

He walked out of the bathroom, and completely ignored me, walking to the classroom. I stared at him a little before going to the classroom too.

My desk was in front of Boomer's but so far he didn;t disturb me in anyway. Our teacher, Mrs. Flare gave us a review about how music was created and some famous music and famous musicians. Afer that, she gave us a worksheet asking the same questions pretty much. Then, she told us she wanted us to try a compose a little song and it was due by Friday, today was Tuesday, and Boomer poked me. "Want to make up a song together?" He asked me and I turned around to see him smiling. "I don't know if we can.." Just then, Mrs. Flare said she was going to assign partners, and did them by are first name at first, strangely. "Andy and Alice." She said, and they said they were family, but she didn't really care. "Boomer and Bubbles." I think I might have heard Boomer whisper yes, but then groan. She continued on until the whole class had partners, and then dismissed us."Well, I guess I'll see you after school, and then we can start our song."

-After School-

Boomer came up to me, and asked, "What type of song should we make?" I shrugged. "Well, I was thinking we should make a rap song.." "NO!" I yelled at him and he looked shocked. I didn't really like rap, it used to just be ryhming, but now it's all about bad things and that pollute little kids minds! "Well, do you have a better idea." He said coldly and glared at me. There we go again, one second ago he was smiling, now he's glaring.

"I think we should make a nice classical songplays the , because It'll probably get us extra credit because our teacher likes classsical music." "We don't even have enough instruments." I heard him mumble. "I can play the Piano!" I told him. And he said, "I can play the trumpet a little, I know Brick actually his a violin, and Butch plays a few percussion instruments." We decided to force our siblings to make music, and Boomer smiled at me, and I smiled back, but asked. "Why do you keep glaring at me, but then smiling at me?" His face flushed, and he suddenly flew off home. I guess it was a secret.

Author's Note: Hope you liked it! Why Boomer has mood swings when he's around Bubbles, will be explained soon. Also, I'm going to finish my story Adventures in Collage soon, and I have two ideas for stories. I'll put them in Story Ideas, and you can vote for the one you like better. Story Ideas is on my profile, by the way, as well as the poll.