Its like screaming but no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed. That someone could be that important. That without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless. But nothing can save you. And when its over and its gone. You almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back. So that you could have the good.

Blossom and Brick were partners in every school subject possible. Together they won their school many trophies. Brick was always silent. Blossom was used to being around chatty Bubbles and Brick's silence was unusual. Blossom was tempted to start humming to herself to distract her from the silence.

Even though Brick was quiet, Blossom admired a lot of things about him. His unusually neat handwriting, his wide range of knowledge, and all his hard work. She never quite met someone like Brick. Someone who could have a bright future as a doctor or a lawyer but held back by his criminal past.

While one of their late night projects, Blossom found herself watching Brick. The way his red eyes traced over the words in his book and the way his hand danced over the paper as he wrote down the notes. He did it so effortlessly. For the first time, Blossom actually realized how handsome Brick was. She bit down on her lip nervously. Brick looks up from his work to her, his eyes focusing on her now. She feels a blush crawls up to her cheeks.

"What?" Brick asks.

"Huh?" Blossom responds.

"You're staring, pinky," Brick says.

"Oh, sorry," Blossom mumbles, moving her eyes away from Brick. Brick smirks at her.

"See something you like?" Brick asks, teasing slightly.

"Nope," Blossom responds, smirking back.

"Sure, sure," Brick says, letting it go.

They tease each other like this for weeks. With each passing week, Blossom finds herself falling more and more for Brick. Its almost like she is screaming it out loud but no one, especially Brick, can hear her. Through all this teasing, she is finally getting Brick to talk. No more silence that needs to be filled and she is actually learning about him.

"Hey Blossom," Brick says, sitting down in his usual seat next to her during their study hall. She just stares up at him, confused. "What?" He asks, not getting why she is staring at him.

"You called me Blossom," Blossom states.

"Its your name, isn't it?" Brick responds.

"Yeah, but normally you call me pinky or something like that. Never Blossom," She says, still staring at him.

"Well, I got something important to ask you," Brick says.

"Then, ask away," Blossom says.

"Well, Blossom, will you go out with me?" Brick asks, his eyes tracing her face. She smiles softly and nods… making Brick smile as well.

They start going out. For days its good, those days turn into weeks, and those weeks turn into months. Blossom and Brick work well together. No one gets it but them and it works well. They compliment each other. Brick slowly gaining all of Blossom's attention. He single-handedly works his way up to becoming one of the most important things in her life.

Blossom realizes that her sisters freak out about it, but never in front of her. She almost feels ashamed he is so important to her but she wouldn't change it. Her grades are still the highest ever and she still tries to keep up with her family. Sure, it's a little harder but worth it.

"Hey Pinky," Brick says, smiling but it doesn't reach his eyes. Blossom wraps his arm around him.

"Brick, what's wrong?" Blossom asks.

"Well, you see… with Butch's criminal record and the school's poor reputation and I can help," Brick starts speaking but not making any sense.

"Brick, what are you saying?" Blossom asks. Brick sighs.

"The principal is transferring me and my brothers to another school in a different city. Butch's record is his reason and the school we are going to is poor especially in academics so I should be able to help," Brick says. Blossom pulls back.

"You're leaving?" Blossom asks.

"Yeah, but we can keep in touch," Brick says. Blossom throws herself further into Brick. Brick just starts rubbing her back, trying to keep her calm.

Within the week, Brick moved. Blossom felt as if her world was now empty. Nothing seem to matter anymore. Her grades slipped but were still acceptable. She seemed more distant then usual. Her sisters tried to understand but they didn't. The professor tried to understand but couldn't. Even her teachers tried but failed. She was losing hope he would ever come back. He said they would keep in touch and be stronger than ever but what if he met someone? She couldn't compete. No one could help her. Nothing could help her. She could tell it was over and that he was gone. Blossom didn't want to believe it but she couldn't help but feel that way. She wished for his brothers' teasing. She wished for his moods when he was mean and would argue with her. Because even with all the bad, he came with good. A sweet and caring side. A true love that made her feel right. She wanted all that.