Hey guys so this is it. I want to thank you all for staying loyal to this story. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, and so for the last time...Enjoy.
-BLOSSOM'S P.O.V.—
I walked downstairs taking a deep breath and peering out to see…nothing?
"Hey Blossom," Boomer replied, casually sipping milk. His brothers sat by him, both of them acting the same.
"Um, hi Boomer…"
"Something wrong?" Brick asked.
"No, it's just…I was kind of expecting some sort of surprise party. But it's not that big a deal." I blushed.
"HA!" All of a sudden Berserk popped out of nowhere and blew a party horn in my face. "I TOLD YOU SO! EVERYONE,"
"SURPRISE BLOSSOM!" Everyone revealed themselves from their hiding spot and balloons fell down on us, the last thing I noticed where the Ruffs complaining.
"SO, you three lost the bet!" Berserk smirked. "You know what to do know right?"
"Can someone explain what's going on?" I asked.
"Of course, 00{ will be happy to tell you. It seems these three made a deal with me, for they thought you would not want a surprise party," she explained, adopting a British accent.
"Uh huh…"
"I stated the contrary and now that they have failed, they must each wear: *clears throat* Boomer, a tutu. Butch, a stripper outfit, and Brick, you shall wear a red prom dress."
Brat came running with the outfits and handed it to them, which they reluctantly accepted. Brat shoved them into a nearby closet and waited about a minute before opening the door.
Unfortunately the boys haven't finished changing. In fact they were almost completely naked.
"OH MY GOD, CLOSE THE DOOR!" We all shielded our eyes from the horror in front of us. Brat quickly closed the door and waited for them to open the door. Seeing Boomer in blue tutu, Brick in a red prom dress and Butch in a GIRL'S stripper military outfit was funny.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Ok, so it more along the lines of FLIPPING HILARIOUS! HA!
"THAT is what happens when you defy me!" Berserk high-fived her sisters.
"Shut up," Brick complained. When he looked at me I couldn't help but giggle. He really did look like a girl.
"What's the matter Pinky?" Brick said, his usual smirk taking its place. "Jealous that I make a prettier girl than you?"
I scoffed. "Yeah Brick, I'm real jealous of your hairy legs and fatty man-boobs."
His smirk left, along with his dignity. "I don't have man-boobs!"
I laughed with Berserk as we watched the boys try to act as casual as possible. Not really no, we laughed at Butch trying to flirt with Buttercup.
"Hey Buttercup," he smirked. "How about you drop and give me twenty?"
She smiled deviously and pulled Butch closer to her. "How about 69?"
Butch, being the perverted horny rear end he is, agreed. To be honest, I was surprised at my sister's sudden agreement.
Next thing I know, Buttercup socked him in the abs so hard he crouched down. There's my sister! But of course, she didn't stop there.
"1! 2! 3! 4!"
"Please, *catches breath* stop! *falls to the ground*"
"Fine Butch, we'll finish at night." She winked. Butch whimpered and tried, unsuccessfully, to crawl away.
"How long do they have to wear this?" Bubbles poked at Boomer's tutu.
"Until the concert."
"The what?"
"Hey Blossom," Berserk tapped my shoulder, ignoring my sister. "Get ready for this."
"What?"
"Here's the list of the live concert you're going to perform today."
"WHAT?! A live concert? We've always done videos. I can't make a mistake in a concert!"
"Don't worry, you've always been able to get it in one take anyways."
"How will we set everything up? There wouldn't be any time!"
"We're superhuman. We can do it."
"But, what if…"
"Blossom," Berserk looked at me with her rare, serious expression. "You improved so much over the past few weeks. You managed to change and be yourself, to not listen to others for once in your life. You much braver now and I have the utmost trust in you."
"O-ok."
"Ready to do Try?" She winked.
"Just because it burns, doesn't mean I'm going to die right?" I winked back.
"Exactly. Let's do this."
*TIME SKIP TO CONCERT!*
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" Berserk, the MC, announced. "Presenting, for the very first time, performing the greatest concert of covers of her life, BLOSSOM UTONIUM!"
A montage of the videos of my past performances played in the screen as crowd applauded. I looked out to see HUNDREDS of people there. Damn, ok I'm officially scared now.
Berserk noticed my frightened expression. "You got this, ok."
"Ye-yeah, of course."
"Good. Now get out there."
"Ok."
I walked out in long flowing pale pink dress as I heard the crowd cheering. I sat on the grand piano and waited for the lights to dim. I could just imagine Berserk barking silent orders to make sure everything goes well. A blue spotlight shined on me. I swallowed.
I began to play the piano introduction and just before I started singing, a blue spotlight shined on Boomer and Bubbles who were onstage next to me. (a/n, OH YOU KNOW THIS ALREADY I'M JUST TRYING TO WRITE THIS WITHOUT CRYING!)
Blossom plays the piano, a spotlight shines on Boomer and Bubbles who are portraying a couple. Boomer has just left Bubbles alone in her home. Blossom starts to sing.
Have you ever, fed a lover,
With just your hands?
Bubbles walks somberly around her "house."
Close your eyes and trust it,
Just trust it.
Bubbles closes her eyes and sighs.
Have you ever thrown, a fist full of glitter,
In the air?
Glitter falls from above, landing on the crowd, Bubbles, and Blossom.
Have you ever, looked fear in the face and say,
"I just don't care"?
Bubbles stands from her couch and walks away, it is nighttime outside her "window." She stares outside it.
It's only half past the point of no return.
The tip of the ice berg, the sun before the burn.
Bubbles sighs and walks towards Blossom, where she sits sadly leaning on the leg of the piano.
The thunder before the lightning,
The breath before the phrase.
Have you ever felt this way?
Bubbles stares up at the ceiling.
Have you ever hated yourself,
For staring at the phone?
Bubbles stares at her phone still sitting.
Your whole life waiting,
On the ring to prove you're not alone.
Bubbles looks distressed and weakly throws her phone across the stage. Boomer walks in at that moment and walks towards Bubbles. He kneels down to hold her.
Have you ever been,
Touched so gently,
You had to cry?
Bubbles starts to weep softly in Boomer's arms.
Have you ever, invited a stranger
To come inside.
Bubbles stands slowly and leads Boomer to the couch to sit.
It's only half past, the point of oblivion.
Boomer pushes a few strands of Bubbles's hair from her face.
The hour-glass on the table,
The walk before the run.
The breath before the kiss,
The fear before the flames.
Boomer softly kisses Bubbles, and the fireplace lights up.
Have you ever felt this way?
Boomer and Bubbles pull away. Their spotlight fades away as the rest of the group hurries to put the next set. All eyes are on Blossom.
La, La, La, La,
La, La, La, Laaaaaaa.
The scene lights up again, it's morning. Bubbles walks in on Boomer who's sitting in the garden having a picnic.
There you are, sitting in the garden.
Clutching my coffee,
Calling me Sugar.
Boomer makes a hand gesture as if he was talking and Bubbles blushes.
You called me sugar.
Bubbles sits down next to Boomer and puts her head on his shoulder. It becomes night again. Bubbles and Boomer stand to slow dance.
Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and stars,
And pull the rope tight.
Boomer twirls Bubbles outside.
Have you ever held your breathe,
Bubbles and Boomer close again and stop abruptly when they meet, as if holding their breath.
And asked yourself…
Boomer slowly dips Bubbles, the moon shines brighter.
Will it ever get better than tonight?
They freeze for a moment, then Boomer slowly brings her back up for a soft kiss.
Tonight…
The spotlight on the Blues turns off and Blossom's spotlight fades away with the piano exit.
I exhaled deeply at the end of the song, grateful that I didn't mess up. When the light on me was gone, I slowly floated away backstage to see all the girls with tears in their eyes (Brat and Berserk) or near tears (Buttercup and Brute.) I didn't get to see the performance Boomer and Bubbles did behind me, but I'm guessing it was really good.
"Dude," Butch said to Boomer, trying to maintain a tough voice. "I didn't know you danced."
"Well yeah," Boomer replied normally. Strange not seeing him stressed or insane. "Berserk was planning this so Bubbles and I have been practicing most of this time."
"No wonder you were gone for so long."
"Hey," Brick said. "What ever happened to um, Clin-"
Berserk put her hand over his mouth before he could finish. "I gave him pills to relax his nerves if you say the 'utter-ly's' name he'll freak out."
Brick nodded and Berserk went back out.
"Hey everyone. So, how was that for a starter?"
The crowd cheered in response. This didn't feel like a concert. More like a high school talent show, except I star in all the acts.
"Ok now, who's feeling pretty sad after our first performance 'Glitter in the Air'?"
A lot of people raised their hands.
"Well, prepare yourselves because this next one might just rip your heart out. Presenting Fucking Perfect."
I walked out and stood on the X mark on middle of the stage where Berserk was standing. When she got back behind the curtain (I was sitting on a chair to avoid awkward standing.) The lights turned off for a while a dim blue light through the "window" shone on Butch and Buttercup who were in bed, acting like the music video. *Gulp* I hope they're not actually having sex…
The bed squeaks with each thrust Butch made. Thankfully for everyone except Butch, they weren't actually having sex. After an awkward five seconds, Butch got off of Buttercup and she lay down on her side, seeing an old teddy bear on the chair. Music plays in the background as a spotlight shines on Blossom, signaling her to sing.
Made a wrong turn, once or twice.
Dug my way out, blood and fire.
White fog starts to blow until it covers the greens and a projector plays BC's "memories." She is seven, and a little boy steals her teddy bear and throws it on the playground.
Bad decisions, that's alright.
Five year old Buttercup glares at the boy.
Welcome to my silly life.
The teacher sees BC beating the crap out of the kid and scorns her. Blossom now stands in front of the fog.
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood.
Miss "no way, it's all good."
It didn't slow me down.
Scene transforms into ten year old Buttercup with long hair and paint on her face, she stares out her window to a party she wasn't invited to.
Mistaken, always second-guessing.
Underestimated.
Buttercup looks at herself in the mirror.
Look I'm still around…
Scene fades to fifteen-year old Buttercup putting make-up on, finishing her goth look.
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel,
Like you're less than fucking perfect.
Blossom no longer flinches at a bad word; it now rolls off her tongue naturally.
Buttercup walks out and runs into her mom (played by Ms. Keane) who forces her to change.
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel,
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect.
To me.
Buttercup receives her test back from class and it's an F. She flips it over and draws a mean lady over it.
You're so mean, when you talk.
About yourself, you were wrong.
The scene fades into college Buttercup who's in a restroom doing drugs and writing SKINNY BITCHES on the wall as she sees skinny mean girls try on dresses.
Change the voices, in your head.
Make them like you, instead.
So complicated, look how big you'll make it.
Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game.
Buttercup- tries shoplifting a dress but they catch her and one girl films it on her phone.
It's enough, I've done all I can think of.
Chased down all my demons, see you do the same…
Oh,
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel,
Like you're less than fucking perfect.
Buttercup is in her underwear weighing herself; her bones tell she's anorexic.
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel,
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect.
To me.
She gets in a tub filled with water and grabs a knife, starts to cut herself.
The whole world's scared so I swallowed the fear.
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice-cold beer.
So cool and lime and we try try try.
But we try to hard and it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics 'cuz they're everywhere.
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair.
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time.
Why do we do that?
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?
The music suddenly stops and Blossom looks down and doesn't move. Buttercup lays back, the blood dripping from the scars on her arm. It read PERFECT. After a few seconds of silence she sees her old teddy bear and it inspires her to go on. The music starts again. Blossom's head springs back up.
YEAH!
Buttercup wraps herself in a towel and picks up a pair of scissors.
WOAHHHHH!
She starts cutting her hair short to what we all see now.
OH PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE YEAAAAAAAAH!
Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel,
Like you're less than fucking perfect.
Buttercup admires her new look.
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel,
Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect.
She creates an artistic masterpiece and publishes it in an art show.
To Me.
Blossom raises her glass to her and Butch walks up the stairs with Brick. Buttercup blushes at him and the images fade away.
You're perfect, YOU'RE PERFEEEEEEECT!
*Backup singers sing the chorus*
The fog is gone and you see the greens on the bed again, Butch wraps his arms around Buttercup. Blossom joins in as Buttercup takes the bear and walks to her daughter's room.
Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel,
Like you're nothing,
Buttercup mouthes the last part to her daughter while Blossom sings it.
You are perfect,
The light on the greens is gone and they all shine on Blossom.
To me…
When the light on me turned off, I went backstage to my dressing room so I can change for the next song. My door was the pink one (*real* "original") with a golden cherry blossom (again, wow) that had my name on it. I kind of didn't like it because it reminded me of the tattoo I got while high on Boomer's mushrooms. Never eating his food again…
"Alright everyone, how we doing?" Berserk asked the audience. They cheered in response, seeing as that's really all they can do.
"Yeah, it was sad. But, maybe this next song will pick things up a little. This one goes out for all the perverted guys out there, whenever you try to impress an un-impressable girl. She's going to tell that it's just you and you're hand tonight."
A small cheer among the crowd starts, whistling is heard.
"And who better to show us than Blossom Utonium, get out here!"
I walked out with a black robe and a hood covering my head. An uproar in the crowd followed.
"The stage is yours my friend." Berserk bowed to me, I mirrored her action. I couldn't help but feel a little happy when she called me her fried, even if it was just for show. The lights turned off and I heard everyone set the props up. The first background was placed. Funny, the background is rotatable. I took a deep breath, praying that the relaxing pills Berserk gave me wouldn't wear off yet. I heard the music intro start and the screen behind me light up with a person opening a book. Here goes…
Uh, uh-uh uh uh.
Oh.
Uh, uh-uh uh uh.
Oh.
Blossom was in the first setting: a car workshop.
"Lady Delish loved cars…"
Check it out, going out.
(On a late night)
Looking tight, feeling nice.
(It's a cat fight)
I can tell, I just know,
"Cars were always more reliable,"
That's its going down.
"then the men who serviced them."
Tonight…
Blossom glares at Butch, who represented the man working there with her. Blossom is dancing around the car wearing a motor-chick outfit.
At the bar we don't wait 'cuz we know them.
At the bar, six shots (just beginning).
That's when dickhead put his hands on me.
But you see…
-THE HELL HOLE—
With light speed, her sisters changed her outfit while the spotlight was down.
"After work, her coach, Oppressor Plutonium, would keep her maintained."
Blossom was at a lonely boxing club wearing a white tank top and red pants and short hair, jumping rope by herself and her coach.
I'm not here for your entertainment!
"She jumped and she punched 'til her anger had drained."
You don't really want to mess with me tonight!
Just stop and take a second!
I was fine before you walked into my life!
But you know it was over, before it began.
"With hours of training her love life had waned."
Keep your drinks just give me the money.
Blossom punched the bag.
It's just you and your hand tonight!
-THE WATER WHISTLE—
Blossom wore a red one piece swimsuit, she was at a club on the balcony sucking on a lollipop.
"Lady went to the watering hole to scope the wildlife."
Midnight I'm drunk,
I don't give a fuck.
Wanna dance, by myself.
Guess you're out of luck.
Blossom dances by herself, a large group of people dance farther away from her.
Don't touch, back up.
I'm not the one.
Uh, bye bye.
Listen up it's just not happening.
You can say what you want to your boyfriend.
"All brawn and no brain made all these guys lame.""
Just let me have my fun tonight.
A'ight?
-THE TEA GARDEN—
The background and Blossom changed simultaneously again. Blossom had a black wig on and read a book (a suggestive inquiry hermetic mystery) wearing a goth outfit.
I'm not here for your entertainment!
"Lady Delish looked for a man that could parallel her interests."
You don't really want to mess with me tonight!
Just stop and take a second!
I was fine before you walked into my life!
But you know it was over, before it began.
"At least a book with substance wasn't hard to find."
Keep your drinks just give me the money.
It's just you and your hand tonight!
Blossom waves her hand.
-THE GOVERNER'S BALL—
"One elegant night Lady Delish mingled with the elite."
(Break, break it, bu-break, break it down.)
In the corner with the boys you bet them five bucks.
To get the girl that just walked in but she thinks you suck.
Boomer approached Blossom with champagne in his hand.
We didn't get up just for, just for you to see.
"Her perception of them was soon stained."
Boomer spills his drink on her chest.
Quit spilling you drinks on me!
Yeah,
You know you are. High-five and talking, but you're going home alone aren't you?
-HOME ALONE AGAIN!—
"What's a Lady to do?"
I'm not here for your entertainment!
Blossom wore an all white outfit with black lace as she laid on her bed in a white room.
You don't really want to mess with me tonight!
Just stop and take a second!
I was fine before you walked into my life!
"She decides to taunt an old flame with a gift."
Blossom takes pictures of her and puts them in a box."
But you know it was over, before it began.
Keep your drinks just give me the money.
It's just you and your hand tonight!
Oh whoa
She repeats the chorus until she ends up kissing the box with the pictures, to be sent to Daddy Brick. (a/n if you've seen the music video it says Daddy Dick, but I changed it)
*TIME SKIP BECAUSE I'M LAZY AND I WANT TO UPDATE ALREADY*
I sat on the grass behind the curtain with Butch, ready for the last song.
"Ready pinky?" He smirked.
"Hey, only Brick gets to call me that."
"IN 5…4…3…2!"
The guitar started as Butch took of his glasses to face Blossom who wore a light pink corset dress. They drank blood red wine.
White knuckles, and
Sweaty palms from hanging on too tight.
Clench shut jaw.
They lean in to kiss.
Yeah I've got another headache again, tonight.
Butch stops because his phone rings.
Eyes on fire, eyes on fire
And they burn from all the tears.
He picks up the phone.
I've been crying, I've been crying,
Blossom shakes her head in disapproval.
I've been dying over you.
She throws her wine at his face and runs away.
Tie a knot in the rope. Trying to hold, trying to hold.
But there's nothing to grab so,
I let go.
Blossom walks down the street shedding her extra layers.
I think I've finally had enough. I think I maybe think too much. I think this might be it for us.
Blow me one last kiss.
You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit. My head is spinning so…
Blow me one last kiss.
Just when it can't get worse I've had a shit day.
Everyone in the crowd and crew shouted. Yeah!
Have you had a shit day? (Yeah!)
Blossom sees Boomer trying to fix his bike.
We've had a shit day. (Yeah!)
Boomer sees her as stunning and invites her to take a ride.
I think that life's too short for this. Want back my ignorance is bliss. I think I've had enough of this.
Blow me one last kiss.
They drive to his mansion. Boomer paints Blossom who sits down looking out the window.
I won't miss, all of the fighting that we always did.
Take it in, and I mean what I say when I say there is nothing left.
Blossom dressed as a guy walks into a ballroom.
No more sick whiskey dick!
No more battles for me.
You'll be calling a trick 'cause you no longer sleep.
I'll dress nice, I'll look good. I'll go dancing alone.
Blossom sees Bubbles (dressed as a girl obviously) and invites her to dance.
I will laugh, I'll get drunk.
She agrees.
I'll take somebody home!
They dance.
I think I've finally had enough. I think I maybe think too much. I think this might be it for us.
Blow me one last kiss.
You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit. My head is spinning so…
Blow me one last kiss.
Just when it can't get worse I've had a shit day. (Yeah!)
Have you had a shit day? (Yeah!)
Boomer walks in with a promise ring and kneels in front of the girls.
We've had a shit day. (yeah!)
I think that life's too short for this.
Blossom sticks out her hand but Boomer hands the ring to Bubbles and she says yes.
Want back my ignorance is bliss. I think I've had enough of this.
Blow me one last kiss.
(Da,da,da,da,da. Da da da da,)
Blow me one last kiss.
(Da,da,da,da,da. Da da da da,)
Boomer blows her one last kiss as he walks away with Bubbles to get married. The scene changes to the wedding where Blossom is the only one in black.
I will do what I please,
Anything that I want.
I will breathe, I will breathe,
I won't worry at all.
You will pay for your sins.
Brick flies in on his awesome-weird bike with wings carrying a red heart.
You'll be sorry my dear.
All the lies, all the wise,
Well I'll be crystal clear!
The hear explodes and it rains blood everywhere and everyone runs away except for Blossom who's dancing in it.
I think I've finally had enough. I think I maybe think too much. I think this might be it for us.
Blow me one last kiss.
You think I'm just too serious, I think you're full of shit. My head is spinning so…
Blow me one last kiss.
Just when it can't get worse I've had a shit day. (Yeah!)
Have you had a shit day? (Yeah!)
Brick invites her to fly away on his bike-plane wings of weirdom thing.
I think that life's too short for this.
Want back my ignorance is bliss. I think I've had enough of this.
Blow me one last kiss.
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-nana x2)
Blow me one last kiss.
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-nana x2)
Blow me one last kiss!
End!
I held onto Brick as he flew us away to the mini-hill in Berserk's backyard where we met up with everyone else. As soon as we got down from the thing, I was ambushed by hugs.
"YOUDIDITIKNEW YOUCOULDDOIT!" Berserk ran up to me and hugged really tight.
"Did it help your volunteer hours? Are you free?" I asked.
She blushed and looked down at her tracking device, before nervously kicking it off. "Um…sure!"
"Wait a minute," I said inspecting it closer. "That's not how it's supposed to look like. This is a fake!"
"OK WE ADMIT IT!" Blake put his hands up. "Berserk and I planned this so you and Brick could hook up and be together."
"WHAT?!" I noticed Brick didn't yell that with me. "DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS!"
"Uh, well…"
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Boomer yelled as he waved a butterfly net. "THANK YOU TIMMY TURNER!" Inside the net was the notorious Clinton, a blue butterfly fluttered about angrily.
"Bitch let me go!"
"NEVAH!"
All of a sudden, the butterfly started shaking and mishapening itself. He went from a butterfly to a red bear like figure to a green ghost thing…
"PANTRY GHOST!"
"FRANK!"
The Rowdyruff boys each yelled the thing that haunted them as it transformed into one solid, brown colored compound.
"MISCHIEF!" They yelled.
"So it is I, the Rowdyruff boys' MISCHIEF!" it cackled.
"Can someone explain what the hell is going on?" Buttercup interrupted.
"A few years ago Mojo Jojo tried taking out our mischief and putting it into one thing," Boomer started.
"But it escaped and I think we just found it." Brick put it into a jar.
"LEMME OUT FUCKERS!"
"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAW BLOSSOM IN BRICK'S ROOM!" Buttercup snapped her fingers. Oh I've almost forgotten away with it.
"Hehehe yes…you're smart. Maybe you'll be smart in bed…"
Buttercup took the jar and shook it incredibly hard.
"OW FUCKING BITCH STOP THAT!"
While they all fussed over that, I took Brick's hand and led him to the side.
"You think you can blow me one last kiss, before we have to back?"
"That depends," he pulled me closer and raised my chin. "Promise not to run away?"
I smirked and ran my fingers through his hair. I can't pretend or fight anymore. I've been wanting to do this for a long time. "Just give me a reason not to…"
*LEANS IN*
"JUST GIVE ME A REASON, JUST A LITTLE BIT'S ENOUGH…"
I woke up to the radio playing the song Just Give Me A Reason as my alarm for school.
"Hey Hey Hey folks it's FIVE THIRTY AM F-R-I-D-A-Y with DJ PUNK. NOW FOR 60 MINTUES NON-STOP OF MUSIC!"
It's Friday, today's a school day. That means…
I WAS ASLEEP?! THIS ENTIRE TIME!? ALL THIS WAS A DREAM!?
"Better hurry up Bloss or we'll be late for school!" Bubbles's head popped into my room.
"Hey Bubbles?"
"Yeah?" She asked.
"Um…nevermind." I decided that this was a dream and to not tell her, But honestly? I was a little upset I didn't even get to finish the kiss…not that I wanted to…
Stupid alarm clock song.
"Ok well come on."
I sighed and hurried up to get dressed for school. I looked at the mirror…no it was just a dream...
I was leaving school humming a song when a rubber ball hit me in the head. I turned quickly to see the thrower, Brick. Ugh, I can't believe I liked him in the dream…which I so did not.
"Not a bad singer Pinky, maybe you should join a band with the howling cats at night," He laughed.
"Or you sisters," Butch replied, earning more laughter.
Recalling the dream, I smiled. "You're not a bad pianist yourself Brick. As for you Butch, be careful when drinking because you'll end up saying stupider than usual things…"
They stared at me confused, good. I intend to keep it that way…
When I finally got home, I threw my stuff on the floor which I later put away because I can't stand leaving things where they don't belong. Guess that dream had no affect on my usual behavior. I finished my homework during my last period (free period) so I turned on the tv.
"I'm going to a slumbah partay with mah gurlzzz," Bubbles sang. "Bye Blossom!"
"Good-bye Bubbles, have a nice time." I waved without looking at her. M self-loathing was starting since I have no social life. "Where are you going?"
Buttercup stopped short in her tracks and cursed under her breath that she got caught. What can I say? I might not have a social life but I've got eyes on the back of my head.
Not literally of course….
"I'm uh, going nightsurfing with Mitch and Mike and Robin and-"
"Ok I get it, no need to tell me everything. Just go."
"Ok thanks Bloss!"
"Just make sure you're available," *SLAM* she shut the door. "in case of an emergency…" I finished slowly, pointlessly. *sigh*
It's Friday night and I'm stuck here at home, again, just like every other day. It's seven-thirty, I've already finished my homework (big surprise) and now I'm watching television. Bubbles is at a slumber party with her friends and Buttercup went night surfing. My thoughts drowned out the noise of the television as I smiled and peered at the hotline, anticipating its ring. After all, tonight, an adventure awaits…
Be sure to catch the second part of the series, Bubbly Perry!
R&r. :')
