Chapter Seven

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          Sitting in the school lunch area, a few days later, Blossom and Samantha sat down and talked about what she was feeling for Butch. She was the only person she could trust to tell that to. Besides, Blossom didn't know whether she could trust Brick with that information and whatnot, seeing as how he probably wouldn't

"You really love him?" Samantha asked, her eyebrow,

"I'm sure I do. Believe me, I'd be the last person walking around saying I love a person when it isn't the least bit enough true." Blossom said,

"Oh…I thought I was the last, but it didn't take me long to know I wanted to be stay with Brick." Samantha said, "It was a funny feeling though, to know that I loved him though. I was only glad that he loved me back. But I think your better examples are Bubbles and Boomer."

Blossom laughed as she remembered Bubbles glowing face that glowed ever since. Love was there since day one with her. No one could tell her otherwise. Even their father-and he tried so hard to f

"But Sam…Butch is…Butch. Me with him or not he's…Butch."

"That's probably why you're so strung over him."

"I know, but knowing him, he probably doesn't feel the same way."

"I doubt it." Samantha said, "All this year, his focus points were you. Whether he knew it or not, his project for the day was always to get on your nerves. Something would go out of whack in the day if he doesn't pick at your temper, that's been a bit more at bay since you two got together."

"Really? How so?" Blossom said, as her brown haired friend,

"Let me give you one good example. If I just told you everything I just said a month and a few weeks ago, you would've told me to go to hell because it would freeze over before you thought you were in love with the likes of Butch Plutonia." Samantha said, her words exact and clear and Blossom looked at her and then laughed.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Blossom said, still giggling, "But…what should I do?"

"Wait." Samantha said, "You'll know the right time and place to do something else."

            Blossom sat quiet, and Samantha looked at her friend, thinking her problem was only a small one, that had to be waited out. Samantha didn't sit thinking about that for the next while when she felt a kiss on her cheek. She turned to see Brick standing there, looking handsome to her as always.

"Hey." She said, smirking,

"Hey." He said, "What's up Bloss?"

Blossom looked up at him and then smirked. "Nothing. Where's Butch at?"

"He just finished beating me at handball. He was asking where you were but I didn't know whether you were in the library or…you know."

"Oh." She said, "I'll leave you two alone."

"Why?" he said, smirking,

"I don't need to see displays of affection when I can make some of my own." Blossom said, giving an evil grin.

"Whatever." He said, smirking, "I would thank you for being the reason me and Boomer lost our games, but that's too much credit given to the girl that got my brother whipped."

"Aww. Brick that really hurts." Blossom said, feigning hurt and displeasure for her friend's smart remark. "I'll see y'all later."

"Later." Samantha said, watching her friend walk off. Blossom bounced happily toward the recess area, and then Samantha turned her attention toward Brick.

"What's up?" she said, as Brick sat down next to her and put his arms around her waist and kissed her on the cheek.

"I missed you all day." He said, nuzzling his nose in her neck, making her giggle.

"Brick…aren't we surrounded?"

"Sam?" he said, continuing with his charade.

"What?"

"When I give a fuck, I'll let you know." He said, and Samantha smirked, feeling the smirk on his lips as he nibbled on her ear.

"So…we got another study date anytime soon?" Brick asked her,

"Not any that I know of." Samantha said, "Though I know you don't give a damn about anything that's in a book."

"How so?" Brick said, stopping his charade for the moment to look at his girlfriend.

"Oh, if I'm there…" Samantha said, "You'd put your books down, and have me under you within five seconds."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I got you and Blossom down like the back of my hand."

Brick laughed at the fact that his girl knew him so well.

"So…what was up with Blossom?" he asked out of the blue.

"I don't know." She said, smirking, and then looked at Brick who's eyes told her that he wasn't for playing games.

"Okay I do know, but I don't think she wants me to tell you." she said, "It's a girl thing."

"How serious is it?" he asked her,

"Serious enough."

"Let me guess…" he said, "It's about Butch…and…she loves him…but she doesn't know whether he feels the same way or not."

"Uhhh…" Samantha started, "Damn."

"I know I'm good."

"How could you know if I didn't say a word though."

"Butch is my brother. Who else would he trust to tell that to?"

"Boomer?" Samantha said, smirking at him,

"No way." he said, "Most likely Buttercup, and I don't even know if she knows. She probably knew before he told her."

"So…you knew before Blossom told me?"

"Yeah, you can say I did, but I never challenged the question. Buttercup would challenge Butch because that's how they are."

"Oh. This is funny. I'm learning something about you crazy people everyday." She said, smirking,

"I could say the same about you." Brick said, "That's why I need to 'study' you more." He said, smirking. Samantha stood up, and then stated to walk off, putting a little swish in her hips.

"Where are you going?" he asked them, and she looked at them, smirking,

"Somewhere to find a nice, quiet spot to study." Samantha said, and Brick gave her a mischievous grin, and followed behind his girl to study, because somehow, he was in the mood for a pop quiz.

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            Jamie looked around for her boyfriend and saw him outside the windows, playing games with Blossom again. She instantly became jealous and then saw how Blossom was talking to him with a bored look on her face, and walked off, with him still following her. After that, she saw Butch walk up behind her and then grab her by her waist and then say something to him. Then he started kissing on her neck, and she saw Terrance getting red in the face with envy. That did it for her. Right after they walked away, with Butch's hand firmly planted on her behind, Terrance stalked off, walking towards the same tree where the whole confrontation started. Jamie stood up and then walked out of the lunchroom. That was where it started, and that's where it was going to end.

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            Terrance sat on his tree when he saw it. He saw Jamie walking toward him with her blond hair swishing side to side. Looking in his eyes, he saw anger and he couldn't help but to think that she looked undeniably sexy. He was about to say so when she came up to him and then cut him off.

"Save it." she said, "What the fuck was that?"

"What?" He asked, looking at her incredulous,

"You over there, trying to flirt with Blossom? And then getting jealous when her boyfriend had something to say about it?"

"What? I wasn't trying to flirt with her?"

"Terrance, I saw you. Don't lie to me. I've taken a lot to be with you, and I don't want you to bullshit me."

"I'm not sweetie." Terrance said,

"Then do me one thing." She said,

"Anything."

"Keep away from Blossom." She said, and then Terrance looked in her eyes and thought things over. things were going good with him and Jamie, but sometimes he couldn't help missing Blossom. He knew he did her wrong, and also knew that she was too much into his arch enemy to even think about taking him back. besides, he only wanted some from her and that was probably all it would've taken for him to fall for her.

*Flashback*

He was sitting by the tree when she walked out, decked out in tight black pants and pink cuffs to match her tight fitting Baby Phat hot pink shirt that went with her eye color perfectly. She let all of her hair fall, and noticed that she had a golden chain with her name hanging in the middle of her.

            Taken by how good she looked, he stood up and then walked over toward her, and licked his lips.

"Hey." He said, stopping her from walking past.

"What do you want Terrance?" she said to him in a bored tone.

"Nothing. I just wanted to tell you look sexy today."

"Haven't I always been sexy to you Terrance?" she said, trying to walk off, but Terrance blocked her path.

"Yeah, and Butch just noticed…" he said, and to his horror, Butch appeared behind him, putting his arms around her waist.

"So…Terrance?" he said, "You think my girl is sexy?"

Butch ran his hand along her waist and looked at him with a devious smirk.

"That's funny, I was just thinking to myself that I know my girl is sexy." He said, kissing her along her neck line, looking up at him while he did, seeing his face become red with envy that it wasn't him doing otherwise to him…he was sure that if he could turn a different color, it'd be green.

"And Terrance?" Butch said, as he guided Blossom with him and they started walking off. He looked up at him and then saw him put his hand firmly on Blossom's backside, making her give a small giggle.

"You just gotta love this big ass." he said, slightly squeezing it, and Terrance lightly growling to himself and then walking over toward the tree, disgusted. That little scene just messed up the rest of his day…almost.

*End of Flashback*

            He looked at Jamie and then decided he was going to try to be straight with her. She did, like she said, go through some pain to be with him, seeing as he didn't cut Blossom off before playing his game with her.

Terrance looked at Jamie's eyes and then kissed her on the lips. He looked her in the eyes and then she looked at him with a curiosity.

"Promise?" she asked

            That was a word Terrance didn't work too well with. Even when they were younger, he made small promises to Teresa and he never kept them. If he couldn't keep a promise to his sister, how was he going to keep a promise to his girlfriend? Then girl he was with when he cheated on another girl that didn't ask for promises, or anything much from him, except for his trust. He lost a good girl. Now he had to make due with what he had.

"Promise." He said, kissing her lips, "Try to anyway…"

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"Butch you're an idiot."

            Blossom was walking toward the handball court with Butch, who still had his hand firmly on her backside, squeezing it every few seconds.

"So?" he said, smirking down at her. Terrance was right, she really did look sexy as she wanted to be in her clothes.

"Anyway." she said, smirking, "You're an idiot. That's what I should call you."

"I don't care. I'm anything you say I am." He said,

"Really?" she asked, smirking, "So if I call you stupid, you're stupid."

"Yeah." He said, "I'm Butch and you're Pinkie."

"No…you're stupid."

"No…you're…Blossom."

            Blossom stopped at the mere sound of her name coming out of his mouth. Butch stopped when she stopped and looked at her. He then walked up to her and then smirked.

"What happened?" he said, as Blossom looked up at him

"You just said my name for the first time in awhile." She said, "It caught me off guard."

"If you say so…" Butch said, smirking, "Maybe I should find another name for you…"

"I don't know if I want one. I already got a few."

"Oh don't worry. I'll think up something nice for you." he said, looking into her eyes. Blossom looked back into his eyes and leant into a nearby tree and looked at her boyfriend with a curios stare, wondering what she was going to say.

            Butch sat there, staring at Blossom, a million names running through his mind.

"Pretty, Attractive, Gorgeous, Stunning, Alluring, Sexy, Glamorous…" he thought, until one word came out of his mouth, "Beautiful."

"What?" she said, looking up at him with a shocked look on her face,

"Beautiful." He said, "You're beautiful."

            Blossom looked at him and then walked over to him, putting his arms around her shoulders.

"Now that's my nickname?" she said, smirking and Butch shook his head.

"That's not your nickname. That's what you are. Beautiful."

            Before Blossom could say something, Butch took her mouth in a passionate kiss that Blossom felt and poured her heart into and she felt Butch's heart into it just as much. She pulled away and then looked into his eyes. Saw something there, knew something was there. Love. Pure love. Something in a form that he couldn't hide if he tried. Blossom decided to let him know how he felt.

"Butch?"

"Yes Pinkie?" he said, taking his finger, running it down her face.

"I love you." she said, and Butch abruptly stopped tracing her face and looked at her with a scared expression.

"What?" he said, and Blossom stood there, looking him in the eyes, knowing that she wasn't hallucinating. That look was still there, with fear on the side.

"I said I love you." she repeated, looking at him, and then Butch stood back and then shook his head.

"What?" Blossom said, as Butch just stood there, with nothing to say.

"Nothing." He said,

"What you mean nothing?" Blossom said, "I just stood there and poured my heart out to you, and that's what you have to say to me? Nothing? I guess I was wrong about you."

"What you mean wrong about me?"

"What I meant Butch! I was wrong about you. I was wrong to think you were different, I was wrong to think you loved me as much as I love you…I was just dead wrong in thinking you'd be any better than Terrance."

"Hold it right there Bloss…"

"I don't want to hear it!" she said, "This is the second time over I gave my heart to someone and they just sat there and bullshitted me."

"Listen here…"

"No. I'm not finished!"

"Yes you are! I didn't even get to say a word."

"Butch, you said it all. That's all I have to say." Blossom said, walking off from him, stalking in her rage. Butch sat there where he stood with a confusion. He didn't even get the chance to redeem himself…if he ever said something wrong in the first place.

He was just taken by surprise that Blossom said those three words that he wanted to hear from her for so long. He thought that he would have to break the ice, and was just surprised that she broke it for the both of them. But, he came to terms with himself that he acted a little stupid and would have to apologize before the day was out. And to do it soon.

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            She walked toward her locker, fumed and upset and at the same time had tears stinging in her eyes. Blossom walked toward her locker and then tried to get the combination, but couldn't remember the numbers. Infuriated beyond reason, she just ripped off the lock and then took out her books for the rest of the day. After that, she slammed her locker and then walked off without looking back. She walked down the hall with a fury no one wanted to mess with, and people that looked at her with a 'What the fuck is her problem?' look, but they quickly turned their heads when she looked their way.

"Blossom!" she heard him yell. She stopped and saw Butch walking toward her. When he walked toward her and then tried to grab her hand, she pulled away.

"Listen…pinkie."

"Blossom." She said, "What do you want."

"I'm sorry…" he said, scratching his head.

"Sorry? Oh, now you're sorry you don't love me?"

"Blossom."

            Blossom walked off, with Butch trying to grab her hand. He grabbed it, and then Blossom turned and then smacked him on the face, almost snapping his neck out of position and then he let her go, yelling. After that, Blossom took a detour from class and then went to the bathroom, where she went to the last stall, and then cried her eyes out as memories flooded her, breaking her heart piece by piece.

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