Chapter 3
Junior Year For the Powerpuff Girls and Rowdyruff Boys
Blossom's Schedule
Period 1: AP US History
Period 2: AP Photography
Period 3: AP Chemistry
Period 4: AP Law and Government Policies
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: AP Calculus
Period 7: AP Music Theory
Period 8: AP English
Period 9: Gym
Buttercup's Schedule
Period 1: AP Geometry/Trigonometry
Period 2: Woodshop
Period 3: AP English
Period 4: AP US History
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: AP Engineering
Period 7: AP Biology
Period 8: Study Hall
Period 9: Gym
Bubbles' Schedule
Period 1: AP Art
Period 2: Cheer
Period 3: AP English
Period 4: AP Biology
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: Gym
Period 7: AP Geometry/ Trigonometry
Period 8: AP Biology
Period 9: Dance
Brick's Schedule
Period 1: AP US History
Period 2: AP Chemistry
Period 3: AP English
Period 4: AP Calculus
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: Gym
Period 7: AP Biology
Period 8: Study Hall
Period 9: AP Business and Finances
Butch's Schedule
Period 1: AP English
Period 2: Woodshop
Period 3: AP Chemistry
Period 4: AP US History
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: AP Calculus
Period 7: AP Music theory
Period 8: AP Biology
Period 9: Gym
Boomer's Schedule
Period 1: AP Art
Period 2: Honors US History
Period 3: AP English
Period 4: Study Hall
Period 5: Lunch
Period 6: Gym
Period 7: AP Geometry/ Trigonometry
Period 8: AP Biology
Period 9: Dance
(Blossom POV)
Struggle with my studies! Ugh. The nerve of him, that cynical inbred! Me? Struggle? Idiot. After the little "scrimmage", I made my way towards class. That's it. History. Studies always helped me clear my mind. Especially history. I found it so interesting. I walked in to class and sat in my seat near the front of the class. Then I made sure all my books, pencils, and erasers were in line. As I placed my small, white, leather backpack from Buttercup on the back of my seat, I see Brick walk in. No. He's not going to ruin my favorite class! No.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded to know.
"To make sure you get shit grades in all your classes, just to entertain me." The smug look of his face wont last. I'll make sure of that!
(Buttercup POV)
The first week was shit. Butch is in my woodshop class. The asshole skips the class most of the time, and since Bossy wants us to watch them, I have to follow him. My teacher thinks I have a bathroom problem. I follow him to the school alley with all the stoners. I leave him there, all he does is sit there. No trouble I guess. Butch also has gym with Blossom and me. I catch him staring at her a lot. Kinda creepy if you ask me. What pisses me off the most? He's actually good at sports. The shithead. Coach wants to put him on all my teams: Soccer, basketball, tennis, track, karate, softball, hockey, table tennis, wrestling, boxing, volleyball, all of them! Bullshit! Before him, I was star athlete. Maybe I'm a little jealous, but it doesn't change the fact that they are criminals. Brick is in Study Hall with me. For the most part, he's on "good" behavior. Usually he does work for other classes or he flirts with the prissy Blondes in the library. Boomer is probably the most work. He's in my English class. I get in fights with him EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. The idiot tries to steal from Mrs. Jennifers' purse so I beat him for it. Because of that stupid jerk I'm the verge of suspension from school and sports. Damn it.
Not to mention the three of them our in the same lunch period as my sisters and I. It's hard to keep up with the bastards. Each of them has their own clicks. Brick sits with the jocks. Boomer sits with the art freaks. Butch is the worst. He ruined lunch for me. He sits with Mitch and all of my friends. Mitch is my best friend damn it. And Mitch is freaking naïve. "Oh, maybe they changed Buttercup." Bull. Bull-freaking-crap. They destroy Townsville everyday. Monday it was the Bank, Tuesday they stole jewels, Wednesday they robbed the convenience store, on Thursday they kidnapped Mayor, Friday the museum magically lost four major art pieces. It's ridiculous! Saturday was the worst, especially for Blossom. I think she's starting to crack.
(Blossom POV)
I hate the Rowdyruff Boys. Especially Brick and Butch. They're both top of the class with me. And they're both in most of my classes. I guess that's a good thing because I can keep an eye on them. I hate them. I hate having Chemistry with Butch so much. The nerve of that boy! First he tries to kiss me and then he goes and flirts with almost every girl in that class! I swear he does it on purpose. I don't like it. I feel… jealous. And I don't even like the jerk! Those stupid, egocentric boys rob, violate, and ruin the city everyday. It's really getting in the way of my studies. I'm not sleeping at night, and then I can't focus in school. I end up doing my homework until three in the morning, only an hour and a half of sleep. It's horrid!
The worst thing is that the delinquents get away with their crimes. Saturday was just invidious. The impertinent, little law-breakers attack the whole city, destroying thousands of buildings, private properties, and public establishments. They divided Townsville amongst themselves, striking from all sides. I told the girls to split up. I would take the northeastern side, Buttercup was to secure downtown, and Bubbles controlled the northwestern. Unfortunately I got the section with Brick. Bubbles was with Butch and Buttercup had Boomer. Buttercup made simple work of Boomer. She defeated him with three blows. I can't say the same for Bubbles. Butch hurt her. He tackled her in the air, smashing her into a building. She's all right now. Brick was really difficult. I was determined to not let him get away with this again. Just as he started loading money from the bank he destroyed I attacked him with my laser vision. He stopped putting the money in his red backpack and shot at me. We punched and kicked at high speeds until he knocked me into the ground. I had managed to give him a black eye and sprain his wrist. As I laid on the ground immobilized, he choked me. I couldn't break free, my nose was bleeding, and I didn't know what to do. I pretended to slowly pass out. When he let go and turned around, I shot my ice breath at his back freezing him and the weight dragged him to the ground. As he was falling, I plunged at him, shoving him in deeper into the ground. The crater was enormous. I thought he had knocked out. I got up and started to walk toward Buttercup who was holding a badly injured Bubbles. She had just gotten there when Brick grabbed my leg, making me hit the ground. He punched me making me go unconscious. After that, I woke up in the Professor's lab, strapped to an IV.
(Butch POV)
On Saturday, we pulled the biggest crime of the week. Townville looked like it was in ruins almost. It was thirty million dollars of damage. It was the most tiring day too. Brick made a plan for each of us to destroy a part of the city. I got stuck with Bubbles. She was easy to beat. Unfortunately, Boomer couldn't hold off Buttercup. She practically beat the shit out of me. When I woke up, I came to get Brick and go home. I come to see him beating up Blossom. I can understand a few punches, I mean she's tough to get rid of, but he went too far. He almost killed her. I threw the money to Boomer and tried to pull off Brick.
"Brick, come on we got the money. They're in no shape to fight us off. We won." I pleaded. Shitbrain wouldn't listen.
"Fuck no. Pinkie froze my ass. She can die now for all I care." Cold hearted asshole.
"You said you wanted her to suffer. That's enough."
"Don't tell me what to do. You're supposed to listen to me!" That was it. I knocked Brick off of Blossom and started fighting him. We punched and knocked each other against buildings. He kept going towards Blossom, trying to kill her.
(Bubbles POV)
Saturday was terrible. I mean the first week was pretty bad, but this. This was just pure hell. Oh my god, so first I got beaten up badly by stupid green head. He bruised half my arm, and twisted my ankle. Thank god Buttercup got there and knocked Butch out or I would have ended up like Blossom. Brick was sitting on top of her and punching her over and over and over again. Buttercup was about to set me down on a bench, but I said I was okay enough to fly. Just when she was going to shove Brick off of her, Butch hit his brother. That was like, SO WEIRD. We stood there watching them with Boomer, who looked just as frightened and confused as we did. Until Butch yelled at us to fly Blossom home. Buttercup grabbed Blossom under her arm with me and stole that red backpack. We flew home as fast as possible. I was so scared that Blossom was going to die. She's a bossy bitch, but she's my sister and I love her. Even Buttercup was worried. I felt sorry for the Professor, he was so panicked we had to remind him that she needs Chemical X to heal. It was terrifying. For a good minute, Blossom was dead. I thought I lost her. In a second I saw every good moment between Blossom and me. Everything from when we played dress up as little kids, to helping me with my dress for the homecoming dance. I'm glad she's better now.
(Buttercup POV)
Shit. Blossom almost died. I don't think her plan of just watching them is going to work. They'll kill us before we find a weakness. I don't seem like the type to care about her, but I do. She's our leader, our friend, our sister. Fucking Brick is crazy. And what the hell was that about with Butch? Blossom wasn't taking it well. Bubbles and sat there with her when she woke up explaining what happened. She wouldn't look at us. She just sat there, looking messed up and disappointed. We tried to cheer her up by telling her they didn't get everything. Brick's bag had the most money. Bubbles told her we gave the money to Ms. Bellum. It didn't work. Blossom didn't go to school for a couple days. The Professor thought she might have depression. I wouldn't be surprised. Honestly, I could have sworn I heard her cry. I haven't seen or heard her cry in years. She doesn't come out of her room for anything, not even food. Bubbles or the Professor carry dinner and breakfast up to her.
(Blossom POV)
I was unconscious for a day. I woke up Sunday night with my family sitting around me. Bubbles jumped at me and hugged me, followed by Buttercup surprisingly. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that they got away again. My plan is failing. There's no weakness against them. When I was well enough to somewhat fly, I went up to my room. Buttercup managed to get most of the money away, but it's just not enough. Bubbles was pleading with me to come out of my room. I refused. By then it was three days later. She gave me the homework from the days I missed. I worked through the night and went to school the next day.
Chemistry was terrible. Mr. Hartwitz made me sit with Butch. Of all the people to sit next to! He tried talking to me. I couldn't look him in the face. In the words of Buttercup, "I didn't feel like dealing with his bullshit". Bubbles said he saved me. I honestly don't believe it. Why should he save me?
I had to take so many retests. And I wasn't ready for them yet! My teachers don't seem to care that Brick manages to destroy the town and almost kill me. At this point I really miss having Ms. Keane as my teacher. Its too bad she retired. I got three perfect grades and a 97. That lowers my GPA down to an un-weighted 3.99. Brick got ahead of me. If I don't ace every test from now on, I'm in no chance for valedictorian. Buttercup says I'm complaining over nothing. It means everything to me. And the fact that I can't stand it when Butch talks to those twitty, annoying, girls in the hallway is driving me insane. The stress is just smothering me from everything. I needed to mellow out a little. I made my way to the park after school. It was drizzling a bit but, I wanted to sing and relax.
(Butch POV)
I had to take a break. School was over, Brick decided not to rob the bank today. Whatever. I had to get out. The stress from his stupid plan was driving me insane. Not to mention the fact that I think Dad is dying. HIM wants to cut a deal, heal Dad in return for one of us. Boomer was thinking about it but, it would kill him to not be able to see Dad anymore. Brick could give two shits about Dad. I need time to think. It was raining like on the first day of school. I walked out the doors after basketball practice towards Townsville's Central Park.
"I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode."
I hear a voice. Blossom. She was sitting in the rain under a wide Willow tree.
"Floating upon the surface for,"
"The Birds, the birds, the birds"
"You want me?" Well come on and break the door down"
"If you want me…" I interrupted her. I didn't want to. Her voice was fucking amazing. Crisp, somewhat 60's jazz, and seductive.
"Is that Radiohead I hear?" I smiled at her.
"Yes." She sniffled. She had been crying.
" The pressure's getting to you, isn't it?" I tried to be sympathetic.
"What do you know about it? Yes, the pressure's getting to me! Is that what you want to hear?" I mumbled a no. I felt sorry for her. I should be. I like crime, but this girl. She. She gets in my head.
"You and brothers are ruining me. The stress is overwhelming, Bubbles and Buttercup don't care about their studies so they don't get it. My G.P.A went down by .01. Now your stupid brother is top candidate for valedictorian. And the teachers absolutely love him like he's a freaking angel. And you. You flirt with every girl just to..." She stopped abruptly.
"This is ridiculous. I don't know why I'm talking to you in the first place!" She got up and started walking towards the sidewalk. The rain was pouring at this point. It had gotten so heavy that Blossom's shirt was soaked and transparent. No bra. I guess she doesn't need it considering she's only an A-cup.
"Blossom, wait. What were you going to say?" I walked after her.
"Nothing. It's none of your business." She picked up the pace of her walk.
"Clearly it's my business if you were talking about me!" I stopped walking after her. She turned around and walked towards me, then stopped two feet ahead of me.
"You just. You just make me, " she stopped again. I walked closer to her. She was shivering from the cold. Her eyes looked up at me with tears. I kissed her softly on the lips.
"so, jealous." She finished her sentence. I kissed her again. My arms around her, the warmth of her hands on my face, that gentle full lower lip. The kiss felt like it lasted hours. A long moment of steam, passion and fervor. And then an abrupt stop. She smacks me, takes my arms off her, and backs away.
"Never again." She looked at me with hope still in her eyes. Giving away every thought she had. I know she likes me, she just doesn't want to. As she walked away from me, I stood there watching her disappear in that now cold, bitter rain. It only made me want her more.
(Blossom POV)
What in the world was I thinking? Letting him kiss me like that. Worse, wanting him to kiss me like that. I flew home as fast as possible. Stupid Butch. Ruining my favorite weather and place. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? The feeling of his arms around me. Holding me so close to him like I belong there. The thrill of his lips on mine. Was I falling for him? What is wrong with me? I'm defective. I feel like I'm breaking down. I don't know what to do with myself anymore. It's not the same feeling I had with Dexter. To be honest, I don't think I was ever attracted to him. He was everything I thought I wanted in a boyfriend: smart, somewhat good-looking, responsible. We just never had any passion, any romance. Nothing. My life is slowly falling apart.
