Princess p.o.v.
I knew I shouldn't have made her something to eat. But no I had to, she would be hungry after so why not. I mean nothing bad will come out of this right?
I look in my mirror, I finished taking a shower no I am brushing my teeth. Getting ready to face tomorrow where I know she or her sisters will ask me tons of questions. The thing is do I answer them truthfully or lie.
How can I answer truthfully if I don't even know what's happening. I know now that I do have some what feelings for Buttercup. But do I want her to know? Might as well just tell her you made her bacon and eggs, nothing says I like you than making them a homemade meal after they finished playing a game and fighting evil.
I finish brushing my teeth and hair. I'm getting my outfit ready for tomorrow when I hear a rock hit my glass window.
Confused I turn around and see nobody there. I go toward the window carefully, another rock is thrown and I move to open it when I hear a faint "Princess?"
No way. I move to open the window and look up first cause I know that she might be flying.
"Down here." I look down and see Buttercup standing on the ground calling my name.
"What on earth are you doing here? Do you even know what time it is?" I whisper yell at her. I turn to see what time it is and its way past my bedtime.
"It's barley 10, can I come up?" buttercup asks me and I can't believe she isn't tired or in bed by now?
"How did you get past the guard dogs?" I ask and she smirks. "Don't you dare smirk at me Buttercup Utonium; I could seriously sue you for trespassing at 10 o'clock at night." I yell at her trying to keep my voice low so my dad or the maids won't hear me.
"Calm down I didn't do anything, I can fly you know so all I had to do was fly over the wall and make sure that your pouches don't come out of nowhere and start attacking me. But I am here to talk to you about something. So I am going to ask you again can I come up?" Buttercup asks me again and I can't help but smile and wonder if this is going to be a regular thing.
"you'll come up whether or not I say won't you" I tell her and move away from the window with hearing a faint "yes" and hear her land softly on my floor.
Buttercups p.o.v.
I knew coming here would be a good idea; the hard part was getting past Blossom and the Professor.
Here I am standing in her room at 10 o'clock at night trying to stay as calm as I can about this situation.
Her room isn't that bad, it's cleaner than my side of the room. I see some pictures of her and a picture of her family with her sister I guess. I see her sit on her couch near her bed and she motions me to sit on the couch.
"So what is there to discuss Buttercup?" Princess asks me and I look down to the ground.
Ok don't panic you rehearsed this in your head on your way over here.
"First of all I want to … thank you for making me the bacon and eggs, they were good. But how did you know that bacon and eggs are my favorite meal?" I asked her.
Princess looked from me to the floor then back at me and sighed.
"Well I knew because you wrote about it when we had to write about our favorite food and you were the only one that caught my attention…I really don't know why though." She told me and I felt my stomach flutter.
"ok, so is that why you came to my game today?" I asked and she blushed slightly.
"First of all I went to watch the game not to see you play and secondly you're the one who couldn't take your eyes off of me." She said and I started laughing.
"Really? How would you know if you went to only watch the game?" I questioned her and I swear I thought she was going to explode but she didn't which surprised me. Instead she got up and moved toward her chair.
"Look I do what I do because I do not like other people upstaging me, that's why I went to your game." She explained and for some reason I knew she was lying. I knew she was going to lie her ass off but I came up with a plan to try to get her to bring down her solid gold walls.
"I somewhat get you but don't you think that this is how life is. You don't always have to live in the spotlight." I tell her straight out and I see her flinch but I need the whole truth in order to at least attempt a friendship with her.
"Well I wasn't raised to come in second"
"You just always came in second to your sister though, so why is it any different?"
"Because, I try to get attention because my dad doesn't realize I am here half the time, he's either in his office or with my sister or him and my mom are watching my sisters dvd's of her life in the family room without a 'Hi, how was your day princess?' I always come in second at home and I don't want to be like that at school or anywhere else." She told me and I saw her eyes tearing up but I had to stay strong for a little more.
"Is that why you make the people you are seeing walk you to your classes every day and carry your books? So you can come first in their lives? No wonder they never lasted." I said and I wait for her reaction. What came next did not surprise me.
Smack
She stood up from her chair and walked toward me, the next thing I knew she smacked me … hard. I felt my anger build up but I couldn't hit her. Something told me to just take it like a "man" cause what I said was a low blow.
"How dare you say that to me? I gave them a new understanding on how to treat and talk to a young lady. Which is more than I can say for you? Do you even know how many people would love to take you on a date or just talk to you in front of everybody and have you blush or grin or just have a shoulder nudge. And half of those people are girls. But you're too clueless to see that they basically risk public humiliation to try and get your attention when it only took me one game and a bowl of bacon and eggs to get your attention. I even attempted to walk to school once to see if we can talk or something." Princess said.
I was shocked to hear that people try to impress me because they wanted to date me. I was faced with a tough decision to tell her what I came to tell her or to lie my ass off.
"Princess, I can say that I don't pay attention to all of those people because I'm too busy trying to come up with ways to ask a certain person to come and watch my games or at least one. I try to talk to them in front of everyone and have them blush or grin or to even give them a shoulder nudge. But if I do that I'll risk public humiliation if that person starts to make a scene." I said
"That person must be a lucky person then." She spat out and I had to reframe myself from laughing.
"She is and she also came to my game today and sat in the middle right second row. She also made me my favorite meal." I tell her and I knew we were past the point of no return.