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(Blossom's POV)

7:15 AM.

After I finished showering, I slipped into my pink towel and went inside my room to dress up for work. After about five minutes of debating, I decided to wear a black blazer with a hot pink undershirt, black slacks, and hot pink high heels. Instead of putting my auburn hair in a tight bun as usual, I decided to crimp my long hair instead. I looked pretty nice today, in my opinion.

After getting ready, I went to Bailey's room to help her get ready.

7:45 AM.

I sat at our mahogany dining table, taking a sip of my decaf when I saw Buttercup walk in. She was wearing her light green robe and her green bunny slippers, so I'm assuming that she's going to work a bit later today. She quickly glanced at me, but rolled her eyes immediately afterwards. She was still upset with me.

Buttercup said I was being selfish. But was I really? I have a reason to feel hurt. My sister went out on a date with Brick's brother. Plus, they're going out on yet another date. I mean, come on! I wasn't being selfish, right? …Right?

I saw my youngest sister, Bubbles, walk into the dining room with a bowl of oatmeal and a glass of milk.

I gave her a warm smile. "Good morning, Bubbles."

She looked up from her bowl of oatmeal and looked at me. She didn't say anything, but instead gave me a gentle nod. She then resumed to eat her meal.

Now Bubbles is ignoring me? This seems a bit peculiar. Maybe Buttercup told her about our argument last night.

I cleared my voice and said it a bit louder this time, so I could get her attention. "I said good morning, Bubbles."

"I heard you the first time, Blossom," Bubbles said, exasperated. She grabbed her food and went into the kitchen to join Buttercup.

Okay, Buttercup definitely told her about the argument she and I had last night. Bubbles never held a grudge, and she rarely got upset with anyone.

I took another sip of my decaf before setting the mug down on the table. I walked into the kitchen where Bubbles and Buttercup were eating and joking with each other. I cleared my throat and folded my arms, asking for my sisters' attention.

"Are you two really ignoring me?" I said. The hurt I felt from the whole situation was obvious in my voice.

Buttercup shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. Why do you care?"

"I don't like the fact that you two are mad at me." I sighed as I rested my cheek on the palm of my right hand. "I mean, I just feel as though I have a justifiable reason to be upset."

Buttercup laughed sarcastically. "And this is exactly what I was talking about when I called you selfish. Butch and I go out on one date, and you freak out. It's not like I really wanted to go out with him in the first place. I mean, okay, I ended up having a good time, but still."

"I'm not being selfish!" I defended myself.

"Yes you are, Blossom!" My blonde haired sister said abruptly.

My pink eyes widened in astonishment. Bubbles, usually the quiet, serene one of the three of us, actually yelled at me... Bubbles never used that tone of voice. She was always sweet, gentle and kind. She was always so soft-spoken. If her voice was this loud, then she must have been upset.

"Why can't you be happy that someone has taken interest in our sister? We're always happy for you, Blossom. We're always there for you! Why can't you put aside the fact that Butch is Brick's brother and be happy for Buttercup?"

I was taken aback.

Bubbles was right. They were right. I mean, it's been awhile since Buttercup has been on a date. And I've just been completely selfish about the entire thing. So what if Butch is Brick's brother? If Buttercup is happy… then I should be happy, right?

"You're right," I said as I took a deep breath, "I was being a jerk. I'm sorry."

Buttercup looked up from the ground. "Y-You mean that?"

I beamed as I gave my two younger sisters a hug. "Yes. I mean it."

"Mommy!" Bailey said as she ran inside the kitchen. She was wearing a solid pink short-sleeved shirt with a red heart smack-dab in the middle, a dark blue jean skirt, and pink and white sneakers. Her long, auburn hair flowed over her shoulders. "I ready for school now! I just finished watching The Powerpuff Girls!"

Bubbles looked at the analog clock. "Oh, I should start getting ready also. I have to be at work at 9:30."

"We better get going," I said as I grabbed Bailey's hand. I gave my two sisters a warm, gentle smile. "Bye, you guys."

2 and a half Hours Later

(Brick's POV)

Today was Friday. Blah. I'm supposed to give a pep talk to some kindergartners today. To hell with my agent.

Well, I'm supposed to be there by twelve noon, and I have two hours all to myself… might as well watch some TV.

I kicked my feet up on the coffee table and turned on my 100 inch Plasma Screen TV. I flipped through the channels until I came across E! News. Eh, I'm not really one for gossip… but it's not like anything interesting was on at this time.

"And in other news," the blonde woman began, "Football player Brick Jojo's fiancée, Berserk Kennedy, was seen walking out of the football player's lavish home yesterday afternoon in tears. Did something occur between the two? Could this be the end of Brick and Berserk?"

I turned off the TV immediately afterwards. You've got to be kidding me. I do not need this shit in the morning.

It was now 10:45. I might as well get ready.

After 20 minutes of deciding (Considering my closet is just full of clothes) I finally decided to go casual. I ended up wearing a red collared Ralph Lauren Polo shirt, black jeans, and red converses. I put in a diamond stud earring on both my left and right ear. My thick, red hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

I took a step towards my mirror and examined the reflection before me.

"Damn, Brick," I said to myself, my lips formed a smirk, "You look so freakin' good. Even I would date you."

I chuckled to myself as I grabbed the keys to my 2010 dark red Mercedes Benz and headed out the door.

I arrived at Riverside Elementary about an hour later. Stupid traffic. I hope they won't mind that I'm late. Hey, wait - I'm Brick Jojo - I'm always fashionably late.

I quickly walked into the school building so no damn Paparazzi would see me. I swear, those oxy-morons have nothing better to do.

I eyed my surroundings. Gold and burgundy walls? Who the hell came up with these random colors?

I spotted a room labeled Office. Okay, that's good, they should be able to tell me where the room is. I walked inside and at the main desk was a very petite woman. She had a terrible tan, long, blonde extensions, hot pink lipstick, and green eyes. Do they really let trash work at an elementary school? Jesus Christ.

I cleared my throat as she looked up from her paperwork. "Uh, hi, can you show me which room the kindergartners are in?"

She gave me a toothy grin. "You're Brick Jojo… the star quarterback for the Tigers!" She leaned a little bit closer to me, her cleavage visible. "Room 12, all the way down the hall."

She put extra emphasis on the word down. I guess she was hinting at me to take a look at her breast. Her breast were small anyway, so it was pretty useless.

"Uh, thanks." I put my hands in my pocket and started to walk out.

"Any time," The woman called out in a seductive voice. I shivered. Ew.

I finally reached Room 12. I lightly knocked on the classroom door. Almost immediately afterward, a woman with short black hair, blue eyes, an orange shirt with a red vest over it and brown capris opened the door.

She gasped as her bright blue eyes widened. "You're… you're-"

"I'm Brick Jojo," I said as I held out my hand.

"I know who you are," She said, her eyes still widened. I could tell she was flustered. Heh.

"Are you okay?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry," She said, blushing, "I'm just a big fan. I mean I knew you were coming… but just to see you in the flesh, I'm just, excited!"

I chuckled. "Eh, it's okay. It happens all the time. Is it okay for me to go in now?"

I wasn't eager to go in or anything, I just wanted to get this thing over with. These brats would probably be a handful, and I have practice for Sunday night's game at 3.

"Just a moment," She said, composing herself. She then went inside and instructed all of the kindergartners to gather round in a circle.

"Okay class," She began, "Please welcome our special guest, Townsville Tigers' quarterback, Brick Jojo!"

"YAY!" The class clapped and cheered as I walked inside.

Let's get this over with.

(Boomer's POV)

I decided to go to the spa to get a mud mask. I mean, I've got to keep my face nice and smooth somehow. It isn't fruity for guys to get facials… right? I mean, Brick and Butch say so, but they think everything I do is fruity. One time I decided to go to a yoga class, and Brick called me a fag! What an ass!

I ended up at the Riverside Day Spa. I would have gone to the Townsville Day Spa, but… let's just say I burned a few bridges over there.

An Hour Later

"Okay, so," The black-haired woman said popping her gum as she opened the cash register, "Since you got the mud mask, that'll be 45 dollars."

"Uh, yeah, here's the mon-"

"Oh, look at the time!" The woman began, "It's time for my break." The woman snapped her fingers together twice before saying, "Bubbles, take care of this!"

"Yes, Mandy," A voice replied. I turned around and saw... holy crap, a gorgeous, blue-eyed blonde. Probably one of the most gorgeous girls I've seen in awhile. She was wearing a light blue mid-sleeved oxford shirt, black slacks, and light blue flats. Her silky, blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail. She made her way over to the cash register and looked at me.

"Hi, I'm Bubbles! How may I assist you today?" She gave me a warm smile. Man, she was pretty.

"Uh," I began, "I've already been assisted. I'd just like to pay for the treatment."

"Oh," She said, blushing. I handed her the money and she handed me the receipt not too long afterward.

"Thanks," I said, smiling. I studied her features for a bit longer. She was gorgeous.

"Are you okay? What are you staring at?" She raised an eyebrow, however I saw that she was slightly blushing.

"You," I said, grinning. I saw her eyes widen. "I'm sorry, I just find you very attractive."

She blushed again, her cheeks turning bright pink. "No need to be sorry. But, thanks for the compliment."

"Are you a parking ticket?" I began, "Cause you've got fine written all over you."

She giggled. "You're funny. Corny, but funny."

"Hey, corny is my middle name!" I said, grinning. "Well, actually, it's Daniel…"

She gave me a warm, gentle smile. "So, what's your first name?"

"Boomer," I replied casually.

"Interesting name," She replied. "I'm Bubbles... wait, I think you knew that already."

"It's fine. Bubbles is such a cute name."

She smiled. "You know how you said I was attractive a couple of minutes ago?" She asked, her smile turning into a huge grin, "Well, the feeling's mutual."

Wow, she finds me attractive! HA! Wait until I gloat to Brick and Butch!

"Really?" I asked, my deep blue eyes widening.

She gave me a toothy grin. "Yeah, I do."

10 Minutes Later...

"So, what's your alma mater? I attended Johnson University, but my brothers attended Vaden University in Townsville." I asked her.

"That's so weird! I attended Riverside Community College, but my sisters attended Vaden University in Townsville, too!"

"That is weird," I said, rubbing my chin.

She smiled. "You know, Boomer, you look like someone I-"

"Bubbles!" The raven-haired woman from before called, "Quit flirting with customers and pay attention!"

"I'm sorry," Bubbles said, embarrassed. She turned to me again, smiling. "It was nice talking to you."

"Same," I replied. I was about to walk away when I realized something. "Hey, would you mind if I called you sometime?"

"Not at all," She beamed. She grabbed a pen from her shirt pocket and wrote her number on my hand. "Call me anytime!"

"I'll be glad to," I said. I waved to her while I was walking to the exit. Before I knew it, I went headfirst into the wall, instead of walking out the exit door.

"Ugh…" I groaned, wincing in pain. Damn it, my luck with doors just isn't all that great this week.

"Boomer!" Bubbles ran over to me. "Are you okay?"

"I'm… fine," I replied.

In addition to getting a hot girl's number, I also got a massive headache. Nice one, Boomer, you moron.

(Brick's POV)

"So in conclusion, boys and girls," I began, "Always follow your dreams."

The entire class clapped and cheered. Finally, now I can get out of-

"Okay, class, any questions for Mr. Jojo?" Ms. Keane asked the class.

…Damn.

"I have one!" A chubby kid with brunette hair exclaimed, waving his hand in the air.

"Yes, Billy? What's your question for Mr. Jojo?"

"What's it like being a football star? Do you get lots of hot babes? If you know what I mean…"

"Uh, Billy," Ms. Keane began, "That doesn't pertain to-"

"It's fine." I shrugged. I didn't mind any questions, as long as I was able to get out of here.

"But to answer your question, Billy, being the quarterback of a major football team does have its perks." I smirked.

"Okay, any other questions?" Ms. Keane asked.

"I have one," a quiet voice said suddenly. I looked around and spotted a little girl with long, red hair and pink eyes. Wait - Pink eyes? There's only one other person I know with pink eyes... well, two, but Berserk's eyes were more of a magenta shade.

"Yes, Bailey? What's your question?" Ms. Keane asked, smiling at the red-headed kindergartner.

"Do you have any family? Like, a brother or sister? Are you married? Do you have kids?" She asked me, her pink eyes full of hope. Gee, those were a lot of questions.

"Uh," I began, "I have two brothers, Butch and Boomer. No, I'm not married, and I don't have any kids." Not like I'd really want any.

"Any more questions?" Ms. Keane asked the class. They all shook their head no.

"Well, thank you Mr. Jojo for visiting our class today," Ms. Keane said, smiling. "It was a pleasure."

"Yeah, sure," I said awkwardly. "Thanks for having me."

"Okay class, say bye to Mr. Jojo!"

"Bye-bye!" The kindergartners said simultaneously.

Thank God that was over. Although, there is one thing that's bothering me… that little girl with pink eyes. I mean, the only other person who I know with light pink eyes is my ex, Blossom, but she couldn't have had kids this early, right? She's only two years younger than me, so she should only be about twenty-five. If that little girl is around four or five years old, then Blossom would have had her when she was around twenty-one. That just doesn't seem... logical. There's no way that's Blossom's kid. I have nothing to worry about.

I was on my way out until-

"Okay, class, it's Friday, so that means it's time for show and tell!" Ms. Keane said excitedly. "Bailey Utonium, why don't you come up first and show the class what you brought?" My red eyes widened in shock.

And then a bell rang inside my head.

Utonium. Those big, pink eyes. So that's why she seemed so familiar to me. Holy shit, I was wrong. She was Blossom's daughter. My mind can't even fathom this. How could she have moved on so quickly? I mean, sure, I've had my fair share of girlfriends, all who were extremely hot by the way, but it's not like I really liked them. At least, not as much as I liked Blossom. I still cared for Blossom… after all of these years. Hell, the only reason I even started a relationship with Berserk was because her physical appearance was so similar to Blossom's…

Blossom must be married by now, then. Fuck!

Shit, Brick, she's just some girl you dated for nearly two years in college, why are you getting so worked up over it? Why are you letting it bother you so damn much? You have all of these hot bitches on you 24/7. Yet you're still hung up over one girl who has apparently moved on with her life! What you had with her was five years ago, dude, get over it.

…But I can't get over it. She was the love of my life.

Oh God, I'm starting to sound like a fruit cup - sort of like Boomer. But… it was true. I can't deny that.

I finally reached the outside of the school building. I had a couple of hours before I headed over to practice. I leaned against the brick wall (Heh.) and rubbed my chin as I looked back on the day I left for the NFL.

Flashback - Five Years Ago

"So this is it," I held Blossom's left hand in mine, and stroked back a strand of her long, red hair with my right. "This is the end."

Her eyes were red, from all of the crying. She looked up at me and bit her lip. "I guess so."

I put my arms around her waist, embracing her. I pulled her closer to me, hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry, Blossom. I really am. It's just-"

"It's your dream," She said, finishing my sentence. She sighed, "I know."

"I still don't get why we have to break up," I said, pulling away, "We can try to make it work. You don't even want to try?"

"Brick, you're going to be traveling and you'll have to practice all of the time. You won't have time for me."

"You don't know that."

"But I do, Brick. You'll be practicing all day, and then you'll be too tired to hang out. I don't want to be with someone like that. I want someone who will have time for and will pay attention to me." She turned away from me, putting her head in her hands.

"Bloss," I turned her around to face me. "Just give it a chance. Please."

"I'm sorry," She said, shaking her head as more tears fell from her eyes. She said, her voice cracking, "It'll be best for both of us, Brick. You've got your dreams, and I've got mine… they would clash."

"Brick," My Dad, Monty Jojo said as he came up to me. "We have to get going. We need to meet with the coach."

"Just a minute, Dad, I'm kind of in the middle of something here."

"Well, hurry the hell up." He walked back over to the car where my brother, Butch, was.

"I wish you the best, Brick. I'll miss you," She buried her head into my chest and sobbed.

"I want you to promise me something, Blossom," I said. She pulled away from me and looked into my eyes. My big, red eyes.

"Never forget about me," I finally said. "I know we'll be going our separate ways, but just… never forget about me. I mean, if you want to date other people, it's fine, just always remember me. And I'll do the same."

"BRICK!" My Father exclaimed from the car.

"Damn it, Dad, I'm coming!"

"Oh, Brick," Blossom said, choking up tears. She stroked my cheek and said, "I'll never forget you, but I don't want to date other people..."

"But we're breaking up, Bloss. We have to see other people. I mean, it'll be hard for me to move on," I began, "But we can't stay hung up on each other."

She sighed, blinking her left eye to prevent a tear from coming out, "I-"

I cut her off by cupping her chin and bringing my lips to hers. We shared a sweet, passionate kiss. Although it only lasted for less than a minute, it seemed to last for much longer…

We pulled apart. I gave her one more hug and whispered "I'll always love you" in her ear.

…Okay, that was kind of sappy, I'll admit. But for her, I didn't care.

I waved goodbye to Blossom and her sister Buttercup, who was in the same area, and walked over to where my Dad and brother were. I got in the car, and my Dad pulled off.

When I looked back to where my ex-girlfriend was, I saw her in Buttercup's arms, sobbing hysterically.

End Flashback.

"I don't want to date other people," She told me. Yet she got over me so quickly by dating someone else almost immediately after and giving birth to their child? It took me over a year to start another relatonship!

I punched the brick wall out of anger. I felt pain almost immediately afterward. Shit.

Whatever, fuck it. But you know what? If Blossom has moved on, then I should move on also. Blossom is apparently living her life happily with her husband and child, while I'm sitting around moping over her ass. Brick Jojo doesn't mope around over one chick. Oh, no. Hell to the no. I'm going to get over her. Right now. And I should start by…

…Giving Berserk a phone call.

I hoped y'all liked it. And again, I'm sorry for updating nearly a week later. I'll try to update more quicker! I think I owe you guys that much.

The Reds will meet each other face to face soon (I actually don't know when... but it's soon!) so please don't fret!

Haha, anyways, I hope you guys liked it! Reviews would be nice! Thanks!