XxHi Fellow readers! I'm on vacation now, so you should be expecting more updates. Anyway, I should mention that the kiss that happened in the chapter before, was soon, but there is a reason behind it that comes later in the story. This is going to be a blues chapter. I especially loved this chapter, because bubbles is strong, and not what we usually see her as. Thanks for all the people who have reviewed and followed this story, because you guys inspire me to write more.

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Bubbles: POV

I sat there impatiently for my favorite class to begin. My whole body was shaking with excitement and joy for art, as I could already imagine the feel of the paint brush in my hands, as I let a massacre of colors to burst out to create another masterpiece.

I have a passion for art. It filled an unknowing void in my chest, and made me feel somehow loved.

I've always been considered, the runt of the litter, and art made me feel that none of that mattered. It made me feel special.

It's been six years since the villains in Townsville left, and it left me wondering what ever happened to them. But truly, I'm happy that they're gone. I get to live the high school life in peace, but every now and then I miss the glory days of fighting crime.

" Ok class, take your seats." said Ms. Clark, my wise and talented Art teacher.

I immediately focused my attention to the front, as we did our regular daily routines.

We were in the middle of our latest project when there was a knock on the door.

My back faced the front, so I just continued my painting as my teacher opened the door for the unknown stranger.

Boomer: POV

I walked in to my new classroom, as my eyes locked on the blonde luscious hair of my counterpart. Her hair was in pigtails that went with her perfect features. She was slim, and the apron she was currently wearing seemed too big for her small and fragile figure.

I saw as she dashed colors on a painting that I couldn't make out.

" Here, the class are working on "Their biggest fear" painting."

I could only make out a nod, as I continued to look at my counterpart, who seemed to completely ignore my presence. She was caught in her world as she painted, a world I could never step into.

The teacher noticed my staring, and brought me over to get a better view of the soon to be masterpiece.

What I saw shocked me.

A red devilish claw was glooming over our universe with a ray of blackness surrounding our oblivious world. And behind it, were three boys their faces completely blocked out besides their piercing eyes that sent shivers up my spine, knowing exactly whom they were.

All three boys had their arms over their chests. One boy in the far left had green eyes, with a green aura surrounding him. In the far right, there was a boy with blue eyes with a blue aura completely engulfing him. And in the middle was a boy with magma red eyes with the red aura lashing out throughout the painting.

" Boomer, here is my star pupil, Bubbles."

As soon, their teacher spoke her words Bubbles faced me her eyes locking on mine as the state of shock finally took place. She dropped her paintbrush from her hands and a loud CLANK echoed the room. She was shaking and it took me a while to see why.

I looked back at the painting then let myself get lost at the feeling behind it all. Then I settled my eyes unto hers, as I realized what I had done and what I'm about to do.

Bubbles, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Bubbles:POV

Six years. Six years of knowing he was dead. Knowing that I, myself nearly died. Me crying in my room cause of my doing. Was that all a lie?

I once more let myself get lost in his big blue eyes. Those eyes could hypnotize me to do anything, but not anymore. He used me. He treated me as if I was worthless piece of trash not bearable to keep in sight.

"What are you doing here?!" I screamed, as I could feel the heat rise to my face as my eyes began to water.

His glare softened and he began to step closer lifting his hand to try to touch my hand. I slapped his hand before he could get too close.

I'm not his toy. I'm not anyone's toy.

A flash of hurt were in his features, but I could care less. Now he knows how I felt all of this years. How I suffered and dwelt with the pain of knowing. And wishing to forget.

His face haunted me, to the point of me having gone to the point of insanity.

His mouth opened, as if he was trying to say something, but I raised my hand to tell him to stop.

" You know what? I don't care what you say. Keep it to yourself." I said trying to make venom drop from every word I spat at him.

The teacher stood there awkwardly between us as she tried to move Boomer to his table. But he just stood there, staring at me with confusion in his eyes.

Every now and then I took a quick glance to see how much he really changed.

His blonde hair was still the same as usual, untamed and messy. He had muscles that were noticeable through his blue shirt, he had baggy jeans, with a pair of blue converse. I made my way to his eyes again. Those hypnotizing blue eyes.

Not again Bubbles. Not ever again.

As the class came to an end, I took my apron off, gathered my books and left, only to find Boomer grabbing my hand in the last second.

I tried to force myself out of his grasp, but he didn't let go.

" What do you want? Let me go!" I screamed, using my free hand to try to force his hold off me.

" What happened to you Bubbles?! What happened to the girl I used to know?!" Boomer said trying to maintain his grip on me as long as possible.

"You want to know what happened? YOU happened! YOU! I was the airheaded, joyful, giggly girl, and you know where it got me? It got me and my sisters nearly killed! But you must be feeling pretty good about yourself. After all, you wanted us to stop being Powerpuff girls, so Mission Accomplished, right?" I said as I felt tears fall down the edges of my cheeks.

His grip softened and he let go my hand, and I ran off not even with a glance back, to leave Boomer to linger there with the words that have been spoken.

XxTaddaaaa. I ESPECIALLY love this chapter and I hope you do to. I tried to give you hints but I don't want you guys getting to smart on meThanks for reading, and please review and give me your opinions it would mean a lot:DxX