A/N: Hello everyone! I'm really extremely very sorry for not updating sooner! I've been really busy and I feel just terrible for not updating even when I told some people I would :( Like I said I've been busy and will a small idea of what I've been busy with later at the end, that is if you really care about what's been going on. Anyways I will bore you no longer! On with the story!

The second the school came into sight I pulled out my phone and dialed the number as fast as I could. "Corey I'm here, get a slip ready," I said as soon as he answered. Then I sprinted as fast as I could. It had been so long since I actually ran on school grounds. It felt good to finally hear the thudding of my feet against the pavement, to feel my heart pounding, letting the clear morning air into my lungs more than I would have if I was just walking. I felt amazing.

As I ran by Corey, I grabbed the late slip and my schedule from his hands. Corey is a friend I made when I was twelve and I started visiting the high school so he knows it's kind of hard for me to break out of my summer sleeping habits since I'm usually late the first few days. It may come to surprise anyone to know that Corey isn't a student here; he's a teacher. I was his favorite student in gym, but as time went on he started cutting me some slack for being late to school since I help him with anything every once and a while.

"Good luck! You have Mr. Norris first period," Corey called after me. Damn it! Mr. Norris is a science teacher with an infamous reputation for having a short temper with students. Since I'm about fifteen minutes late, I'm sure he'll be furious. Just my luck.

"You're late miss…" Mr. Norris said when I came into the room.

"Utonium," I panted. Wow I need to start working out again, I thought. Mr. Norris nodded and pointed to an empty seat.

"Sit down now, I will not waste any of my time explaining the class rules again so ask your new partner to explain them for you." I obeyed, but the only seat left was next to the boy I ran into earlier. Out of anyone in the world, why'd I have to be stuck with this guy?

"Funny meeting you here, I see you're his favorite," he said as I sat down.

"I see you got here just fine," I whispered. He smiled.

"Would've been better if you came with me."

"It would have been better if my car had started this morning. What're we supposed to be doing now anyway?" I asked. He looked towards the window with a very bored expression.

"Nothing, just talk and catch up with friends," he answered.

"Okay… Speaking of friends do you recognize anyone? You said you just moved back right?"

"A few, but I don't think they've noticed me yet."

"Then talk to them," I said simply. It sounded obvious, shouldn't he at least say hi to his old friends?

"I'm not sure if I want to; my last day was more of a stupid gossip topic than an actual last day."

"Why?" I thought people would be sad and say their last goodbye's before they'd move.

"I got into a fight with someone."

"Well that shouldn't matter. You seem like a great guy despite your flirtatious actions, I think what once they see you again; they're going to love you," I encouraged, giving a warm smile.

"Miss Utonium, may I have a word with you?" Mr. Norris asked. I inwardly groaned and walked on over, I didn't want to deal with him.

"Yes?" He folded his hands over his desk and looked me straight in the eye. Oh great, this can't be good.

"For future references make sure you're here on time. I don't like to repeat myself so listen closely. If you are late, or caught talking, or being disrespectful you will be automatically get a lunch detention where you'll file paper work, clean the class room, and do whatever it is I feel like having you do. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"But since I'm feeling generous I will let you off with a warning instead of giving you a detention for this time. Consider this as a first day back gift, your welcome." He said, giving a smile that seemed forced.

"Thank you very much Mr. Norris. I will -"

"That's Buttercup?!" Someone shouted. I turned to see the new boy pointing at me with a mixture of surprise and disbelief, beside him was Princess the school gossiper. What on earth is wrong with these people? I asked myself. I rolled my eyes and turned back towards the teacher. Usually I don't roll my eyes or ignore anyone unless I'm alone with my sisters but somehow this action just felt…right.

"What? Am I not worth your acknowledgement anymore little Buttercup?" he asked, clearly annoyed.

"Did you just call me little?" I asked.

"Oh I'm sorry little Miss 'Go die in a hole.' Do you prefer Butterbutt instead?" Before I knew what was going on, I found myself whirling around and was face-to-face with him.

"Excuse me what is your problem?"

His face twisted in anger as he glared down at me. "My problem?"

"Yes! Have I offended you in some way because I don't remember you acting like this a minute ago!" I yelled.

He stared at me for a moment, "You… don't remember me?" He asked slowly.

"What on earth are you talking about?" The boy let out a bitter laugh.

"You don't remember a boy named Butch Jojo? Or did you forget all about him along with your short tempered old self?" He asked.

"Butch?" I repeated. How could I forget? He's the reason why I'm different. "You're Butch? That Butch? I thought I'd never see you again." I sneered.

"Same here, but I'm glad I did. Looks like you took my advice after all," he snorted. I couldn't help but clench my hands as I remembered our last words. Why'd he have to bring that up?

"Get over yourself! I didn't take your stupid advice, I forgot all about you as soon as you left. I felt so happy when you finally left I wanted to throw a party!"

"Yeah well once you were out of my life I actually threw a party!" He shouted.

"I bet no one showed up 'cause no one wants to go to a party with you!"

"Coming from the girl who just loved hanging out with me!"

"I didn't love hanging out with you, you big pompous -" I froze. What am I doing? This isn't how I'm supposed to act! I smiled sweetly and made my voice sound light and happy. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me; I hope I didn't hurt your feelings. Sorry but if you'll excuse me I have to finish my discussion with the teacher." Butch's mouth dropped open and he stared at me with a dumbfounded expression. The look on his face was priceless.

"Um… I don't know what just happened but I think this guy and I should switch seats. I think it'd be best if I was your partner, don't you think Buttercup?" Jacob said, appearing at my side.

"NO!" I shouted, "I mean, thanks but it's just um… a small performance. Just like the good old day's right Butch?" I grabbed Butch's arm and smiled brightly at him, attempting to look innocent. At first Butch didn't move, which scared the living daylights out of me, then suddenly his face brightened as he smiled and put his arm over my shoulder.

"Yeah, haven't you ever heard of our little performances before? We're pretty famous around here for them," He said calmly.

Jacob glared at Butch before glancing around the room and I didn't dare breathe for fear of getting caught lying. I felt bad for it, but the very thought of being stuck with him drives me insane.

"You three! Sit back down now!" The teacher commanded. Jacob, Butch and I sat down immediately, and soon the teacher made his way toward my table.

"I don't care what performance you two are doing; you're not going to distract or disrupt my class. And you," he said turning to Jacob, "you don't get to make decisions of who's partners with who. That's my decision; no one gets to leave their seats for the rest of the period." The second Mr. Norris sat back down at his desk; I let out a relieved sigh.

"Thanks, I owe you one." Butch just shrugged.

"Whatever, who is he anyway?" he asked. I groaned and rested my head on my hand. Does he always need to bring up the worst things?

"He's someone who's been bugging me all summer," I explained.

"Aren't you annoyed yet?" he asked.

"Beyond annoyed." I couldn't help but glance at Butch when he gave a soft chuckle. "What?"

"Nothing it's just, I can't help but give this guy some credit. You must've beaten him badly and he's still bugging you," he laughed.

That's what the old me would've done isn't it? I thought to myself. He glanced my way and his smile faded a bit.

"You haven't done anything yet, have you?" It didn't really sound like a question. I gave a small nod. "Aw, did Buttercup grow soft over the years?" He asked. I shot him a glare before elbowing him in the ribs. "Ow!"

"Don't even joke like that," I spat.

"Then why haven't you done anything? You would've just told him to leave you alone, or beat him up if he didn't. You wouldn't have lied to him about us acting; you would've just told him you don't want to switch seats! What is up with you? Where's the Buttercup I know?" he questioned.

"She's been gone for a long time now," I whispered, barely audible. We stayed quiet for the rest of the period, and every second seemed to be bugging the living day lights out of me. After four years of not hearing from each other, this is all we say? Why does our first conversation have to end like this? What an idiot, I thought. Moments after the bell rang, Butch grabbed my arm; refusing to let go when I tried to pull away.

"How long has she been gone?" He asked. I look at him with mild interest, but avoided his eyes.

"About four years," I answered.

"So after I left?"

"Of 5course not! No way she'd leave because of you!" He just smiled.

"If I made the old you go away, then I'll make her come back," he stated confidently.

"Are you willing to take that challenge?" I asked, finally meeting his gaze.

"Unlike you, I stayed the same. I don't let others change who I am, because that's not their decision to make." With that he walked out of the class room, heading to his next class.

Blossom's POV

Okay, we may have had the first four periods and lunch together but that was a coincidence. A coincidence! There's no way we'd have fifth period together too!

"Hey Pinky." Oh c'mon! "Mind if I sit here?" Brick asked.

"Yes actually I do."

"That's great then!" he said and sat down in the chair next to mine. I groaned.

"Can't you sit somewhere else?"

"Nope," he smiled and I silently seethed. Before I had the chance to speak the teacher walked in.

"Hello everyone, I'm Mr. Brown. Welcome to AP Science! We'll begin this year with something fairly simple. You will get to pick a partner and the two of you will research an animal, create a poster and then write a report. This will be a great opportunity to learn more about nature and your classmates. Now here is a list of animals and a rubric guide you. This is due in exactly two weeks, get to work." I was about to call over a friend of mine when Brick grabbed my arm.

"So what're we doing partner?"

"Who said we were partners?"

"I did," he grinned.

"And I'm saying we're not, so go find someone else."

"Aw, don't be so cold Blossy," he faked pouted.

"The name's Blossom," I corrected.

"Blossom, can I speak to you for a moment?" Mr. Brown called. I shot Brick a glare before leaving, but knowing I was upset with him only made his smile bigger.

"Yes Mr. Brown?"

"Unfortunately you won't get to choose your partner. I've decided that for you already," He said.

"Who?"

"Brick Jojo."

"What?! Why?!"

"Brick just transferred here and I need you to set a good example for him. From what I understand he's a smart boy, he just doesn't care enough about school to focus on his work, that's where you come in. You could look after him and make sure he gets his work done," He explained.

"Why me? Can't it be someone else?"

"Nope, it has to be you."

"But Mr. Brown -" I began.

"No buts Blossom do it."

"Mr. Brown I -"

"I'll give you extra credit." I froze. Is he bribing me? Mr. Brown looked at me and gave an innocent smile. "Think about it. Getting extra credit on the very first assignment of the year, an excellent start don't you think?"

"…Fine." I sighed and walked over to where Brick was smirking.

"How about a mountain lion? That's a good start don't you think," he said as I approached.

"Why a mountain lion?"

"Just a thought; if you want we could -"

"No, that's okay, what do you want to do? The poster or the report?"

"I don't care whichever's fine." We continued to small talk for the rest of the period and it actually surprised me how focused he seemed; his reactions to this project was nothing like how I'd imagine him to be, I don't get how Mr. Brown could've thought he didn't focus. Not once had he attempted to bug me with sarcasm, he just looked over the small list of things we'll need for the poster and added suggestions. Brick actually seems like he could be a good lab partner.

After a while he suddenly asked, "We're working at your house or mine?"

"Yours. If you come over to mine, Butch might want to tag along to annoy Buttercup and I don't think she'll be happy about it," I explained.

"Alright, I'll see you then after school." He said, getting up.

"Where're you going?" I asked just as the bell rang.

"To class duh, you should get going to," He called over his shoulder as he walked away.

"Do we have next period together?"

"Probably." Then he was out the door. I let out a small sigh as I collected my things; wondering what would happen next period… if I had it with him that is. It's a possibility but it's not a hundred percent certain… Wait! Why do I care if we have another class together? I don't! I just want to know where we'll meet to go to his house! Yeah… I shook my head and quickly ran off to my next class.

Boomer's POV

I couldn't help but smile to myself as I saw her take a seat right beneath the clock in class. Even when we were kids she always took that seat giving me the excuse to glance at her. Honestly I've always tried to stop looking, but her captivating beauty never fails to lure me in. She had sunshine blonde hair; amazingly beautiful light blue eyes that could make an aquamarine gem seem dull and lifeless in comparison, and a bright white toothed smile that would put the sun to shame. Everything about her seemed flawless. Her graceful movements, her gentle touch, and her sweet voice; she was perfect.

Sometimes I can't help but feel like a total moron for not noticing her the very second my brothers and I moved to Townsville. Instead, I noticed her at a party the first year we moved here.

(Flashback)

I sloppily pulled on a blue sweeter with white snowflakes as I ran down the stairs. Butch, of all people, was rushing me into getting ready as quickly as possible because he and Brick were invited to a Christmas party by the same people they annoy every day, Blossom and Buttercup. It will always remain a mystery to me as to how they got invited. They would pick on those girls every day, as if that were the only option in the world, while I just hung out with friends. Girls have always been the last thing on my mind so I never understood why my brothers would always be around them, but at least it gave me a reason to tease them.

"C'mon guys! I don't want to be late!" Butch yelled.

"Since when do you care about being on time?" Brick asked.

"He just wants to see his girlfriend!" I teased.

"She's not my girlfriend!" Butch shouted, a blush forming on his cheeks.

"Coming from the guy who's always with her!" I yelled back, taking a glance towards Brick who started laughing like a maniac, which only made Butch's blush grow brighter.

"Okay fine, what about you?" He growled.

"Me?" I repeated.

"Yeah! Don't think I didn't notice how you're always staring at the blonde!" He smirked. I racked my brain for a girl with blonde hair that could've sparked my interest, nothing came up.

"What blonde?" I asked.

"C'mon! You can't be that stupid! The girl from class!" I gave him a blank stare and shook my head slightly. Butch sighed. "She's Butters and Pinky's sister!"

Their sister? I vaguely remember a small girl in the back ground whenever my brothers were with the raven and red haired girls, but I mostly remember her because of where she usually sits. I think her name is Bubbles.

"I don't look at her; I look at the clock above her head. Lunch and recesses never ever come fast enough," I sighed sadly.

"So you're saying you don't like her?" Brick asked.

"Ew no! Girls have cooties!"

"We're not five anymore Boomer! Girls don't have cooties." Brick smacked me upside the head.

"Yeah Boomer grow up!" Butch sneered.

"I am grown up!"

"Then prove it!" Brick shouted.

"How?"

"Gee Boomer; aren't you supposed to be grown up now? Think of something!"

"Fine I'll….I'll….I'll give her a flower!"

"A flower?" Brick scoffed. "Lame."

"And a hug!"

"That's not enough, you gotta -"

"No wait it is! Cuz I bet he's gonna chicken out as soon as he gets the chance!" Butch laughed.

"Five bucks says he'll chicken out after the flower!" Brick called.

"Ten bucks says he'll chicken out at the door!"

"And if I don't?" My question floated in the air for a second, my brothers just stared at me as if I had said something unimaginable, then the room erupted with laughter. Butch began rolling on the floor, holding his stomach while Brick had tears in his eyes and pounded his fists on the table. Each second that passed made me want to beat the crap out of them. But I don't have a chance if it's two against one. I wanted to prove I was just as grown up as them, so I just glared down at them until they were too out of breath to continue.

"Then we'll give you all our money," they stated.

I grinned. "Let's get started!"

As we rang the doorbell I began to get nervous as hell. Butterflies seemed to be crashing into the walls of my stomach and my palms became sweaty. My heart was pounding so loudly I was afraid my brother's would hear it and my body was shaking so hard it seemed like I was trapped in ice or something; I never felt so nervous! I held the little flower tightly, as if my very life depended on it, and tried to force myself to stop shaking but it didn't work.

"See, he's shaking! Told ya he'd give up at the door." Butch sneered. Every thought of backing out vanished as I clenched the flower determinedly. I'll show them! I thought, storming right past the man who had opened the door. The place was crowded with so many people it made me wonder how I would ever be able to find my target; then she ran into me. She looked up at me innocently under long eyelashes, her hair brighter then gold and her eyes shined like stars. She wore a simple Santa-dress, but she made it look amazing; it was knee-length, blue with white fluff around the bottom, the hat was the same color too. She wore black elbow length gloves and black boots. Her soft looking pink lips pulled back into a shy smile and she brushed away a stray hair behind her ear.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you like that. I wasn't looking." Her voice was gentle and sweet. I felt a strange feeling creep its way into my heart, as if wanting to control my mind. It took all my self-control to keep my hand from reaching out towards her and stroke her hair to see if it was as soft as it looked, to keep from looking deep into those incredibly bright blue eyes, from melting away at the sound of her voice, to keep my mind from losing sight of my goal. Reluctantly I tore away from her gaze and shoved a small rose in her face.

She gently took the flower from my hand and I noticed my brothers looking at me expectantly. I straightened out turned back to her determinedly only to have her come crashing into me again, but this time in a hug. Luckily I was smart enough to ignore my first instinct, and hugged her back long enough for my brothers to know what was happening.

"Thank you so much!" She squealed, smiling at me brightly. I couldn't help but blush at the sight of her smile; after all she looks really cute right now.

"Sure thing," I said, smiling in return.

"C'mon! Let's go put this in a vase," she said grabbing my hand. I turned around and smiled wickedly at my brothers. Their eyes bugged out of their heads and their mouths literally hit the floor at the sight of me holding hands with a girl. Never in my entire life have I ever seen such an expression on their faces, man I wish I had a camera! Bubbles lead me away from my brothers gaping faces and into the kitchen. I was so focused on them that I hadn't noticed when she'd let go, either that or my hand was still warm from her touch. "You know," she began, "I never got your name."

"Boomer."

"I'm Bubbles."

I smiled brightly at her, taking her hand in mine and giving a small shake. "Nice to meet you Bubbles." She opened her mouth to say something but was stolen away by her sister Pinky, apparently their father needed them. I watched sadly as she walked away, leaving me forlorn for the first time in my life. When I reunited with my brothers later that night, they did the honor of coughing up their cash but at the moment I couldn't care less. All I wanted was to see her face again and get to know her better so that maybe, just maybe, the mystery to this weird feeling I have now can be solved. That way, I wouldn't have to be distracted by a girl ever again.

(End flashback)

Thinking back to that first day, I can't help but laugh at myself a little. Who would've known that I would still have that weird feeling, but stronger now more than ever since I'm older and she's become more radiant than I could ever imagine. When we were kids we didn't hang out with each other for very long during school, so sometimes I wonder how things will work out between us. But this time would be different. This time I will act calmly when we talk to each other, I'll find a way to hang out with her more, and I'll listen to every word she has to say. I'll be a gentleman.

Classes seemed to fly by and I began to get bored so I headed straight for my new locker after 4th period. My intention was to figure out where my belongings would go so I wouldn't have to worry about it later; instead I felt a pair of eyes on me. Her eyes. I glanced up and met her gaze, which seemed puzzled; as if she was trying to figure something out.

"What?" I asked.

A/N: And there you have it! I'm pretty sure you know what happens from there :) Sorry I'm having a lazy day and don't feel like writing everything out in Boomers POV and I'm really REALLY sorry for not updating sooner! I've been really busy dealing with rude bratty inappropriate fiver year olds, adults ten years older than me who thing they know everything, my laptop stealing brother, and my crazy lazy sister. I'm actually surprised I got this chapter done and am working on the next chapter right now and (If my brother doesn't take it too often this time) I'll have it out in about a week or two. No promises though! Sorry :( Thanks for reading this really boring authors note! Read and review!