Heeey, What's up? Well, this is the school chapter!
How would people react with the Powerpuff Girls going to school with the Rowdyruff Boys?
Well, read and find out!
Warning; Cursing.
I do Not Own anything!
Enjoy.
Brick's POV
I hid the new suit in my closet of my newer room and made Bubbles promise not to tell Blossom just yet, and to not let anyone know.
I went to school the next day flying besides my brothers. The girls were already early. "You'd never understand these girls and school," I heard Butch mutter, obviously tiered.
"I told you not to stay up. We all went to sleep at 11 while you went to sleep at 2 or something. What were you doing?" I ask, curious about my brother's state of sleepiness.
"None of your business, that's what I did." Butch snapped.
"Alright." I answer, glaring at Butch. He looked very cranky. I shrugged it off, I didn't want to get influenced with Butch this early in the morning.
"Wait, Brick!" I heard Him's echoing voice behind me. I saw Him flying up to me when I turned around. He had a stack of papers in his claw. He stopped in front of me, "I need you to sign this." He said.
"What is it?" I ask, taking the papers trying to skim through it.
"Remember when you were watched 24/7 by blossom and you exclaimed that she was babysitting you? Well, I guess your time is up." He said, explaining it to me.
"What? It wasn't even 3 months yet." I say, muttering the last part to myself.
"She pulled some strings and got you free. I think she trusts you." He said, smiling with joy.
I knew Blossom trusted me, but 100% trust? I thought before it was 50% percent or some shit like that.
"Uhm," I manage to say signing my name in sloppy handwriting, "Thanks."
"No, thank Blossom." Him stated as he transported away, leaving a white flash. The white flash soonly disappeared, leaving me all alone. My brothers went to school without me. I shrugged, oh well. When I landed in front of the new high school, I pulled out the schedule. I skimmed through it and memorized it,
1st Bell - Mathematics
2nd Bell - Language Arts and Reading
3rd Bell - Writing
4th Bell - Gym
5th Bell - Science
6th Bell - Art
7th Bell - Lunch
8th Bell - Social Studies
I put it in my messenger bag and went to math class. When I entered in the class, I saw Blossom all the way in the back with an empty seat next to her. I floated towards the seat next to her, gaining pairs of eyes on my back every second.
"He can fly?",
"He's cute.",
"Oh my god, he's a Rowdyruff Boy!",
"Isn't he good now?",
"Say hi to him.",
"Ask him out on the girls choice, Lindsey!"
I lazily throw my book bag on the floor next to Blossom and sit next to her.
"Can't you hear them?" Blossom whispers, too low for a regular human to hear.
I nod.
"Why don't you say hi to them. They look nice and single." She smirked.
"They look like sluts." I mutter.
Blossom giggled, and a red-haired girl sent daggers at Blossom. She literally had red hair. Blood red. I sent her a glare but she just seemed to smirk and wave.
The teacher walked in a moment later. "Hello, class. Well, today we have a new two new students. Brick, Blossom, would you come to the front of the class and introduce yourselves to the class?" Said the brunette teacher.
We floated to the front of the class, our arms crossed. "Well, you know me. I'm a Powerpuff Girl. Blossom Utonium. I like school and want a really great future for myself." I closed my eyes and sucked in Blossom's angelic voice.
"I have a question," said a deep voice in the background, "Are you single?" My eyes widened and I snapped up to look who was it that asked that question. It was a a boy with deep violet eyes. He had brown hair, sticking up all over the place. I glare at him frowning.
Blossom looks at the teacher who's reading a book, not paying attention to the class.
"Uhm, yes. Currently. I am." Said Blossom, flushing a pink hue on her cheeks. She floated back to her seat. All eyes were now on me.
"Well, what do you want to know about me?" I snap at the crowd.
The boy with the violet eyes looked at me and raised his hand, "Why are you a son of a bitch?" he asked.
"What?" I ask, not believing what this boy said. Surely I mistook him.
"Why. Are. You. A. Son. Of A. Bitch?" He said more clearly.
"Aye, I don't know who think you are, but you better watch that little mouth of yours." I say, sneaking a quick glance at the teacher who was now wearing headphones tapping her foot to some heavy metal that I could hear across the room.
He walked up to me and smirked right in front of me. "Who do you think you are?" He asked, mocking my tone.
"Why don't you come here and find out?" I ask, rolling my sleeves up. He cracked his knuckles.
"You go first," I smirk.
He punched me on my chest. He flinched once he punched me. Of coarse, my abs were made out of steel. Not literally, though.
I form an energy ball in my hand. He starts backing away as the crowd stared in awe. "You shouldn't of done that." I state. Before I could make a move, somebody tugged the hem of my shirt. I turned around and end up meeting Blossom's pink eyes. The energy ball disappeared right after I calmed down and stopped floating. She stared at me and smiled. "You shouldn't do that. You know he could get killed by one punch from you." She said.
"And that's why I should punch him." I say, looking up at the dude who looked like all of the color of his face drained and faded. He was pale. Once the teacher looks up and see's us all seated whispering and talking, she get's up and teaches the class.
When the bell rang, Me and Blossom were the last ones to walk out of the class. "You should be careful. They'd turn you into jail. But here's a tip. Say you were with the Powerpuff Girls or it was self defense and you'd be safe and sound. Then people would know not to mess with you." Blossom informed me.
It turned out that me and Blossom had most of our classes together, but I had one of them with Butch and two of them with Buttercup and Boomer. The class with Butch was the most amusing. I found out the name of the kid who had the guts to stand in my face and call me a son of a bitch. But he stood up to Butch, too. I laughed my ass off when Trent got up and walked to Butch when Mr. Frank, writing teacher, ran out of the room to use the bathroom.
"What the fuck do you want?" Asked Butch.
"I'm not here for you. I'm here for the sexy lady next to you. What's your name? Buttercup?" I instantly frown when I see Butch stare at him filled with rage and furry. His face turned red as he started shaking. If I learned anything in all those years as a child with Butch you never, EVER flirt with his girlfriend.
Ever.
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Did you like it? Well, what do you think Butch will do? Will he get sent to jail after assaulting Trent? I made up that name, just because I didn't know what else to name him. Well, I hope you liked it. Review!
I'm going to practice tomorrow right after school, so the next chapter won't be uploaded after 6 because that's when I come home to my beloved computer.
Hope you like the next chapter.
~Midnight Swagger