BF 2

Blossom grabbed some punch and circulated Princess's party. She sniffed the punch, though, and made a face. "That is this? Fruit punch flavored syrup and vodka?"

"Actually, it's strawberry wine, cherry martinis and vodka." Dexter corrected, coming up beside her.

Blossom smiled. Dexter was always precise, and critical.

She met his eyes, which wasn't hard, considering they were almost the same height, with her being and inch above him.

"You look like the Aurora Beta, Blossom." Dexter said, referring to the space aurora he'd won the Nobel prize for finding.

"Thanks," she beamed. She chosen her new party outfit of a pair of super high top All-Star converse, black-and-pink-striped thigh high socks, a black denim skirt, and a pale pink dress shirt with a slate grey vest over it. Her hair was loose and flowing around her. She'd wanted to get Brick to notice her vamped appeal, but he'd just ushered her out the door.

"I didn't think this party was your scene, Dexter." Blossom conversed.

"Well, Belinda asked me to accompany her. I did not have any engaging plans, though I considered watching paint dry on the walls of my room, so I decided to come. I had a feeling Brick Jojo would bring you; you two are such close friends."

Though Dexter didn't mean it, the jab hurt like crazy.

She smiled anyways, and set the spiked punch down. "I better go find my sisters..." She sped away from the red-headed menace to find Brick, or Bubbles... Even Princess.

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Brick slung an arm around some brunette's shoulders and smiled into her eyes. He had tossed back about five glasses of punch in the half hour he'd been there and wasn't much buzzed; just slightly off balance.

"You know... We could go somewhere more private..." the brunette purred.

Brick frowned and tried to stay interested in the brunette. But it was hard when your vamped out best friend stalked past with Mark Michelson- Mitch's cousin- on her tail being a drunk bastard.

Ever since Buttercup started dating Butch, and Boomer had began "courting"- that faggy old custom- Bubbles, Blossom had gotten triple the admirers. She either needed a boyfriend, or a blocker.

"Brick... Are you listening?"

"I am, Carol." Brick absently stated, tracking Blossom.

"My name is Stephanie; Carol's my older sister."

Brick nodded like he cared because honestly, he didn't.

He saw Mark grab Blossom's forearm and drag her closer, only for her to right hook him to the floor. Mark didn't stay grounded long and was back on his feet in seconds.

Grimacing, Brick retracted his arm and got to his feet, anger burning the alcohol away. He stomped over to the ever-repulsive pudgy wide receiver and dragged him up by the collar. Being six-foot-two had it's perks.

"Didn't I say don't mess with Pinkie?" he growled in Mark's ear.

The nineteen year old frat boy mug have been stoned because he grinned. "She was askin' for it. Beggin' for it, Brick."

Brick ran Mark into the nearest wall and snarled in his face. "I don't care if she signed a fucking contract. You mess with the Puffs you get Ruff'd up. Got it, drop out?"

He banged Mark once more on the wall for good measure- and his peace of mind- and began to leave.

Mark wasn't done yet though. "What do you care, brick head? Don't you have Berserk? They're like the same, right?"

"What the-"

"Blossom! You're causing a scene at my party! How did you even get in here?!" Princess showed up in an emerald green strapless thigh length dress. She glared at Blossom, who looked hotter that she (Princess) ever could.

"She's my plus one. Problem with it, Princess?" Brick demanded. He was still riling.

Princess backtracked fast. "No- I just want her to have a little punishment is all. She caused a ruckus, she has to sing a song."

Brick cursed. Blossom had a thing about her voice. She didn't like public singing, ever since Princess bribed the talent show judges into telling Blossom her singing was worse than a cat being neutered.

"Okay." Blossom replied, shocking them all. "Bring on the karaoke machine.

Several minutes later the parlor was transformed into a stage with a karaoke machine installed. Blossom handed the DJ, Mitch, her iPod and said, "Track three, please."

Princess scoffed next to him. "Probably opera..." she muttered.

Brick thought so too. And then Avril Lavigne's Best Damn Thing began.

"Let me hear you say hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Alright, now let me hear you say hey hey ho

Hey hey ho

I hate it when a guy doesn't get the door

Even though I told him yesterday and the day before

I hate it when a guy doesn't get the tab

And I have to pull my money out and that looks bad

Where are the hopes? Where are the dreams?

My Cinderella story scene?

When do you think they'll finally see?

That you're not, not, not gonna get any better

You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me, never

Like it or not even though she's a lot like me

We're not the same

And yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a lot to handle

You don't know trouble, I'm a hell of a scandal

Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen

I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen

Alright, alright

Yeah

I hate it when a guy doesn't understand

Why a certain time of month I don't want to hold his hand

I hate it when they go out and we stay in

And they come home smelling like their ex-girlfriends

I found my hopes, I found my dreams

My Cinderella story scene

Now everybody's gonna see

That you're not, not, not gonna get any better

You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me, never

Like it or not, even though she's a lot like me

We're not the same

And yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a lot to handle

You don't know trouble, I'm a hell of a scandal

Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen

I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen

Give me an A! Always give me what I want

Give me a V! Be very very good to me

R! Are you gonna treat me right?

I! I can put up a fight

Give me an L! Let me hear you scream loud

Let me hear you scream loud

One, two, three, four!

Where are the hopes? Where are the dreams?

My Cinderella story scene?

When do you think they'll finally see?

That you're not, not, not gonna get any better

You won't, won't, won't, you won't get rid of me, never

Like it or not, even though she's a lot like me

We're not the same

And yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a lot to handle

You don't know trouble, I'm a hell of a scandal

Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen

I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen

Let me hear you say hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Alright, now let me hear you say hey hey ho

Hey hey ho

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen!"

The crowd cheered and people applauded like crazy.

As she exited the stage, Brick picked through the crowd to congratulate her. Only to stop when Dexter Boy-Genius appeared next to her.

"Astounding, Blossom! You are an muse of Apollo with that voice."

Brick growled low in his throat. Mark's word replaying in his head. What do I care, he silently agreed.

AnimeKitty: Hurray for song inserts! I've been meaning to have Blossom sing. Perfect! Oh, there's a time skip in the next chapter. Ch 1& 2 are fall-winter, next is summer. Review please. I never thought this story would be a big hit...