Bubble's P.O.V.

"Buttercup?! Get your lazy butt up!" I yelled, pounding on her door.

"No." She groaned.

I picked up the water bottle I had standing by and burst into her room.

"Last chance." I warned.

She pulled a pillow over her head, "Go away."

I opened the cap and poored the whole thing on her and she sat up with a murderous look on her face.

"You just brought out the beast, bitch." She hissed.

I ran laughing to my room so I could get ready.

"Bubs?" An annoying nasily voice asked.

I hated that nick name she had for me.

I sighed, "What is it Blossom?"

She made a whining noise, "I can't find my lipgloss! I'm going to have to use yours."

I giggled, "Well you have fun getting your hands on it."

She laughed snidely, "I already did. I'm going to have to keep it now, not like you have anyone to impress."

I growled, but let it slide. I did not need to be bothered by her today.

I slid on a dark blue and silver v-neck short sleeve shirt and dark blue skinny jeans. I stepped into my black stilleto boots and put my long blonde hair in pigtails. I hesitated as I approachd my makeup table, I only ever wore that dang lipgloss and eyeliner.

"Blossom?" I called sweetly.

"What do you want? I'm busy!" She yelled.

"Give me my lipgloss back!" I demanded.

"Um, no." She said simply. I pushed her door open and stomped in, snatching it from her grabby hands.

"Thank you." I said acidly.

She scoffed and flipped her hair, "Whatever. I wouldn't be caught dead wearing something that touched your skanky mouth anyway."

I was about to remind her who the real skank was, but decided she wasn't worth it. Buttercup walked out of her room, running her fingers through her short black hair.

"You look hot." She complimented.

I winked, "You don't look too bad yourself."

She looked really good actually. Tight dark green tanktop and loose black pants with dark green converse, along with eyeliner and faded green eyeshadow.

She hip bumbed me, "Go grab your bag, before Mitch makes us walk to school."

Right at that moment a red mustang pulled in and honked the horn. I giggled, Mitch was so impatient!

I pulled on my black and blue (like a bruise) messanger bag and raced Buttercup to the door.

"Bye professer!" We chorused and walked out the door.

A pink punch buggy pulled into the drive way, blaring 'We can't stop!' by Miley Cyrus.

Bunny honked the horn, "Blossom! Get your slutty ass in this car!"

Blossom waltzed out the door flipping her off with a perfectly manicured finger and they both laughed, driving off.

"Hey, Mitch!" I chirped getting into the back seat with Buttercup, Robin had stolen the front seat.

"Hey Bubbly Blue. Do I have news for you! Hey that rhymed!" He said excitedly.

I rolled my eyes, "What's the news?"

He tsked, "First, we have to pick Tyler up. And Mike."

Robin looked at him sadly, "Its been a year, Mitch. I know he was your friend-"

He cut her off furiously, "Is my friend. He still is my friend, okay? He just wants a taste of popularity."

Buttercup glared at nothing in particular, "He got more than just a taste. He's drowning in it, he's not coming back to the goth and geek group."

I pursed my lips, "One day goths and geeks will rule the world."

Mitch laughed, "I think you mean nerds will."

I looked at him, heart broken, "But I'm not smart!"

Robin smiled at me, "Then I guess that means you will be a lowly peasent."

I stuck my tounge out at her, "No way! I'll stage a take over, who's with me?!"

"Here here!" They all yelled, pumping thier fists in the air.

We stopped at Tyler's house and he sat down in the car silently, slamming the door.

I let out a low whistle, "Someone's on thier man-period."

He crossed his arms and gave me a look that said, 'I dare you to say something else.'

I put my hands up in surrender and asked him in a softer tone, "What's wrong?"

He just shook his head and remained silent.

I huffed, "You're just going to tell the whole thing to Mitch later anyway!"

Mitch interupted, "Someone go knock on Mike's door."

Everyone sat perfectly still so I groaned, "Fine!"

I jumped out of the car and jogged up to the door.

"What?" Mike snapped opening the door.

I flinched, "We're here to pick you up."

He laughed bitterly, "Listen Bubbles, it was cute the first couple times, but frankly I'm sick of this shit. You people are beneath me."

I scowled at him, "What happened to you, Mikey?"

He appeared to soften slightly at the sound of his old nick name from grade school.

A second later he was back to his new self, "Don't call me that. In fact, don't call me anything. Don't even talk to me, any of you. If I ever see any of you freaks on my property again, you're going to pay."

Princess stomped down his steps, looking at him lustfully, "Great night. Why the hell is this bitch here?"

I glared at her, "I was just leaving."

She flipped her frizzy hair, "Good because your bad hair is sarting to repulse me."

I smiled falsely at her, "At least mine's real."

She gasped, "My hair is as real as those nonexsistant boobs of yours."

I laughed genuinly, "Actually your hair is as fake as your plastic tits."

She snorted, "Whatever. Baby, get rid of her."

Mike shoved me and slammed the door as I fell on my butt.

"JERK!" I yelled dusting myself off.

I ran to the car and blocked the tears that threatened to escape.

"Are my boobs really that small?" I asked self conciously.

Buttercup put her hand on my shoulder, "No! You are a solid C- cup! Princess's are smaller and she got a boob job!"

Tyler winked at me, "I'm certainly impressed."

I punched his shoulder playfully and Robin laughed, "I never thought I'd hear you ask about boobs, little miss innocent."

I scowled at her, and Tyler nudged me and inclined his head to Mitch.

"Mitch?" I asked.

"He shoved you! He took that slut's side and was a complete ass hole to you! What the fuck is wrong with him? He knows damn well no one touches Bubbles. The one and only fucking rule!" He shouted.

I flinched, "Mitch, I'm fine."

He set his jaw, "There is nothing about this that is fine! That is the last straw, Mike is officially public enemy number one!"

I looked at him sadly before something hit me, "Why is the only rule not to touch me?!"

Tyler laughed and touched my nose, "Your breakable."

I glared, "I'm just as tough as Buttercup and Robin!"

Tyler raised his eyebrows and grabbed Buttercup's arm and mine and said, "Now get free."

Buttercup yanked and was free immeadiatly while I struggled and thrashed before finally giving up.

"You were holding me harder!" I accused.

He chuckled, "Actually, I was holding Buttercup's arm harder."

I sighed, "Fine, you win. Mitch, what was the big news?"

He seemed to brighten a little, "You know that gig we had at Jacob's Coffee House?"

I nodded eagerly.

"Well, it just so happens that a music producer was enjoying his latte while we were playing. He got my number and he wants us to participate in the battle of the bands!"

I shreiked, "The world wide one or the state?"

Mitch grinned, "State first and if we win... we are going on tour."

I screamed in excitement along with everyone else in the car.

"Could you freaks be anymore annoying?" Blossom asked from the sidewalk of the school.

Robin smiled, "Yeah we could have that nasal monstrosity you call a voice."

She glared at us and then singled me out, "Your really going to let this bitch do this to your own sister, Bubbles?"

I scoffed, "I would watch your mouth where my friends are concerned if I were you."

She scowled at me before flipping her hair and walking away.

"Can we make her public enemy number two?" Buttercup asked.

"Gladly." Mitch said as we all hopped out of the car.

"Excuse me?" Bunny asked with Blossom behind her.

"What do you want?" Tyler demanded.

She ignored him and got in Robin's face, "Did you make fun of my friend, you dumb whore."

Robin ignored her, "Hey Buttercup? Can I borrow five bucks?"

Bunny slapped her, "I'm talking to you bitch!"

I didn't think, I just acted. "Get the heck away from my friend!"

I punched her across the face and shoved her backwards and she growled, "It's on!"

She came at me and tried to slap me but I dodged her hand and tripped her so she fell on her face.

"And it's off. Don't you ever touch any of my friends."

Tyler was looking at me funny, so I jumped up and flicked him on the forehead, "I'm not that breakable."

He snorted, "So you won a chick fight, big whoop. I'd like to see you take on Robby, small fry."

I shuddered, "You couldn't even win in a fight with Robbin."

He shrugged, "Fair enough."

I walked with Buttercup to my locker, since hers was right next to mine and everyone else's was on the other side of the bulding.

"Oh my gosh did you see the new boys? They're so damn hot!" I heard a high pitched freshman say to her buddy.

"New kids?" I asked Buttercup, wearily.

She beamed, "Time to make your bets."

I groaned inwardly, Buttercup always made us guess what groups new kids would fall into.

I sighed, "We haven't even seen them yet. Wait 'till lunch."

She pouted, "Fine. I've got biology anyway."

She stormed away as the bell rang and I whimpered. Gym.