"Go away Brick, just leave me alone," Breeze cried out as I pulled her hair.
"Sorry," I whispered in her ear, so no one else could hear, "I truly am sorry." I pinched her arm and she cried out again. I snatched the paper bag out of her hand. "Brick give them back, please," she moaned and tried jumping to get them.
"Brick hand them over before we clobber you," Blossom yelled.
"Fat chance," I mocked them. I turned and Buttercup swiftly kicked me in the face. I dropped the bag and ran off, so I could hear the next part of the plan. "Here you are," Bubbles picked up the bag and gave it to Breeze, "Hey you're the new girl right, why was brick picking on you."
"Yeah I'm the new girl, and I don't know why he was picking on me," she sniffled. Boy, this girl was good. "What's in your bag," Blossom asked and touched Breeze's shoulder. I could sense that Breeze was uncomfortable but it was a smile price to pay to what was about to happen. "My mama made cookies for everyone, so I could make some new friends because ever since my brothers death I've never been the same, I've always felt hollow and lonely," she explained, wiped her eyes and fished out three cookies from her bag, "My mama's cookies are the best in the world." The girls took the cookies and ate them, "Wow, they're lovely," Bubbles laughed. The bell rung and she walked away, "See you in class," she chirped before turning the corner and looking at me.
"That went well," I smiled.
"Thank you," she smiled back and hugged me. At first I was startled but I wrapped my arms around her slim body for a couple seconds. "Sorry," she blushed deeper.
"You look beautiful when you blush," I said absentmindedly, slowly stroking her cheek with my right index finger. "But I have a permanent blush," her forehead creased in confusion. "Precisely," I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to class.
"Where did you go," Boomer asked as we walked into class.
"Watch and learn RowdyRuffs," She laughed and sat in her seat next to me. We were in a different classroom because the first one got destroyed by an unknown explosion, but me and my brothers know different. I was about to open my mouth and ask how does she know our group name when she silenced me with a finger on the lips. 'Later' she mouthed. Half way through the class Blossom, Bubble and Buttercup began groaning and clutching their stomachs. They raised their hands. "Yes girls," the new teacher said.
"May we please be excused?" they said together.
"One at a time girls, Bubbles you first."
"Thank you, Sir," she ran out of the room. Blossom and Buttercup began groaning louder. Breeze smiled at me, then Boomer and then finally Butch. She motioned with her fingers, three …… two …… one. The remaining girls began making indecent noises.
"Girls cut out those noises," the teacher yelled. Their faces turned red with embarrassment. Breeze had a smug smile planted on her face. Blossom started at Breeze in despair and horror, "You!" The noises got louder.
"Sir, Blossom and Buttercup are stinking out the whole room," Butch tried to suppress a smile. "Girls, I said cut it out, NOW," the teacher yelled again, his face turning red.
"Butch, now, now, if the girls want to start of their own band of trumpets let them, just tell me when they are accepting new members," Boomer laughed. The whole class room erupted in laugher. "Open a window, please," some one yelled.
"What did you do," I whispered. She pulled out an opaque, white bottle that had the word LAXATIVE written on it. "Its revenge, meet me outside after class, I need to talk to you," she whispered before the bell shrilled.
"Blossom, Buttercup, I want to see you when everyone has gone," the teacher was fuming. Breeze laughed lightly before getting off her seat. "Let me tell my brothers to go ahead," I waved to her.
"Yeah, we know, you want to go off with your girlfriend, that's fine with us, we were just going to terrorise the new trumpet band, that's all," Butch laughed.
"Ok guys see ya later, tell me how they react," I ran out of class.
She was waiting for me outside, leant against the wall. "Come with me, I'll race ya," she smiled, competitively. I nodded once and began running at human speed. She zoomed past me so I kicked it up a couple notches until I was side by side against her. "How are you going so fast," I breathed.
"Just a natural talent, I was the fastest in my last school, well before I got kicked out," she laughed. "Why? What did you do?" I asked.
"First, I tied the principle to the flag pole by his underwear, the I burned the science teacher with some chemicals and after that I set my history teachers hair on fire," she chuckled as we ran into the forest. "How much further," I breathed heavily.
"Right about …………………… here," she skidded to a halt and so did I. In front of me was a small table, a chair, a sofa and a hammock. "Where are we," I asked bewildered.
"My home, and now I am going to explain," she said, her eyes wild.
