A/N: I don't own The Powerpuff Girls. ON WITH THE STORY!

Bri's P.O.V.

We left the wedding dress and the gloves at Zee's school. I was in my normal outfit. We were talking as we walked home. "Bri! Hey! Hey Bri!" I heard Blake exclaim.

Zee and I turned and I saw Blake running towards us. "Hey Blake. What's up?" I asked.

"The sky," He told me.

Zee and I laughed and Blake smiled. "Good one," Zee said, chuckling.

"Thanks," Blake said, rubbing his neck, "Uh, hey Bri?"

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Do...you want to...uh...go out...with me?" Blake asked.

"Like a date?" I asked.

"Y-you don't h-have to i-if you don't w-want to," Blake said, looking at his feet.

I smiled and said, "I'd love to. Friday night?"

"Sure. Seven O'clock?" Blake asked, looking at me.

"Hmm. How about eight? I have to tuck Bobbie in," I said, giving him a half smile.

Blake smiled and said, "Sounds great. See you on Friday Bri."

After he walked away, Zee said, "Bri's got a boyfriend, Bri's got a boyfriend!"

"Zee, Blake is not my boyfriend," I told her.

"He did ask you out though!" Zee told me, "He could be your future boyfriend."

Our little argument went on until we got home. "Zee!" I exclaimed as we walked through the door, "He is NOT my boyfriend!"

"Who?" Eric asked, appearing in front of me.

"Blake. He asked me out on a date on Friday," I said, "And no. He's not my boyfriend."

"Not yet," Zee said as she shut the door.

"Zee," I said.

"Yep?" Zee asked.

"I need you to make me a dress. Preferably black. Preferably silk," I said.

"Yeah. And I need a good mil," Zee said, "I don't have black silk."

"It's in a trapdoor under your desk," I told her. Zee's eyes widened and she ran up the stairs as fast as she could.

"Is there really a trapdoor under her desk filled with black silk?" Eric asked.

"No. It's in the kitchen. I just didn't want Zee to know where it was," I said as I opened the trapdoor under the chair I always sit on. I grabbed the black silk and closed the trapdoor again. I got back to my feet just as Zee came running down the stairs.

"Liar!" Zee said, "Oh. Didn't want to know where the silk was really hidden?"

"Correct," I said, nodding.

I handed her the black fabric and she said, "I'll get to work now." She walked up the stairs and I heard her door slam.

"Tell me about Blake. Now," Eric said, sitting down.

"Mmm. No," I said, smiling.

"Why not?" Eric asked, frowning.

"You know him already. He's cool," I told my brother, "And it's only one date. You won't have to be like dad was when I brought home a guy to work on a science project when I was eleven."

"Yeah. That got messy," Eric said, "There was paste and glitter everywhere."

I shook my head and said, "Poor Peter." Eric and I laughed. When Peter left, he was covered from head to toe in glitter and glue.

"I think I'll take a nap. Wake me at five so I can make dinner," I said as I lied on the couch.

Eric's P.O.V.

Bri fell asleep on the couch after about a minute. The Gangreen gang came charging into the house soon after that. I drank my coffee and said to them, "Wake my sister and you all will die."

"She's asleep eh?" Ace asked.

"Yes," I said. I raised an eyebrow. "Why? Billy?"

"So we can go downstairs," Big Billy told me. The coffee cup dropped out of my hands.

"What?! You guys go down there and you will all die! By the hands of Bri!" I exclaimed.

"So don't be goin' and tellin' her," Ace said.

"Yeah! Don't tell her!" Lil' Arturo told me.

Then walked down the stairs. "They're dead," I said. I ran after them. I saw The Gangreen Gang messing with all of Bri's instruments and her sound system.

Ace put one of her disks in the player and I heard Bri's voice start to come out from the speakers. "Err. Hey. My name's Brianna. Anyway, I'm twelve years old and this is my digital diary. I know it's weird and all, but I guess it's better than writing my feelings down in a dumb book. I guess it's just easier for me to express my feelings through talking. Man, I hope nobody hears this," Bri's voice said. She chuckled. "Anyway, there's this mean girl in my class. She doesn't like me very much. She's the most popular girl in town. She has a posy. The posy does whatever Ashley, the girl, says so they don't like me either. There was this one girl in Pre-K who didn't follow the crowd. The girl, Zee, has been my best friend for the past seven years while Ashley has been my enemy for the past seven years."

"What are you bozos doing down here?" Bri's voice, her real voice, said.

We turned and I saw Bri standing on the bottom of the stairs. Most of her weight was on one foot, she was tapping her foot impatiently, and her arms were crossed over her chest.

"Well?" She asked.

"They-," I said.

"You are all dead. I have one rule. Stay out of all the girl's rooms. That's my only rule. This counts as my room too. Get. Out. Of. Here. Now," Bri said. The gangreen gang ran up the stairs as fast as they could. "You too Eric. Leave," Bri told me.

I turned off Bri's radio and ran up the stairs.

Bri's P.O.V.

I sat down at the desk where my recording equipment was. I turned the equipment on and said into the mike, "Hey. It's Bri again. Today Zee brought me to her school. I was her model for her wedding dress, and I think I looked really pretty. I got asked out by Blake and Zee's making my dress. When I got home, I took a nap. When I woke up, I found the Gangreen Gang and Eric listening to my first entry. I wanted to kick them out on the spot. Eric too. I couldn't do it. I'm just going to put a lock on all the important doors, like my practice room and my room. Zee told me that she'll be hosting her family reunion about two weeks ago. So we have another month to get ready, and then two days after the reunion, it'll be Bobbie's birthday. Yikes, this is going to be really fun. Bye for now."

I turned off the mike and pushed it away from me. I sighed deeply. I've been without my parents for almost three years. My dad died a week after I had started the diary, and my mom died a month after him. I turned thirteen two weeks after my mom died.

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