Hello to all readers!
I forgot to put this in the prologue, and let me tell you, Dancer gave me a good talking to for it.
Let me start with introductions. Flora and Fauna, the nature twins, are the co-hosts of this story. In the prologue, they were six years old, but today they are sixteen!
Flora: "Hey guys!"
Fauna: "Peace."
Okay, now that that's clear, the theme song of this song is Cinderella by Tata Young. I don't care if another artist wrote it; this is the one I know.
Occasionally, Flora and Fauna, OR Dancer will make a small comment. in the story.
I hope you enjoy the chapter!
-J
Chapter One
(At the 'La Ivette' Manor)
Blossom's POV:
I'm Blossom La Ivette. I have two younger sisters, but we're technically triplets. My sisters, Bubbles and Buttercup La Ivette, and I are our step-mother, Sedusa and step-sister, Princess's, slaves. It really isn't fun running around all day for those unworthy, stuck-up, snobby bitches.
This is my life.
RINGGGGG! RINGGGGG!
Ugh! I cover one of my ears with my pathetic little pillow, and put my hand over the other. The bell is so loud; I think I'm gonna go deaf one of these days. (Dancer: "The bell is designed to only ring in the basement and not make a sound in other parts of the mansion") I take a peek at the clock hanging above the door. 6:00, the bell never rings this early, unless… oh crap.
I forgot that today was the first day of school. 'Fantastic, am I right? Note the damn sarcasm.' I think to myself and sit up in my bed. I look around my tiny room and sigh, another day to slave on for Sedusa and her poor-excuse-for-a-daughter.
I stand up and pull on my hot pink tank top and denim shorts. I know, I shouldn't be wearing that, but it's all I have, until I get to school that is. Bubble's best friend Felicity always brings me and my sisters extra clothes from her mom's boutique because she knows that Sedusa never gives us new things. I walk slowly to the door, open it and climb the stairs. This is going to be a long day.
Buttercup's POV:
RINGGGGG! RINGGGGG!
Ahhh! Shoot. I start off my day by falling out of bed because of that god damn bell. I force myself to stand up and put my thin sheet back on the bed. I look around the room and spot my clothes.
My daily outfit is a forest green halter top and black jogging pants. I trod sluggishly up the stairs to see Blossom and Bubbles running around preparing the bitches' breakfasts.
"How can you run around so early in the fucking morning?" I ask and Blossom shoots me a glare "Buttercup, language." I just roll my eyes. "I'm guessing it's the usual?" I assume and Bubbles nods, trying to shoot me a smile, but fails.
Bubble's POV:
'Yes! No!' I argue pathetically with myself when I wake up before that stupid bell can scare me half to death. Now all I have to do is quickly get dressed.
I find my baby blue camisole and put it on, and pull my white shorts up. I secure the shorts with a silk blue scarf I often use as a belt, because the shorts are a couple sizes too big for me.
I check the time and groan 5:54. I scurry up the stairs to the first floor and jump off the stairs. I scowl at the big living room, which I'm not allowed to stay in for more than two minutes unless I'm serving something.
Now to get down to business, I stride into the kitchen and find it empty.
No surprise there, Blossom usually comes up five minutes after the bell and Buttercup doesn't come up until six fifteen. I furrow my eyebrows as I take out the kitchen utensils needed to make the huge breakfasts.
Princess's breakfast consists of: four crown shaped pancakes with syrup, two crown shaped waffles with syrup, cereal in a crown shaped bowl, and coke in a crown shaped cup. Who uses crown shaped things anyway? I mean, we are sixteen already, but whatever.
Sedusa's breakfast includes: five pancakes with syrup, a waffle with about a pound of syrup, and coffee. What's with these people and syrup? I've asked myself that question plenty of times with no reasonable answer.
I start making the pancakes and waffles, once I have everything set out. When I'm busy making the waffles, Blossom comes in and smiles sadly at me.
Unfortunately for Blossom, she is Sedusa's personal slave, Buttercup is Princess's, but I'm none. I actually do most of the cooking, while Blossom and Buttercup serve, and clean the two lower floors. Buttercup and Blossom clean Princess's and Sedusa's rooms and the third level.
Ten minutes later Buttercup jogs up and smirks "Are you done with that fat yet?" I laugh at her question. "Yep!" I answer popping the "P" and Buttercup and Blossom start setting up the trays on which they will be serving the breakfasts on. I place the last plates on the trays and my sisters make their journey up the two flights of stairs to deliver to the 'Queen and Princess'.
(At the town square)
Unknown POV:
I wake up in a small room. Joey, my older 'brother', walks into my room and yells in my ear, very unnecessary. I groan and sit up as he pats me on the back with a smirk. He always loved waking me up.
Ten years ago, when my unloving parents drove me out of the family, I met Joey. He was a ten year old at the time, and treated me with kindness, unlike my family. He, fortunately, was also a vampire and knew our kind's needs.
I grew up with him, and now he's like a brother, and the only family I have, apart for Veronica who we call 'Vicki'. She is also a vampire. We met her when I was eleven and Joey was fifteen. She and Joey are mates for life and will never leave each other. We live together in a tiny abandoned cottage by the town square.
I know that they want to start a family, and I'm holding them back. I'm planning on moving out today so they can have their privacy (*Snicker, nudge, wink*).
Veronica has fine brown hair that falls to her waist, and beautiful green eyes that, unfortunately, remind me of my past. Joey has thick brown hair that goes to his neck, and hazel eyes that can make anyone swoon if he looks at them.
"Good morning, little sis!" Joey exclaims happily and I frown at him "Hey big bro!" I greet, playfully punching him in the shoulder. He just ignores me and continues speaking "Are you ready for the market later today? I hear some filthy rich people are gonna be there." he asks me.
"Yup! I'm as ready as I'll ever be!" I smirk at him and he returns it with a mischievous grin. "We gotta tell Veronica that today's the day." Joey announces and walks out the door with me following close behind him.
"Today's the day we've been waiting for, Vicki!" Joey yells out to his girl as she walks into the kitchen "I heard. Are you going, youngster?" she asks and I nod my head.
Veronica/Vicki is the only one in the entire universe who has the right to call me youngster. I'm just throwing that out there, 'cause I usually hate being called that.
As the type of creature I am, I have to know how to fight viciously, kill mercilessly, and steal without people noticing. Well maybe not the killing part… hehehe… Joey and Vicki taught me everything I needed to know on how to survive.
"The market is gonna start after the school ends. By the way, youngster, you're very lucky you have a source of education." Vicki points out to me and I roll my eyes "Yeah, yeah, I know that. I am actually tons smarter and athletic than the kids at that school. Blue Ridge Academy, I believe?" I boast a bit before turning in a perfect pirouette and walking out the door.
(At the 'La Bourlette' Manor)
Calli's POV:
Boom. Boom. Boom. Clap. You're picture perfect blue. Sunbathing on the mo-
I turn off my alarm and sit up in bed, yawning. I look sorrowfully at the picture on my nightstand. It shows me and my long missing twin sister on our sixth birthday. We looked so happy back then. Where have we gone wrong?
Oh yeah, I forgot. My sister and I didn't do anything, those dumb-ass criminals impersonated my parents and kicked my sister out. My parents have sent out millions of search parties for my sister, but she's never been found.
Today's the first day of school, and I'm going back to Blue Ridge Academy after four years at a prestigious school in Florida.
When I left in fifth grade, I was a miserable, depressed kind of kid. People are gonna be surprised at my change in appearance and personality. Now, since I gave up on my sister, I am a happy, jolly person.
My crush, Mitch, is part of the hottest boy band in the world and is going to Blue Ridge Academy. My parents own the school and the Academy is flooded with family members.
My mom is a supermodel and is the most beautiful woman in the universe; after all, she did win Miss Universe several times in a row. She is also a great athlete, and stays in ah-mazing shape.
My dad is an actor and very athletic, just like my mom. Many women want to marry him, 'cause they think he's hot. I totally don't agree with their visual.
Unfortunately for me; I didn't inherit the traits, drop dead gorgeous (Flora: What most men call her mom)/smokin' hot (Fauna: As most women call her dad) or sporty from my parents.
At least I'm decently smart enough to get all A's. Alright, I admit it; I can do one sport. I can cheer. I was captain of the cheer squad at my school in Florida, and honestly, I'm quite proud of my achievements.
Whenever my cheer squad won a competition, I wonder how my long lost twin is doing. Did she find a new home? Is she successful? Is she safe? I have so many questions that cannot be answered.
I get up from my bed and walk to my enormous closet full of clothes. I pick out a white tube top with metallic silver lining that shows off my flat belly, and a pair of metallic silver capris, and some silver wedges with white bows on the sides. I put my silver hair in a loose bun and look in the mirror.
'Eh ma gosh! I look totes terrible. Too bad I'm not gonna change my outfit.' I think to myself as I walk down the long marble staircase, feeling like an idiot.
I slowly make my way into the kitchen and eat an apple for breakfast. After the tiny meal, I go to my private bathroom, which I should be sharing with my missing twin sister, and clean up.
I go back downstairs and wait for the clock to strike 7:50 to make my way to school.
Buttercup's POV:
YAYYY! Finally I get out of that hell-hole only to go to another one! I'm sitting in my best friend Carly's car with my sisters and their best friends, Bailey and Felicity.
Felicity's mom is the world's most famous and favorite fashion designer, and creates the world's newest, most stylish clothes. Right now, Felicity is handing Bubbles our new outfits her mom designed for us.
Bailey is a country gal and just loves school. Her mom is a secret agent, and goes on the coolest missions. Her dad is one of California's two senators.
Carly's dad is the best baseball player in the world and her mother is the best soccer player in the world. Carly boasts that her parents are extremely athletic and she will follow in their footsteps.
I sigh listening to the multiple conversations going on in the car thinking about what will happen in the day ahead. "I heard that six new students are coming to our school." Bailey says sending Blossom a quick glance "I wonder if they'll all be hot guys." Felicity squeals and she and Bubbles go into a conversation about crushes and shirtless guys.
"I really don't give a shit about the new students." Carly growls and I nod in agreement. "You two could at least admit that you like some boy." Bubbles pipes up while I shoot her a glare.
"It's true. I've seen ya and Carly staring at those two guys on the football team at games." Bailey tells me, earning my infamous scowl.
"I think that there has to be at least ONE girl in the group. It can't possibly be all guys. Can it?" Carly speaks but nobody listens to her.
"Girls, we have to remember that if the guys are actually good looking, Princess and her slut crew are gonna grab them first." Blossom says, brining Bubbles and Felicity back to reality.
"You just ruined the fun!" Bubbles whines and I look sympathetically at her "Bubbles, for once, Blossom's right. We have to remember that it's our job to serve Princess." I point out.
"Hey! Did y'all know that my mom is on a hunt for that gal, somethin' La Bourlette that was missin for ten years?" Bailey asks successfully changing the subject "Yeah, I heard about that girl in the news yesterday." Carly announces and I send them a confused glance.
"Whatever. Back to the 'interesting' subject, we'll get to see the new students perform. Remember?" Felicity points out and Bubbles nods "Are you guys gonna perform?" I ask, but they shake their heads.
"Nah. We ain't interested in singing. Although I bet I know who'll try to make our school look like a prostitute center." Bailey exclaims and we all bust out into fits of laughter knowing well what she means. "We're here! Carly announces before anyone can say another word.
We all get out of the car to see a ginormous stage in front of the school with tons of decorations. "I suppose they've outdone themselves?" Blossom comments, although it sounded more like a question to me.
"Yup. They sure did, Bloss." Felicity replies. We all walk towards the crowd that has gathered in front of the stage. "OH MY FUCKING GOD! The RRBs are gonna be here!" some girl screams and others start screaming as well.
Blossom, Bailey, Felicity and Bubbles squeal in excitement upon hearing the name 'Rowdy Ruff Boys'. Carly and I look at each other with a what-the-fuck-is-going-on look and then look around in confusion. This is one interesting start to the school year.
Hiya!
Whaddya think? Was it interesting, or do I have to help Dancer level up her writing? Rate and review! Constructive criticism is highly appreciated.
-J
P.S. Apparently I have to include this disclaimer. Flora and Fauna, do the honors.
Flora: "Neither Dancer nor J owns the Powerpuff Girls, or any other character from the series."
Fauna: "J owns Felicity, Bailey, Carly, Calli, and the other characters not in the Powerpuff girl series!"