Okay, before this begins, this is how the whole lyrics and singing is going to work out:

Name of person/s singing: (Lyrics)

I hope that isn't too complicated. The songs also won't be able like unknown, you'll know them, well….most. Now, without further ado, enjoy~

Three Stars, One Sky

Chapter 2: The Arrival

One Year Later

"You're on in five!" The Professor knocked on the girls' door, warning them of the upcoming event.

"Okay!" The voice called out, allowing the man to walk away, assured that the girls knew about everything.

"This is going to be so exciting!" The blond squealed, barely being able to sit on the seat without any movement.

"That's what you always say before a concert, Bubbles," Commented the raven-haired girl as she finished applying the mascara onto her eyes.

"And that's what you always say after she says that, Buttercup," The red-headed girl told them as she made sure her look was at its best.

"And you always say that, Blossom" Both girls said in unison to the eldest.

"I still can't believe we got this big," Blossom announced, her voice sounding glad.

Buttercup stood up from her seat, looking at herself in the mirror. "I know, me too." Buttercup was wearing a white blouse with golden buttons, a mini black vest with designs on the bottom, gray shorts, a black belt, two bracelets on her right hand, black and purple knee socks, and some black heeled shoes. Her bangs were pushed to the side, and the bottom of her hair was slightly curled up. She was also wearing a black fedora hat that had a black flower on the side. Overall, Buttercup looked like some kind of fashionable rebel. (Pictures of the girl's clothing on my profile)

"Yup, I'm good. What about you?" She turned and looked at Bubbles, who was fixing her hair.

The blond was wearing a bash dress that had designs coming from the end of the sleeve, a golden necklace, and some golden bracelets on her left hand. Her bangs were pushed to both sides of her face, her hair was curled, making it go past her shoulders. A brown and white headband adorned her hair at the same time. She had also added some mascara, and some lip gloss. Bubbles looked mostly like a sweet girly-girl.

"I'm done. Blossom, you almost ready?" Both girls turned to the red-head who was finishing her final touches. Blossom wore a white shirt with black leggings, black boots, and some black necklaces, including one that had a cross, and a black ring on her finger. Her hair was held in a high ponytail with a black ribbon, and her hair was slightly curled from the bottom. She had put on black mascara on her lashes, and pink lip gloss. She looked like a fashionable ordinary teen.

She giggled as she saw herself in the mirror. "Oh yeah…"

"One minute!" All three heard their manager call out as he passed by their room.

"Well, you heard him," Blossom told the girls, brushing her hair off her shoulder. "Let's go."

All three girls exited the room, hearing loud cheering coming from where the stage was. They felt a bit nervous, but also excited to see how this concert would happen.

They all go to their positions in the dark so the fans wouldn't be able to see them, yet.

"Ladies, and gentlemen!" Called out the man on a microphone. "I present to you, PPG!" The audience roared with a loud cheer as they heard the band's name.

Blossom: "Voted most likely," The red-head grabbed the microphone, waiving at the fans.

"To end up on the back of a milk box drink.

Look's like I'm letting 'em down.

Cause seven, seventy-five

Isn't worth an hour of my hard work and time

When you can't afford half the sh….." Her voice trailing off at the profanity. "They advertise."

"Oh, I'm worth more than an ex.

More than a toe-tagged generation full of regrets.

Ohh, I won't, no oh.

Oh, I can't settle."

Blossom stole a quick glance at her companions, seeing how Bubbles was concentrating on her drums while Buttercup was just goofing off with the guitar as she played.

"I wanna break the mold,

Wanna break the stereotype,

Fist in the air,

I'm not going down with out a fight."

Just as the stage and everything went pitch black, lights immediately began to twirl. The fans watched as they saw the three girls go without movement, and began to scream as they saw the red-head lift up her head to them.

"It's my life!

And I'm not sitting on the sidelines watching it,

Pass me by!

I'm leaving you my legacy,

I gotta make my mark,

I gotta run it hard!

I want you to remember me,

I'm leaving my fingerprints.

I'm leaving my fingerprints.

I'm leaving my fingerprints on you!"

Blossom walked closer to the fans, waving at them and high-fiving them as she walked pass them.

"This is gonna be one hella of a night,' Blossom told herself as she walked back to the center of the stage.

A small groan escaped the red-head's lips as she slammed her head onto the pillow. After a few minutes of tossing and turning, a peaceful look came upon her face, signaling she felt comfortable.

Just as she felt in peace, her alarm went on.

Stop callin', stop callin',

I don't wanna think anymore!

Stop callin', Stop callin',

I don't wanna talk anymore!

"Shut up," She managed to whisper as she smacked her alarm off the small drawer. Blossom lifted her head up, her eyes weary from the concert of last night. It had probably been midnight when she arrived home.

She rubbed her eyes gently, her hair tumbling on her shoulders, down her back, and onto the bed. She stretched her arms and legs, standing up from the bed as she opened the curtains, letting a wave of sunlight smack her.

"Another day full of pure nothingness…" She told herself as she grabbed her uniform off the hanger, quickly changing into it. She looked at herself in the mirror, and quickly headed for the bathroom.

Blossom grabbed her smaller mirror, making sure she placed her icy-blue contacts in their place. She blinked a few times, then looked in the mirror, satisfied with the covering of her natural pink eyes.

Soon, the red-head made her hair into a neat bun, and brushed her bangs to the side. Blossom grabbed her glasses and backpack, heading straight downstairs.

Blossom just grabbed an apple, and headed outside. "Gotta go!" She yelled as she exited outside. Her family only stared at her, clearly use to her doing the same thing.

The blond girl slept peacefully in her bed, a smile on her face.

My lips like sugar, my lips like sugar!

This candy got you sprung, this candy got you sprung.

So call me your sugar, so call me your sugar!

You love you some, you love you some!

The girl jumped out of her bed as soon as she heard the alarm turn on. She rubbed her eyes, and stood up from the ground, dusting her pajamas.

Bubbles looked up, her face gleaming as she stared outside her window. "The day looks so pretty!" She exclaimed as she danced pranced around her room. She grabbed her uniform, and quickly changed.

The blond entered the bathroom, making her hair into two pigtails, and some blue ribbons holding them up. She gleamed as she realized she was done. Bubbles then put on her gray contacts, making her smile. The blond grabbed her glasses, and backpack, heading downstairs.

"See you later!" She yelled to her family as she exited the house.

So raise your glass if you are wrong,

In all the right ways!

All my underdogs,

We will never be never be anything but loud!

"Shut it!' The raven-haired girl sent a pillow at the alarm, knocking it off the desk. "It's too damn early!"

Buttercup made herself stand up from her bed, sneering as she saw her uniform once again.

She changed into her uniform, and was not very happy with it at all.

Buttercup entered the bathroom, and without any hesitation, put on her hazel contacts, and pulled her hair into a small ponytail. She looked carefully at herself in the mirror, examining she had no hairs sticking out its place.

"Good enough for me." Buttercup grabbed her backpack, and walked downstairs. She looked at the empty kitchen, and grabbed a piece of freshly-made cookies, and left her home without another word.

"Hey," Blossom greeted as she met up with the other two girls.

"Hey," the other two girls said in unison.

"What's up with the sudden and really annoying commotion?" Buttercup asked, the other two looking at her direction.

"Who knows? Probably another preppy-wannabe, if you ask me," Blossom replied, a small yawn escaping her lips. "Also, these late-night concerts are killing me.."

"You said it. I can't wake up without some bags under my eyes," Buttercup told the girls, making them raise an eyebrow. "Moving on…What about you, Bubbles?"

The blond though for a second, looking up towards the sky. "Well, I guess they are tiresome, but worth it when you think about it," Her face lighting up with a smile.

"Yeah.." They all went silent as they tried to see what was the cause of all the commotion.

"Um…..What the hell is happening?" Buttercup asked as the three girls realized there was a circle of many squealing girls, and many excited boys.

"Ugh!" They al turned and saw Berserk and her clique walking pass them. "Only sore losers like you wouldn't know what's happening," A pouted look on her face.

"Sure, sure, whatever you say…" Buttercup muttered. The girls couldn't make out anything more than just what they were seeing.

"Seriously, Berserk! What is going on?" Blossom asked this time, her voice sounding a bit worried.

"Like, the hottest singers in the world are coming to our school. OUR school! Can you believe it?" Her voice sounding happy. "And my bf happens to be in it,' This time, the girls rolled their eyes at her pride.

"Your bitchy friend happens to be in a band. So?" Buttercup clearly was trying to make the girl irritated.

"Shut it, Butterboy," Berserk's younger sister, Brute, stepped in. "You clearly don't know who they are."

"Only the greatest band after PPG!" The youngest sister, Brat, squealed behind her sisters.

The girls raised their eyebrow at her outburst, a surprised look appearing on their faces.

"It's the RRB, the hottest guys male singers in history!" Berserk exclaimed as she tried to wave at somebody inside the crowd.

"R?" Blossom looked rather confused.

"R" Bubble rose an eyebrow.

"B?" Buttercup looked unsatisfied. "Sounds like some gay boy band."

"You're only saying that cause you're not famous. Oh my gosh! They're heading over here!" Berserk and her sisters pushed the three girls out of their way, earning a glare from each girl.

"Hi, sweetie!" Greeted Berserk as she hugged a boy around his sixteen's with shaggy red hair, a red hat, red eyes, and rather a smug look on his face.

"Hey, babe," Brat immediately kissed the blond boy with blue eyes on the lips. The boy only kissed back as he saw her action.

"Finally, you come," Brute only punched the boy with spiky, raven hair and deep-green eyes on his arm.

"So these are the fags that decided to date the plastics?" Buttercup asked is a sarcastic tone, the guys staring at her with a shocked look.

"You know who you're insulting?" Asked the raven-haired boy.

"Buttercup, let's go. Anyways, I really can't tell who I feel more bad for: these dudes, or those chicks," This caused the girls to get angry, and the guys looked at her even more shocked.

"Do you even know who we are?" This time, the red-head asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl.

"Of coarse I do," The guys smiled as they heard her say that. "Nah, I don't. I just don't really care to know some dudes.." The guys' smile disappeared as soon as she said that.

"I can't believe this….You seriously don't know who we are?" The blond one asked, but the girls just shook their heads.

"Don't worry! It's not like we really care to!" As soon as the girls walked away, the guys only felt their pride go down.

"Don't worry about them!" Berserk played with one strand of her boyfriend's hair, "They're just sore losers…"

"Blossom! What are those flipping bastards doing here?" Buttercup looked nervously at the red-head.

"I don't know. Damn, this isn't gonna be pretty…" Blossom looked down at the floor, thinking to herself.

"Competition, maybe?" Bubbles brought the idea up, since the boys were just as popular in music business as they were.

"Who knows….Damn, just make sure you make no mistakes that make us look suspicious, cause then were done….." The girls nodded their head at the red-head. As soon as they heard the bell rang, they headed to their classes.

"Hey, Blossom?" She turned around as she heard the blond whisper her name.

"What is it, Bubbles?"

"Do you think there's a chance the guys could find out who we are?" Blossom looked at the blond, noticing she was a bit worried.

"I doubt it.." But she knew she was lying inside: She knew their chances of being figured out were just as good as the chances of not being discovered.

'Why do I feel like something bad is about happen?…'

New chapter. The songs (in order) that were used were "Fingerprints" by Katy Perry, "Telephone" by Lady Gaga, "Sugar" by Flo Rida ft. Wynter, and "Raise Ur Glass" by Pink. The song that Bubbles was singing in the previous chapter was "Beauty From Pain" by Superchick. Just thought you needed to know. 'Kay?

I hope you enjoyed. Don't forget to REVIEW!

~Lucy