Buttercup smiles for the first time today as she enters into her favorite class. Gym. She noticed yesterday that the new kid was in there, the one with Black hair, though she was never good with names, and it's not like it matters because she's not really interested in who he is.

"Buttercup!" The teacher says, blowing loudly into his small black whistle and motioning for her to come over. Next to him stands the boy. "I want you to show Butch around the gym, and explain some of the rules. Got it?"

Buttercup nods. "Yes sir." She says looking at Butch when the teacher leaves. "This is the gym. There's your tour. No cell phones, no iPods, no electronics, stay out of my way. Those are the rules. Think you got it?" She asks turning away.

She hears him laugh. "I think so, so this is the lunch room, and we can only have electronics out after the first ten minutes. Is that right?"

Buttercup growls and turns around. "Watch your smart mouth kid before someone, namely me, rips it off!"

The boy just smirks and reaches forward, grabbing a strand of her hair. "You have pretty hair. You know that?" He says, changing the subject.

Buttercup's face grows red from anger, she hates when people ignore her threats, almost as much as she hates people touching her hair. "I. Will. Kill. You." She growls between gritted teeth.

The boy just smiles. "You up for a bet girly?" He asks in a teasing manner. "Or are you afraid you'll lose?"

Buttercup scoffs. "You want a bet? Fine, name the game and the rules!" She smiles cockily, knowing she can beat him at nearly anything he could offer.

"Right here, right now, I bet I can climb one of the ropes to the top and ring the bell before you can." He says, smirking and pointing at the ropes.

She laughs. "Too easy. What's in it for me though? Why should I take your bet?" She asks smirking.

The boy smiles. "IF you do manage to win, I'll never talk to you again. BUT. When I win, you have to go on a date with me tonight."

Buttercup scoffs. "You're on, it's worth it to get you out of my hair, you've been here for two days and you're already a pain in my a-"

Butch cuts her off by running towards the ropes. "We start now!" He yells back to her over his shoulder.

She stands in shock for a moment before sprinting after him. "YOU CHEATER!" She yells grabbing the rop and pulling her body off of the ground.

"Never said I'd play fair!" He calls down to her as he reaches over and shakes her rope lightly, causing her to slide down, nearly falling off.

Buttercup's face burns again with anger. "I'M GOING TO CUT YOU!" She yells up at him, grabbing her rope again, but before she can get completely on it a bell rings, and she looks up to see him smirking, holding the bell string with one hand and the rope with the other.

"You lose." He smiles letting go and falling, surprisingly, gracefully onto the hard-wood floor of the gym. "Pick you up tonight at eight!" He says smiling as the bell rings. "Oh." He calls over his shoulder. "Wear somethin HOT!" He finishes laughing.

Buttercup leans her head back and groans, kicking the bleachers and making them shake. "I'm gonna have to cut him before tomorrow, I just know it." She mumbles to herself as she walks over to get her things. Picking them up and walking towards the gym doors onto her next class.

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