Buttercup, Blossom, and Bubbles all run into their house, covered in sticky, purple liquid. Only to be greeted by the sound of their parents yelling at each other.

Their parents stop arguing to look at the girls, and their mother scowls before turning her rage onto them.

"What do you think you're doing? It's not time for school to be over! And why are you covered in purple?! You girls are nothing but worthless trouble! I should'v sent you to boarding school when I had the chance!"
Their father rolls his eyes. "What ever is wrong with them must be genetic." He says, scowling in his wife's direction.

She growls and turns her anger back onto him and the girls all run out the back door towards the river.

Bubble's head hits the ground as soon as she reaches the river and tears leak from her eyes. her mind going onto a rampage. Boomer. I trusted him. He made me eat, he must'v known what would happen. I should'v known better than to trust someone so much after knowing them for barely a day. I'm so stupid.

Buttercup had ran farther off, to the side under a tree. She isn't crying, but her mind is racing in a similar way.Stupid Butch. Stupid school. Stupid me. Stupid everything. Why can't I be dead. She leans her head against her legs, curling her body into a ball and closing her eyes.

Blossom had stopped at the water, falling to her knees. I feel so betrayed. Why would Brick do that? He said he liked me. I thought we could. . .I. . .I am so dumb.

She dips her hand into the ice cold water. I love the cold. I love it so thinks, bringing up her palm, filled with the cold liquid. She then proceeds to use the water to wash the purple liquid from her face and arms.

The boys all run through the trees, knowing that the girls would be here at the river, they don't know how they knew, they just kind of felt it.

Boomer walks slowly toward Bubbles, laying almost deadly still on the ground. She's still covered in the purple stuff.

"Bubbles. . . ." He says worriedly, reaching out to shake her into opening her eyes and making her look at him.

Her eyes open and he sees a few stray tears flutter off from the tips of her beautiful, long, eyelashes. Then her face forms a scowl, directed at him.

"I trusted you." She whispers. "I trusted you, and look what you did Boomer." She gestures to herself. "Then you have the nerve to come here and find me." She looks down. "Why Boomer?"

Boomer's eyes widen. "B-Bubbles. I d- I didn't do it, I- I- It was Princes" He places his arm over hers. "I would never do anything to hurt you in any way Bubbles. I swear."

She looks up at him. Her blue eyes shining from the left over tears, a few escaping over the edges of her eyes.

"D-do you really, mean that Boomer." She whispers, looking up at hie hopefully. She desperately wants to believe him.

Boomer nods and grabs her shoulders, lifting her into a tight embrace. Never wanting to let go.

She closes her eyes, and eventually drifts off into sleep against his chest. Breathing slowly and easily. She, as well, wanted the embrace to continue forever. And in her dreams it could.

{Okay guys, read the authors note!}

-Important!-

(There ya go guys. By the way, blossom and Buttercup had similar conversations at the same time. I'm such a sloth I can't write them out. The only difference really is that Buttercup didn't cry, she yelled a lot more. I need you to review, I can do one of two things with the next chapter. Option 1:Fluff between the boys and girls or Option 2:The boys confront the "Popular group" Or, actually three things, Option 3:Mitch and Butch confrontation. Review and I'll do what ever one gets the most votes. :3 hurry hurry, or you night not get your pick!)