Buttercup steps nervously onto the skate floor, taking hold of Butch's hand, tightly too, since she's fearing for her life because she's never been skating before.

Butch laughs. "Relax, and remember I just have finished my lessons so it's all fresh and new in my mind!" He says tapping his finger to the side of his head.

She smiles shakily and he skates her out to the middle of the floor, others skate by as he skates behind her and wraps his arms around her waist.

"Now" he says, using his feet to position hers. "Take this foot, and just glide it along, using the tip on the front of the other one to push you." He smiles when she starts. "that's it, keep going." After a moment she's skating, but very slowly. "That's it, now, speed up just a little."

Buttercup smiles as she speeds up, after only a few moments she and Butch are skating in circles, smiling and even holding hands.

Their fun is ruined when Buttercup falls to her butt, no, she didn't fall. She was pushed. They both look to see Katie, the one who has a huge crush on Butch.

Her eyes are wide with anger, and her fists are clenched at her sides."HOW DARE YOU!" she yells, pointing her thin finger at Buttercup. "HOW DARE YOU TRY TO STEAL MY MAN!" She reaches out and grabs Buttercup's hair. "I'LL TEACH YOU, YOU LITTLE-"

Before she can finish her sentence she's on the ground. Buttercup had grabbed her arm and twisted it till she flipped onto the hard floor.

Buttercup then leans down to Katie's ear and says "Now you listen to me, I'm not taking any more of your crap. The next time you, or one of the other barbie clown wannabees mess with my sisters or me, I'll beat you. No hesitation. I will flat out lay you into the ground. So watch yourself, and watch your friends. This is your first, and only, warning." She stands up and lets go of Katie's hand, looking at her with hatred. "Now, get out of my sight before I take back the warning and deal out the real thing."

Katie is up and out the door in 13 seconds flat, and Buttercup turns back to Butch, smiling at him.

He smirks and then laughs. "I liked that, we should make you angry more often." He pauses. "You're kinda hot when you're angry."

She laughs and punches him in the arm playfully. "I thought I was always hot?" She says, faking surprise and hurt.

He smiles down at her, and leans down for a kiss, when he pulls up the smile is still on his lips when he whispers. "You are."

Bubbles lays with her head on her pillow, her eyes closed and her radio turned on. Her parents are fighting again, and she's trying to drown it out with music. Specifically the song "love you like a love song" by Selena Gomez.

She hums along to the beat, trying to get her body to drift into sleep, but it doesn't seem to be responding.

Her phone rings and she picks it up to see Boomer's name across the display screen, causing her to smile and instantly press to accept the call.

"Hey" She says, smiling when his voice replies.

"Hey Bubbles, I was wondering if you wanted to come over and hang out for a while?"

She smiles "sure, when?"

"Uh, how about now, It won't take you long to get here, and I can come get you if you want."

She shakes her head even though she knows he can't see her. "No thank you Boomie, I can walk over there, I'll be there in a minute, bye!"

"Bye!"

They both hang up and she smiles, standing to get dressed. Boomer doesn't really like going places that involve crossing the street anymore, and he would never agree to let her walk across one alone again after the accident.

Speaking of the accident, Bubbles knew there was something wrong with it. The driver, she caught a glimpse of him, and he looked so familiar. Like she should've been able to place him. But it seems like the more she thinks of it, the less she remembers.

Oh well she thinks, smiling and picking out an outfit I suppose it's over, and it doesn't matter that much anymore.

The same thought aren't done by the boy who committed the crime though, his thoughts race with shame. Oh my god. I hit them. Thy weren't killed but I hit them. I should have stopped. Oh god, I should've turned myself in. I should've done something. I'm going to hell. Oh god. Blossom, I am so sorry. I can't believe that this happened. And I had just brought up my courage. Oh god why, why. Why can' I go back in time. . .And now, everything's ruined, everything I've worked so hard for. I hate my life so much.

He had been torching himself with viscous thoughts ever since the accident, and nothing had been able to sooth him. And now he'll have to face the girls at school tomorrow. It's sure to be a disaster.

(A/N thank you for reading, I got a review saying that I never wrote any greens, and that it sucked, and I tried here to write some. The greens are just a difficult couple for me to write into this 's a lot easier for me to write the reds and in some chapters the blues are easier, but I promise I'll try to involve more greens. Please tell me what you think! Bye! *heart*)