Chapter 3: Rescue Part I
I guess it's silly I keep writing about you in my journal like I'm talking to you. I even started a new one just to address it to you. I don't even know why, but it's been helping when it comes to our ups and downs.
I have this huge hope that years down the road I'll share this with you and it'll be really romantic and we can tell our children about our wild Romeo and Juliet type romance that DID survive the ages with not only a real happy ending, but no one dies as well.
Would you think that's stupid if you saw this?
Bubbles snuck out of her bed before either of her sisters woke up. She eagerly does her hair and picks out her cutest outfit. She puts on the necklace Boomer gave her for their first anniversary.
Finally! She's ready and she practically flies out of the house, she's so impatient to finally see her boyfriend… er… ex, but that would change soon enough.
She notices Brick and Butch messing around outside the front of the building. It makes Bubbles frown because for the life of her she can't figure out why they would want to be at school or anywhere near it if they didn't have to be. It was a mystery she was sure Boomer would explain to her after they had their heart to heart.
If the green and red Rowdyruff Boys notice her, they didn't show it. Bubbles lands at the back of the school just in case. She opens the door and energetically starts looking for Boomer. There were quite a few people at school already, due to the college-like approach Pokey Oaks High tries to take. They try to make it so teenagers are fully prepared for the next step after High School, since College is structured differently. (Unfortunately for Bubbles they still serve detentions like a regular High School if you don't have a reasonable excuse for being late.)
Usually Bubbles and her sister had mid-morning to early afternoon classes, which was the lowest time for attacks on Townsville. It makes the blonde feel a little bad for all the times she's woken up late on peaceful days that could have been better spent with her boyfriend.
She sees a familiar shade of blonde hair in one of the hallways near the lockers. The wavy texture of it convinces her it's Boomer. She starts to call for him, but stops. She notices a girl hanging off his arm and the way he smiles down at the girl. It was a kind and unguarded smile, not an evilly amused one that was full of tricks that she had been so used to.
"Boo-!"
Bubbles is too loud and too eager when she called out to him. His sensitive hearing from Chemical X picks it up. His head starts to move upwards and she realizes that she will look like a complete fool when he does meet her eyes.
Tears start prickling at her eyes and she lets them fall. She could see no lower point in her life than this.
Butch appears out of nowhere and grabs her waist. Bubbles pushes on his chest with no affect. "Bu-!"
He pulls her closer and kisses her passionately. Her shock makes her submit and react before her brain and her heart tell her NO!
"-UTCH!" She screeches as she shoves him again and he lets go.
"Didn't know you missed me so much babe that you had to come all the way here to see me this early."
His line was cheesy and his tone was overconfident, but his eyes held a certain kindness and apology in them. Bubbles chances a peek at Boomer and saw that he was starting at them with an expression she didn't understand. The girl hanging off of his arm was forgotten.
She turns back to Butch and leans up against him like the first time they had ever talked wasn't yesterday in detention. "Thanks."
"Your books are in your locker by the way."
His answer catches her off guard and she looks into his smiling green eyes again. "How'd you get my locker combo?"
"I didn't. I smashed the thing open."
"BUTCH!" Bubbles turns to run down the hallways towards her locker. She finds it in perfect condition. Butch starts to laugh behind her.
"Gotcha!"
She can't help but scrunch her nose at him like she smells something bad. "You're a jerk."
"You like it." Butch crosses his arms over his chest. Bubbles sighs as she turns the numbers of her combination.
When she opens her locker he chooses to invade her space again by leaning against the locker next to her. It makes their legs brush together and Bubbles feels more wired and alive than she ever remembers being before.
"What?" She asks irritably. Immediately she feels bad for her tone, but really why didn't he just leave her to go do the delinquent things he probably always did after he decided to be nice.
"Aren't you going to ask why?"
"Why what?"
There is something in his eyes, something she didn't understand, but it was different then the expression Boomer had shown. He raises an eyebrow.
"No…" Bubbles attempts to hide her face in her locker, so he can't see her embarrassment. "I don't want to know why you suddenly decided to be nice. I don't think I'd like the answer. So I think instead I'll just say thank you again and that I really appreciate what you did for me."
She expects him to scoff at her, but instead he shakes his head and pats her shoulder. "See you in detention."
"Wha-?"
"You ran out, remember? Now you have a whole week there. Unfortunately I do to."
"Why do you have detention for a week?" Bubbles couldn't help but ask. It was too weird of a coincidence.
"Eh, it got boring after your diva act. I walked out." Butch smirks and walks off.
Blossom and Buttercup come to her side a couple of minutes later. Bubbles has the sudden thought that Butch planned on taking off before her sisters shown up, but she shakes it off. The two of them smile at the blonde, which confuses her.
"Why are you guys so happy?"
Blossom's eyes soften. "Bubbles. You're smiling for the first time in days."
"It's about time." Buttercup adds.
Bubbles eyes the mirror on her locker door. There on her face is a soft smile. It was a little sad, and a little happy. And as she examines her reflection Bubbles realizes that…
She didn't think about Boomer at all to make her smile.
Her stomach grumbles. "I'm huuuunnngryyyy!"
The girls laugh and the worry Buttercup and Blossom had yesterday fades.
"Let's go catch breakfast before classes." Blossom advises.
Buttercup makes a smart mouth comment, "I'm not catching anything. It's coming right into my belly!"
Bubbles giggles at the way her two sisters start to bicker on the way to the lunchroom. This was old times. This was forever.
This day was perfect, even if it was just beginning.
The blonde girl groans when one of the teachers hands her a pink slip in the lunchroom while she's scarfing down enough food for three people. It turns out that what Butch said was true. She has detention all week, including later today.
She wonders if he'll even show up.
Bubbles ignores that, to focus on school. She apologizes to all of her teachers for not turning in homework or writing notes for the past couple of days and she puts all of her energy into entertaining her friends at lunch.
Blossom and Buttercup are right there with her. She knows that when Blossom accidently shoots milk out of her nose from laughing and Buttercup practically starts a food fight as she throws and dodges mystery meat with Mitch.
Eventually the day winds down. Bubbles has nothing else to do, but go straight to detention, and then she'll be free for the day.
When she swings the door open Butch is already there… and so is Boomer. They seem to have been arguing but it stops as soon as she steps in. It's still a little early for everyone else to show up, so she chooses to sit on the other side of Butch, so she's not near Boomer, who is on Butch's other side.
She swears can feel Butch's smirk and Boomer's frown, but she's not sure why they have those expressions on their face at all.
Bubbles sighs as the other kids start shuffling in along with the teacher.
She has a sinking feeling that this detention was going to feel a lot longer than an hour.
NOTES:
Tra la la! A two chapter day! It's a long long day! O.o Next up is detention and who knows it might go longer than that. I certainly have no clue… yet…
Reviews are wonderful! Love you guys!
BTW… Will it be bad if I want to turn this into a ButchBubblesBoomer love triangle? I keep playing with the idea, but I'm not sure…