Townsville High

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Chapter 8 - Pink and Red


Blossom ran into her home after dropping Brick off. She pulled off her jewelry and let them fall to the ground as she ran up the stairs. As she bailed up the stairs, she could hear Bubbles worried voice calling after her. She must have went home after going to see Tyler. Blossom slammed her door and locked it. She pressed her weight against the door, listening as her sister ran up the stairs.

The red-head slid down the door until she landed on the floor. She hugged her knees tightly to her chest and placed her chin on to top of her knees. Her eyes shut tightly, hoping that Bubbles would just leave her be and she could cry about Brick in peace. Her sister had other plans.

"Blossom, what's wrong!?" That was the good thing about Bubbles. She could always tell when someone was upset, or angry, or even happy. She just knew. Unluckily for Blossom, she just wanted to be left alone. Blossom thought quick and replied, trying to sound calm.

"I just felt ill at the party, so I drove home." She said convincingly. "I'm just going to go to sleep."

"Oh okay, well let me know if you need anything." She said hesitantly. Bubbles sounded like she didn't want to leave it at that, but neither were in the mood for a confrontation. Bubbles wanted to tell Blossom about her boy troubles, but she could leave it till the morning.

"I will, thanks." Blossom said from the other end of the door. She waited until she could hear Bubbles's footsteps descending down the stairs before she got back up. Blossom stripped out of her dress and stuck on a pair of pink shorts and a white tank top. She collapsed on her bed with a long sigh.

Blossom threw herself under her covers and basked in the feeling of her silk sheets. Her body was tired and wanted to sleep, but her mind was hitting 90. She couldn't get him out of her head. His face, his charming smirk, and his flattering smile. His face was imprinted in her mind. She groaned as she tossed and turned in her bed, trying to think about anything but him.

She laid her head on her pillow, and thought about the events of tonight. She had finally told Brick her feelings, and he wasn't even awake to hear it. Blossom needed to find a better way of doing it, and this time he would be sober. Her plan was, to dress amazingly at school, get his attention and then when she feels like he is starting to like her back, she would tell him.

Blossom's mind finally was at ease, letting her drift slowly to sleep. She snuggled herself into her silk sheets, and smiled at the thought of him liking her back. Finally she could sleep, and she would dream of him.


Sun shone through the window. It was just hitting half six in the morning, and everything was peaceful. It was quiet up until a shrill yell was heard through the entire of the Utonium's household.

"Blossom, school time! Get up!" Bubble's voice yelled from downstairs. Awaking from her wonderful dream about Brick, Blossom groaned and turned in her bed. She glanced at the clock beside her bed, realising she had no time to snooze. She let out a moan as she threw her pink silk covers off. She dragged herself out of bed, shuddering at the coldness as she walked over to her closet.

Blossom looked through her wardrobe to find an outfit that would attract Brick's attention. She decided on a red tank top that ended just above her stomach, and a small black skirt. Just to sweeten the deal, she put on red high tops and a red NY snap back. She looked the double of Brick, but prettier. Looking at her reflection in her full body mirror, Blossom smiled in satisfaction.

She rushed down the stairs and wandered into the kitchen, to find her sisters waiting for her. Bubbles and Buttercup took one look at her, and double checked to see if what they were seeing was real. Their mouths hung open.

"Blossom..you look amazing. What's the occasion?" Bubbles asked. Blossom took a seat beside Buttercup at the table, and shrugged.

"No occasion. I just wanted to switch things up for a bit." Blossom replied simply.

"You look good, sis." Buttercup said. Blossom grinned at pretty much the first compliment Buttercup had ever given her. Bubbles placed breakfast down infront of her sisters, but Blossom pushed it back and stood up from the table, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

"See you guys in class." Blossom said before walking towards the door.

"Wait, what about breakfast?" Bubbles asked.

"I'm not hungry!" Blossom yelled back as she shut the front door behind her.


Maxine sprinted when she saw Brody at his locker. She needed to talk to him, after the other night, she had to make things right. Brody noticed her as she appeared beside him, causing him to sigh. She tried to lighten the mood by smiling, but he wasn't smiling back.

"What do you want, Max?" Brody asked impatiently, and bluntly. Maxine's bright, heart-warming smile turned to a frown. He waited for an answer, and crossed his arms as she took too long to provide one.

"Look, we had a fight, usually by now we're over it." Maxine pointed out. "I just want things to go back to normal, and I know you do too."

"You're right, I do. I want things to go back to before you told me about Brett, then mabey I wouldn't be so annoyed by the sight of you." That hurt. Maxine frowned again, and pouted slightly, something that always got Brody to soften.

"I love you." Was all she said.

"..I know." He said before walking to class, alone. Maxine stood perfectly still with a horrified and sad look on her face. Brody had never been so hostile with her before, he really was upset about all of this. She would have to work a lot harder to gain his trust again, but Maxine Slater never gave up, and she wasn't planning on giving up this time.

Maxine's thoughts were interrupted when she saw Blossom strut down the hall looking absolutely stunning.

Blossom smiled brightly as she waltzed down the hallway. Some girls actually stopped talking just to glare at her with envy burning in their eyes, and guys we're practically swimming in a puddle of their own drool. Jaws dropped as everyone stared at her with lust and jealousy. Blossom grinned and waved at a couple of fellow classmates as she walked. She approached Maxine, who was glaring at her in shock.

"Bloss?" Maxine choked out as she looked her up and down.

"Good morning, Max." Blossom smiled as she watched Maxine's eyes return to hers.

"Dressed to impress, I see." Maxine asked followed by a chuckle and a raised eyebrow. Blossom chuckled back and let a slight smirk tug at her lips, making her resemble Buttercup slightly.

"Mabey."

"You look fantastic, hun. Hope whoever you're so obviously trying to impress appreciates it."

"Me too." Blossom replied with hope in her eyes.


Bubbles rushed out of her first class of the day, in a rush to not be late for her second. She had the next class with Tyler and was just so exited to see him. She wanted to find out if they were seeing each other or he wanted to make it official. Unluckily for her, Tyler was not the first person she seen on the way to class.

Her eyes rolled as she saw Boomer chatting with some guy in the hall.

She passed Boomer without even sending him a glance, but he had seen her. She heard someone jogging towards her and groaned knowing exactly who it was. Boomer appeared beside her and he raced to match her speed. She continued to walk faster, trying to get away from him.

"Bubbles, wait up!" The blonde didn't answer back, just kept walking. She soon realised he wasn't going to give up any time soon and sent him a glance.

"Can I help you? Or are you just going to stalk me all day." Bubbles asked with an angry tone of voice, causing him to stop walking. She stood still, waiting for a reply. Boomer sighed deeply.

"I'm sorry."

"You're also a lying, devious son of a bit-" She stopped herself before she got any further. Even Bubbles didn't want to get into an argument that would go no where. Instead she just dropped it and continued walking to class.

"I really am sorry, I shouldn't have lied." Boomer said loudly enough for her to hear. Bubbles spun around and nodded, her eyes darting at him angrily.

"You're right..you shouldn't have lied. Not to me, or Tyler. You're supposed to be my friend, and I don't care if you done it to protect me or whatever, but that wasn't your choice. It's my choice if I want to get involved with him, you have no decision in the matter, Boomer!" She screamed. Luckily everyone else in the hall weren't paying much attention.

Bubbles sighed. "I suppose I should be thanking you. Thanks to your little lie, me and Tyler are finally a couple. So, thank you, Boomer. You really have made the happiest girl in the freaking school." She spat before walking into her class.

Boomer's face fell as soon as she said the word couple. He had to see it to believe it. Once he peaked into Bubbles class, he saw Bubbles skip happily to Tyler and kiss him. The two sat down beside each other, barely able to keep their hands of each other. Boomer looked away and closed his eyes, cursing himself.

He walked to his class, all the while wishing that this was all a dream, and he would wake up any second.


Brick glanced at the clock, waiting for class to be over. He still had twenty minutes of History, and he was just counting down the minutes. Brick was nursing a hangover from the previous night, and really didn't feel like listening to what his teacher had to see. unfortunately, his teacher noticed this.

"Are you paying attention, Jojo?" Mr Millar, Brick's History teacher, asked him. Brick glanced up at his teacher and sat back in his seat, narrowing his eyes. He smirked before replying.

"Was I supposed to be paying attention?" He replied, causing many of the students to chuckle and giggle. Brick smirked handsomely and watched as Mr Millar's face grew red with anger.

"Yes!" Mr Millar yelled. "Just listen, please. I can't keep stopping my lesson to tell you off, Mr Jojo."

Brick nodded, although he had no intention of listening to Mr Millar blab on about something that happened 200 years ago. He didn't think it was relevant. Brick always did hate History class. Instead of listening, Brick closed his eyes and began to daydream. His mind was wandering on when he suddenly saw a flash of blonde enter his mind.

He was confused as a scene, or more like a flashback or memory, began playing in his mind.

"Wow." Boomer said as he walked into the kitchen, and seen a very drunk Brick falling about the place. Boomer slapped his forehead as Brick fell to the ground laughing. He must be pretty drunk. Carly was nowhere to be seen, it was just Brick and Boomer in the kitchen.

"How much have you had to drink?" Boomer asked, finally making his presence known. Brick looked up from the ground and shot him a grin, holding a half empty bottle of whiskey up in the air as he tried to stand back up.

"Hey bro!" He said grinning. "Uh..I lost count 2 b-bottles ago."

"Give me the bottle!" Boomer demanded as he held his hand out for the bottle. Brick furrowed his brows and pouted like a child and hugged the bottle close to him. Boomer sighed and picked up Brick's arm, and slung it over his shoulder to help him stand back up.

"Y-You're the best brother ever, y-you know that man?" Brick said as he turned to him. Boomer boaked at the smell of his breath and grabbed the bottle from him, and put it on the table beside him.

"H-Hey! That was m-mine!" Brick stuttered.

Brick suddenly pulled himself out of his daydream with a gasp. Although it didn't feel like a daydream, it all seemed so real. Brick furrowed his brows at the familiarity of that scene. He knew that he didn't remember much of the party because he drank so much..but as it turned out..

The memory's were coming back to him..


"Hey Buttercup." Brody said as he sat down beside Buttercup on the bench. They were in boxing class, and taking a break to catch their breath. Buttercup was still curious about Brett, he had been plauging her mind a lot since the other night. Brody's too, obviously.

"What's up, dude?" Buttercup replied with a smile like nothing was wrong.

"Just avoiding Max. She wont leave me alone, that's all I want." Brody moaned.

Buttercup raised her eyebrow. "You two are like Ken and Barbie, why are you fighting?" She was curious, especially considering it could have something to do with Brett.

"She's not been honest with a lot of things. She always told me that she dated one guy before me, and he meant nothing, just a summer camp fling. Then I found out it was Brett Jonas."

Buttercup's eyes widened. She knew there was something going on between them but she never would have guessed that. It didn't seem like enough though, there was more to the story that only Maxine could tell. There had to be another reason why Maxine acted so strangely.

"Max and Brett? Wow. I don't see why you're mad though, man. The past is the past."

"You don't get it, BC. It's a lot more complicated. It's just lie after lie with her. I just wish she would be honest with me..for once!" Brody shook his head in disappointment.

"Tell her that yourself." Buttercup said as she nodded behind him. Brody turned around to see Maxine. She looked sad after hearing his last statement. Buttercup walked away, giving them a moment of privacy.

"I get that you're mad." Maxine said as she took a seat down beside him. "But you'll never know if we can make this work if you just give up. I promise to you, I'll be honest about everything from now on. There will be no secrets between us anymore." Maxine said, her eyes pleading that he would give her another chance.

Brody sighed. "Okay, Max. I'll give you a second chance, just don't let me down again." Maxine nodded, smiling.

Maxine threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. She pulled away a little bit and placed her lips on his, smiling against them. The pair kissed like it would be their last. Maxine hugged him again, thankful that she had him.

"I love you." Brody said.

"Forever and always." Maxine replied.


It was lunch time, and Brick was meeting his brother Butch in the dining room. Brick saw Butch sitting at their usual table, alone. He walked over and sat down across from him. Butch nodded towards him in acknologement. "How was your morning?" Butch asked sarcastically. After hearing about what a state Brick was at the party, he decided to make fun of him until the hangover was long gone. Brick rolled his eyes at his brother.

"Bloody brilliant." Brick replied with an equal amount of sarcasm.

"Watch your sarcasm, brother, you're starting to sound like Cordelia." Brick groaned at that name. Cordelia was an ex girlfriend that no one in their circle dared speak about, so Brick ignored his comment.

"Whatev-" Brick stopped talking as soon as she walked in.

Blossom walked in with her head held high and a cute smirk on her lips. Her eyes met Brick, and she gave him an enticing look before walking over to them. Butch began drooling as she strode over, her long perfect legs showing. She sat down at their table and smiled at the two speechless boys.

"Hello." She said in a casual voice.

"Bloss..you look.." Brick couldn't even find a word good enough to describe how she looked. She smiled brightly as he gawked at her. Blossom couldn't help but grin, her plan was working perfectly.

"Thanks, I guess. I hope you feel better, you looked pretty rough last night." Blossom put her hand on his shoulder and shot him a concerned look. Brick nodded back.

"I'm fine, thank you." He replied.

Butch, who had been quiet up until now, spoke. "So, what brought on this dress code, Blossom?"

"I just felt like a change." She shrugged.

"Well, you look great." Brick felt the words fall out of his mouth. Blossom thanked him with a smile. Something about her heartwarming smile felt familiar, and Brick felt himself fall back into a trance..another memory from that night.

"Brick? Is he okay?" Blossom said as she walked in, noticing Brick sprawled across the floor.

Boomer sighed in relief. "Thank god. Blossom, can you watch Brick for like ten minutes? I need to go find Butch and convince him to drive Brick home." Blossom nodded and walked over to Brick. Boomer left to go find Butch, leaving the pair alone. Brick looked up and smiled at Blossom.

"Pinky! How is my favourite red-head?" Blossom giggled and sat down beside him.

"I'm good Brick, but you don't look so good. Where's your date?"

Brick sighed. "She left with this g-guy Jason from the football team. I-I guess she didn't like me as much as I thought." Blossom frowned, but suddenly felt a little happy, knowing she could now tell him how she feels. She edged a little closer to him and put her hand on his.

"She doesn't realise what a sweet, smart and lovely guy you are. You're a catch. If she doesn't see that then..she's an idiot." Blossom said smiling. Brick turned to look at her and grinned uncontrollably.

Brick came back to reality, his face blank as the memory pondered in his mind. How was all of this coming back to him? Brick noticed Blossom's face look confused as he noticed he was staring.

"Uh..I have to go to class." Brick stood up.

"Brick..it's lunch?" Blossom reminded him.

Brick chuckled nervously. "Don't want to be late, right?" He said before rushing out of the cafeteria. Blossom and Butch glanced at each other confused.

"That was..wierd." Butch nodded in agreement.


So, Brick is starting to remember things..now that he remembers Blossom's kind words towards him, will his feelings start to change? Find out soon.

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Allie Peirce