Townsville High

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Chapter 30 - Love is the answer.

Last Chapter - Blossom's self confidence shattered. Brody promised to stay quiet about Butch and Buttercup's secret relationship. &Blossom realised that Skylar is hiding something.


Buttercup POV

Someone once asked me what love was.

I was so young that love was just a word to me, something so insignificant that I didn't understand it, I still don't. Love is foreign to me, I've never felt it and no one has ever felt it for me. For years I thought that it didn't exist because it seems too complicated and painful to be a real emotion, then I realised it was becoming true more and more each day.

The person who asked me was one of my old friends, Mitch. I never found out what happened to him. I assumed that when I moved back here, he would find me and we would pick up where we left off, as good friends that always had each other's backs, but he's nowhere to be seen.

Maybe he moved on, left town, forgot this life like I did. Mitch asked me what love was, and I told him it was a battle. Like when you're fighting, and your heart races at the heat of the battle. How when you touch that person in front of you, everything stops and the earth holds still. How by the end of the battle, one is victorious and one is broken. Destroyed.

That was my view of love, until I started to not believe in it at all.

One day I'll see him again, and I'll tell him that love is not a battle. It's just a fucked up feeling that makes no sence. I'll tell him that love is an emotion that can feel so good and wrong, and when it's gone all you have left is the feeling of what was and what could have been. Love is not a battle, it's a never ending fight to keep what is important.

"What's on your mind?" Ah, he speaks. My chaotic best friend. But he is so much more than that now, he's my whole reason to believe. If someone can change as much as he has, then that gives me hope that my change from the girl I was to the girl I am today, is alright.

I turned to him, my eyes fixed on his. My back was pressed against the edge of my couch, my legs spread out before me as Butch sat facing me, doing the same. Our legs were pressed against each other. Luckily we were alone, as my sisters were out with my his brothers.

"I'm just thinking about an old friend." I replied with a smile.

It's the times like this I love. Just being alone with him, and being able to show the side of myself I've only ever shown him. The side that cares and has all sorts of emotion inside and out. Butch can see that side of me and still see the real me, which is what makes him special to me.

"Oh yeah? Who?" Butch asked, inquisitiveness burning in his tone.

"Mitch." I replied with a smile. "He was like my best friend, before I left for Citysville. I figured I would have seen him by now, but he's nowhere to be seen."

Butch's eyes lit up, remembrance shown. Did he know Mitch? That would be interesting. My two best friends knowing each other. Maybe Butch knows where he is? Okay, I'm officially thinking too much, just let him talk.

"Mitchelson, huh? Yeah he was around after you guys left. He was here in the first year of Townsville, then he disappeared, no one knew what happened to him. He probably just moved without telling anyone." Butch replied. I tilted my head as my face furrowed in confusion.

It's not like people just fall of the face of the earth. I know there's a good chance I'll never see Mitch again, but I'll always wonder how his life turned out. Did he find a new best friend? One just like me. Maybe he has a girlfriend, or a weekend job, maybe he's planning for college next year. Maybe he found love, and found out what it's really like for himself.

"Were you friends with him?" I asked in curiosity.

"We were at one point, but he spent all his time talking about how he missed you. Back then listening to my friend go on about missing my crazy counterpart wasn't all that fun, so we drifted apart. I never did find out what happened to him, I guess he just moved on." Butch spoke so softy I almost got lost just listening to his voice.

Sometimes people need to leave, to move on from the past. I think that's what Sky done when she left Citysville. Maybe things got hard and she had to go, like Mitch. Something makes me think that something sinister is going on. Not just with Sky, but with Mitch too.

I've known him my whole life, he wouldn't just leave without an explanation. He would make a big dramatic goodbye and leave everyone hanging, that's just the type of guy he was. My thoughts began to drift horribly, thinking that something bad had happened to him.

I'm getting ahead of myself, he'll be fine. He's most likely living it up in some sunny resort with a girl on each arm and a drink in each hand. That was his chaotic and fun lifestyle, well I assume so. I wonder if he's thought about me in the last few years, and wondered how I'm getting on.

"How did you meet everyone? Like Brody, Max and Ty. I mean, you all seemed so close when me and my sister's showed up again, were you all friends with Mitch?" I asked.

"Well, only me and my brothers were friends with Mitch, but I think Max talked to him a few times. I met Max through Brick. They had been paired up on an assignment, and he introduced her to me. It felt like I was gaining a sister. We got so close in a small matter of time." Butch explained. That's exactly what Mitch was like with us, a big brother that would look out for us. I guess Maxine is like the sister that they guys never had.

"I met Brody in boxing class. He walked over and he said something to me that made our friendship." He paused dramatically for affect, leaving me hanging on his every word. "He said, 'You're my new best friend. No questions asked.',"

I laughed out loud at his story, and Butch chuckled along with me.

"I was pretty confused at first, but he told me that he was dating my self-proclaimed sister, so we were automatically friends. We sparred together and hung out every day until we eventually became friends."

My smile grew. "And Tyler?"

"One day I walked over to our usual bench and I found Ty sitting with some girls, and when I walked over and asked who he was, he told me that he was Boomer's new friend. Then he talked me up to one of the girls, and ever since then I we became really good friends." Butch said with a smile as he remembered the memory. I grinned, knowing how much that story sounded like something Tyler would do.

I wondered what my life would be like right at this moment, if I had never came back to this town and had never met Butch again. He would always just be a faded memory of a boy that I used to despise and fight at any chance I could. Never in a million years would I have imagined falling for him.

See, I've had many boyfriends. Some nice, some not. I cared for some of them, deeply, and others were just a mistake. With Butch, it was all different. No boy had ever made me feel like this, no other boy had ever made me feel. It was amazing to have someone so important that meant so much to me, and that I mattered to him.

"You know how much I like you, right?" I asked in a shaky voice, the words sounding foreign to me. I never thought I would ever utter those words, and not to Butch Jojo of all people. Butch seemed as surprised as I did to hear those words come out of my mouth, because he was gaping at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What brought that on?" He chuckled.

I smiled, showing off my pearly white teeth. "You did. You might be a fucking idiot, but I like it."

He grinned at me. "Yeah? Well you might be fucking drop dead crazy, but I love it."

We both leaned forward and collapsed into each other's strong and comfortable arms as our lips collided. For once, my thoughts faded away. That little voice in my head, my voice, it disappeared and everything went quiet and still. For once, I was just happy to be living in the moment, with the guy that surrounded my world and made me breathe again.


Maxine POV

What is love? Well, it's a magical feeling. You'll only ever truly love one person, only one will always have a place in your heart. If you're lucky enough to find that person, never let them go, no matter what. That person for me is Brody. I'm in love with him. So in love that it hurts when we're apart.

He told me he can't sleep unless I'm next to him, well I can't either. But it's time to do the right thing for our relationship. I can't ever imagine not being in love with him. I always will be. He's my lover, my hero, my whole word and utter universe. He's the love of my life.

"Maxine." Oh, there he is now. His perfectly short and scruffy light brown hair swayed as he wandered over to me. His piercing green eyes met my colbalt blue orbs, and in that moment, nothing was wrong. Love was all that was there.

"How are you?" I asked as my hand grazed over his own before it rested on his upper shoulder. He smiled at me, but it didn't seem sincere. It was a sad smile. Something that broke me inside. No one likes to see that type of smile on someone they love.

He sighed. "I'm okay. Where did you stay last night?" I was expecting this question. I hadn't yet told him where I had decided on staying. Truth is, when you're hanging on to what little family you have left, it seems hard to figure out where your place is.

"Tyler's, but I'm going back to Mellisa's tonight. She was there for me when my real family where literally falling apart. I can't shut her out anymore, it's time to forgive and forget." I spoke so softy it came out as an audible whisper.

"Are you sure that's what you want?" His voice horrified me. He knew it was what I wanted, but it wasn't what he wanted. For once I couldn't give him what he needed, he needed me to be around him. He needed our relationship to mean something to me, and for it to be going somewhere. But lately all we did was fight, fight and fight.

"Yeah, I mean if I wasn't adopted I would have had do deal with Elizabeth committing suicide, with my real dad leaving just like Ethan did, and with Tyler falling apart. If it wasn't for Mellisa, I would have led a horrible life, and I might not have met you." Brody was touched by the last part, but his sad smile returned.

He kissed me twice on the lips, it was so sweet I couldn't feel myself breathing any more. But luckily my breath caught back up with me. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and leaned up to kiss his cheek lovingly.

"Why can't we just stop fighting?" Brody asked me in sad frustration. I had been asking myself that for a long time now. For the past two weeks, it was like we were Buttercup and Butch, fighting, screaming, kicking. The lot. I don't see why? We're in love. This isn't love. Love is not a battle.

"I don't know." I was losing my voice. If it was hard hearing the words, it was harder having to say them. What if this doesn't work? What if a whole year and seven months of us being in love is just for nothing? Why are we fighting?

Brody frowned. "..I don't want us to fight any more, Max."

That's all I needed to hear.

"I really do love you, Brody, and we will live together in the future. But for now, let's just be kids for a little while longer." I said. It was hard to say, but it had always been there, lingering around us like a rain cloud. Brody nodded, understanding fully.

"I love you too, Max. Forever and always." His voice almost broke, but recovered. I felt a sad smile of my own tug at my lips before I pulled him into a long and tight hug, never wanting to let go of him.

Although we both avoided it, me and Brody were treading on thin ice. One more argument or fight and it would just be over. We loved each other, but sometimes love wasn't enough to keep a relationship going. I was trying so hard to hang on to what we had, and we would, we just had to be careful, or it would all be over and done.

I nodded, trying desperately to control my rough breathing. "Forever and always."


Blossom's eye twitched as she looked herself in the mirror. Her head was titled to the side and her bright pink eyes were dull of emotion, staring at the sight she was sick of seeing. Her thoughts had betrayed her lately, thinking that she wasn't good or pretty enough. Thinking she wasn't smart or stong enough. Thinking she just wasn't enough.

Every little impurity began to show. It was as thought one little bad test had managed to trigger all of her insecurity's at once. Everything she had noticed that wasn't exactly perfect or to it's best, was now aware to her. Blossom wondered if Brick noticed this, that she wasn't perfect.

His last girlfriend was perfect. She had never met Cordelia, but she had seen a picture of her once in Brody's house, as she was once very close to him.

This girl he used to date was the true definition of perfect. Her long, slightly curly brunette hair, a few shades darker than Maxine's. Her eyes were a thrilling mix between crystal blue and emerald-green. One thing that Blossom noticed was how much skinnier and full of life Cordelia looked compared to her. She looked energetic and athletic, which Blossom didn't.

How could Brick go from such a beautiful and intriguing girl to a non-perfected red-head? That's all Blossom could seem to think about. For days, that same question had stuck, and it was tearing her apart even more.

"Blossom!" A shrill voice pulled her out of her trance.

Her eyes flew from the mirror to the closed door of the bathroom, and she heard Bubbles yelling from downstairs. Blossom thought of her sister now. She was always known as the 'prettiest' and the 'cutest' of the three. Blossom and Buttercup had never envied that before, Bubbles had earned that title, but Blossom was starting to wish her sister didn't always look so amazing.

"What?" Blossom yelled back, not taking her eyes away from the reflection of her pink orbs in the mirror. Her eyes narrowed slightly, wondering if people envied her pink eyes, but probably not. She thought it made her look so different from the rest of the normal friends she had, it made her look like a living breathing alien.

"Dinner is ready!" Bubbles' voice beckoned into the bathroom. Blossom looked down at her stomach in the mirror, bloated and not flat enough. Blossom had never cared about her weight until the impurity was shown. Her head titled once again before she swallowed hard.

"I'm not hungry." She said, less loudly, in a monotone. Bubbles had managed to hear it because she hadn't yelled back 'what?', or anything as such. Instead the blonde, downstairs, shrugged and gave more to Buttercup, who was happy enough with it.

Blossom ran a hand through her hair, and grimaced at the auburn roots that were spreading, soon to take cover of the beautifully dark red hair she had tried too hard to keep. She frowned as she looked at the fading colour and bit her lip, before noticing her teeth weren't as perfectly white as Sky's or Cordelia's where.

For once in her life, she didn't feel privileged to just be herself, because to her, herself wasn't near good enough.


Skylar stared blankly at her laptop, she was researching something near and dear to her, a secret that would make all of her new friends look at her much differently, something that singled her out from the crowd. Something that would break her if anyone found out. Something that made her leave Citysville.

Her eyes narrowed at the screen of her bright blue laptop. She swallowed the lump in her throat before shutting the laptop. Sky sat perfectly still before reaching over to the burgundy cabinet beside her bed and grabbing a half empty bottle of tequila and rum, her favorite drink. She took a long hard swig, letting the concoction ease her un-steady mind.

A sudden noise of footsteps made her eyes dart over to her door.

"Hi." Sky didn't speak, she was surprised to see him. "Blossom told me where you live, and your mom let me in. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come out with me and Max today."

She felt a sudden appreciation that he wanted to see her, so bad that he tried this hard. She knew that if he knew her secret that he wouldn't try as hard, that he would think she was not perfect like Blossom thought about herself.

"You could have called me, Tyler." She said in a monotone, for once getting his name right.

He blinked. "I don't have your number."

"True, maybe you have to earn it." The way Sky spoke was strange. It was a normally soft tone, but still interesting. Tyler didn't know why one simple girl made him feel so nervous. Most girls he met would fall at his feet and try to talk to him, Skylar wasn't like that. She thought that he had to earn even the right to talk to her.

"Maybe I will." He shot back. An edgy smile lit up Skylar's face before she stepped out of her bed. Long creamy legs rose, and the black heels she wore made her almost as tall as Tyler. Sky was pretty tall for her age, but she was still considered small when she stood beside either Tyler or Butch, who were both pretty darn tall for being sixteen.

Sky crossed her arms under her chest. "Where are we going then?"

"I haven't figured that part out yet." Tyler said. To be truthful, him and Maxine hadn't even made plans for tonight, he just wanted to talk to her. To see why she was so reluctant to be his friend. What singled him out from the rest? It was a question that had plagued his mind since he met her.

"Come with me." She spoke softly before taking his hand and leading him out of her room. The feeling of her slightly ice cold hand made Tyler flinch in nervousness, but he still followed her lead.


Butch's POV

She told me once that she'll never love me.

I guess I can deal with that, for now anyway. Love isn't easy, love is just a way of life. Still, she must think I'm not good enough for her. Why else would she tell me that? This is so fucked up. We're sneaking around like a pair of randy teenagers. Well, we are teenagers, but it's still funny thinking about it.

What are we even doing? I always thought about how everything would be perfect when we finally got together, and now it's all just running about, hiding our feelings, sneaking around. I fucking hate it. Sure, it's the only way, I just wish there was an easier way to do this.

Here I am, in my bedroom with Buttercup. She's lying on my bed, asleep. Blossom and Bubbles are home now so we told them that we were going to the skatepark. Another excuse to get away from them so we could be together. I feel sick about it. I'm pretty close to her sisters now, especially Blossom ever since that assignment. Now I'm lying to the both of them.

Buttercup doesn't seem to care about it. She's used to hiding her feelings, I'm the only one she's ever shown that beautifully emotional side to. I hate how much I've changed. Just listening to myself think, I sound nothing like me. I'm Butch freaking Jojo! What are we playing at, pretending that we're capable of all this change?

She fell asleep in my arms. I'm not surprised, we stayed up till late the other night before she sneaked back into her room through her window. I looked down at her, gently touching her face. She's so beautiful, but if I ever told her that I'd earn a slap. My eyes closed tight as just the feeling of her in my arms brought me to a happy universe, one that seemed far too good to be true.

I felt Buttercup move slightly as she began to wake up.

"Morning." She muttered with her eyes still closed. I chuckled and my hand remained on her face, delicately touching her soft cheek. Her eyes fluttered open and she found herself staring right into my eyes. God, she has nice eyes. They're fierce even at times like these, and the colour is amazing. I don't think I'd ever seen that shade of green before. Bright, yet dark as it neared the centre.

"It's like five in the afternoon, crazy girl." A smile lit up my face. Buttercup's face furrowed as she peered over my shoulder, glancing at the clock that sat on the chest beside my bed. She groaned and let her arms reach the air as she stretched out.

Buttercup chuckled. "I'm guessing that Brick and Boomer are still out then?"

"They're out with Maxine." I replied. Buttercup sighed as she leaned against my body, placing her head on the crook of my neck. Her breath on my neck was enough to make me shiver. Buttercup pulled the cover up more as the coldness took over, but when I was lying next to her, I was never cold. She was always freakishly hot even though she didn't think that.

"Four days." Buttercup's voice distracted me from my thoughts. It took me a moment to process what she had said. I raised my eyebrow before looking down at her, waiting for a verification.

"Huh?" I asked in utter and complete confusion.

Buttercup's face lit up in a smile. "Four days. It's been four days since we've fought about anything or even argued."

How come I hadn't realised? Oh well, I guess that's a good thing. It also means we're one step closer to being able to tell people about us, we just need time to do it's thing now.

"Hey, that's a record!" I chuckled. Buttercup laughed along with me. Her laugh is kinda musical, I'm pretty sure I could listen to it for hours on end, never getting bored. Dear lord, I'm getting sappy now. Damn that girl, she brings out the cute side of me, I hate that side.

A shiver danced up my spine as Buttercup's hand made its way to the side of my neck. She traced slowly and gently, her eyes fixed on her hand and a blank expression on her face. Sometimes I think she has two different girls inside of her. She can be so adorable, and so sweet, but then the next second she just switches and goes back to being..Buttercup. I think I prefer the menacing and fierce side of her though, it's the girl I fell for.

Her eyes shot up to meet mine. "If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?" She asked me in a quiet and sweet voice. Oh, there's the other girl now. Wonder how long until her usual side comes back.

"Hm..probably a race car." I smirked. Buttercup laughed that same musical laugh before smacking my arm. It shouldn't have hurt, but I forgot how strong that girl was. She might be quite small, but she packs a punch alright.

"I'm serious." She laughed. "Anything in the world. What would you want?"

I thought for a few seconds. "I guess I'd want for everyone in our group to get the happy ending, you know? For Brick to get over his commitment issue crap and for Ty to find someone who won't fuck him over, no offence to blondie. I'd want Max and Brody to be happy with each other again, and for us to be able to stop hiding our relationship."

My words must have touched her, because Buttercup was staring at me, her lips slightly parted and her eyes sparkling with an emotion I had never seen from her before. One side of her lip quirked upwards as her hands made their way to my chest, placing them lightly on me.

"That's pretty sweet, Butchy boy." She responded in admiration. I smiled lightly before placing a kiss on her lips, soft and sweet, but that didn't seem enough for her. Her arms snaked around my neck losely before she deeped the kiss, making it ten times more passionate.

Even if we had to hide it, it was real. Finally it was just us, me and my crazy girl.


Sky took Tyler into her living room, and passed by it to the back door that stood at the end of the hall. She opened it and led him out into her back garden, which was beautiful. A large oak tree stood tall beside a bed of blue tulips. Her picket fence was painted white, and there was a some-what large swimming pool. Skylar's parents were pretty rich, but not that rich, just enough to be able to afford the beautiful garden, swimming pool, and Skylar's small amount of designer gowns and shoes.

She let go of his hand and walked over to the grassy area surrounding the oak tree, and she sat down, cross-legged on the grass. Skylar looked up at Tyler, waiting for him to sit down in front of her, so he did.

"Why are we out here?" He asked curiously, looking around at the stunning sight.

"You want to get to know me, right?" Sky asked. Tyler looked at her with his eyes fixed on hers. That strange but gorgeous voice of hers beckoned through his head, registering her question. He had zoned out for a while until he finally answered her question.

"I guess so." He lied, of course he wanted to get to know this strange girl.

"This is my favorite place in the whole word." She said before looking out towards the pool. "I had a back garden back in Citysville. It was bigger than this one, but not nearly as beautiful. I didn't want to move because my garden was always the one place that made me happy, but then this one seemed better."

Tyler smiled. "Is this house nicer than your other one?"

"No, not really. But it feels more like home." She replied as a small smile tugged at her lips. Tyler felt more comfortable around her now, but that wouldn't last. She would find a way to make him uncomfortable again, one of her hidden talents. His hands lay on the grass in front of him, and her own hand occasionally brushed past it, sending shivers up his spine.

"Why do you want to get to know me?" Skylar asked. Her voice sounded intrigued, and it was testing him. Challenging him, even. Nothing was ever just simple when it came to Skylar, she needed to know everything, every detail.

Tyler thought for a few seconds. "You're different, there's something about you that makes you unique."

"You're right." She blinked. "But you don't want to know what makes me unique. Believe me, you may as well just keep your distance. Most people think I'm strange, so why are you even here with me, right now?"

"I was once the new guy. Out of the whole group discluding the Utonium's, I was the last to be in the group. It made me feel like I didn't fit in, I just want you to know that you fit in with all of us. We're all pretty strange in one way or another, love."

One side of Sky's mouth quirked up as her sparkly eyes studied him. His british voice was enough to make her melt, but she didn't change her singled opinion of him.

"Thanks, Tyson." She smirked.

So close, yet so far.


Bubbles' POV

Love, love, love.

It's just a word, right? A single word that can change someone's whole life and world. A word that many people say, but never mean. A word that many feel and never stop. I love. It's Boomer that I love, obviously. I find it funny that the first person I told was his brother, but it still felt good telling Boomer.

He's here with me. Sitting in the park, the wind bringing my hair away from my face and into the air. We spent many times at this park. We talked here a lot, about many things. We haven't talked about the accident in a while. I guess it's all behind us now. Thank god. I was sick of talking about it.

"What are you thinking about, angel?" Boomer's soothing voice rang through my head. I still feel goosebumps when he calls me angel. It's like the moment he told me that he loved me, I died and went to heaven, and now I'm an angel. Now I'm his angel.

My smile picked up. "You." Was all I said. Boomer's face lit up in a cute and charming way. How lucky am I? No seriously, don't you find me the luckiest girl in the world? I have the bestest boyfriend, and many friends. A good life is what I have. Townsville is to thank for that.

"Oh yeah?" He grinned. "Bet you think about me all the time."

Hell yeah, I did.

"I never stop." I said softly as his lips hovered over mine. Our lips were brought together in a heart-racing kiss. It's times like this I realise just how good my life is, and that luck has nothing to do with it. We were always meant for each other. Things like Tyler and the accident were just obstacles keeping us from one another, and we fought them. I'll always fight for him. Because I might be his angel, but he's my angel too.

You want to know what love is? It isn't a battle. It isn't a magical feeling. It isn't a way of life. It's just that. It's just love, pure and simple. Love is every feeling I get when Boomer speaks to me, and touches me, and makes me feel.

Love is the answer.


Well, it took a while to write that but I'm happy with it. Most of the people in this story are in love with someone, so this is their view on it all. Hope it came for an interesting read.

Also, did you like the POV's? Who's would you like to see next? It's all intierly up to you guys!

Next Chapter - It's Brody's 17th birthday, and things are going to get complaicated. Two couples will get closer, one couple will break apart, someone will find out a secret, someone will have a melt down, and all of them will have a night to remember.

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Allie Peirce