Townsville High
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Chapter 35 - Believe In Magic
Last Chapter - Blossom hid a serious eating disorder from Brick and Bubbles. Maxine told Brody that they can't be friends. Buttercup and Butch's relationship grew stronger, and Sky and Tyler shared a crazy yet intimate moment as her secret almost came out.
"Just wait, I'll be out in a second!" Blossom's voice reached the other side of the door, where Bubbles was impatiently tapping her foot. It was half six in the morning, and if Blossom didn't hurry up, Bubbles wouldn't be able to have her long shower before school. Blossom quickly flushed the toilet. Her breakfast of blueberry pancakes and toast she had eaten earlier was now swirling around the toilet before vanishing.
Blossom got to her feet and stepped away from the toilet bowl before walking over to the sink. She washed her hands, using as much soap as she could, and then went on to brush her teeth and reapply her lip gloss. Blossom looked at herself in the mirror above the sink and flipped some of her hair away from her pale face, before lightly grazing her cheek. She could literally hear Bubbles' foot stomping outside the door, and decided to leave the examination till later.
"Finally!" Bubbles sighed as Blossom opened the door. "What took you so long?"
Blossom let a small smile tug at her glossy red lips. "I couldn't decide what to wear."
The tall red-head walked past her small blonde sister, without saying another word. She had not exactly told a lie, it had taken her a while to figure out what to wear. She found that most of her clothes made her look too fat. Eventually she had decided upon a pink long-sleeved shirt, white leggings and a white cardigan. Her hair also took a while, as she put it up in a messy bun, but debated whether to straiten it or not for half an hour.
"Morning." Blossom heard the voice of her wonderful boyfriend as she entered the living room. She smiled brightly when she saw Brick sitting on the couch. Bubbles had let him in ten minutes ago, and he had waited patiently for Blossom to be ready. He rose to his feet and made his way over to her.
"Good morning." A grin tugged her lips. Brick gave her a quick kiss on the lips before walking into the kitchen. Seconds later he came back out holding two cups of coffee, and handed one to Blossom. She looked at it, wondering how many sugars he had put in. Taking a small sip, Blossom tasted the sugary hot liquid and her stomach suddenly groaned. She wandered over to the couch and put it on the table, not wanting to drink it.
Blossom took a seat on the couch and waited for Brick to join her.
Meanwhile, upstairs Buttercup was busy trying to sneak Butch out of the house before Brick or Bubbles found him in there. Butch almost tripped over his own feet as Buttercup used both hands to hurriedly push him towards the window. Butch gave Buttercup a questioning look.
"You expect me to jump out of your window?" Butch asked, causing Buttercup to roll her eyes.
"Yes, now go before someone finds you." She said as she tried to literally push him out of the window. Butch quickly held onto each side of the window before turning back to Buttercup. He was looking at her like she was crazy, but then again everyone was a little crazy in the Utonium house.
Butch shook his head. "You know, I might still have superpowers but flying isn't one of them, do you want me to fall to my death!?"
His statement was very true. Even though the girls had lost their powers at the age of thirteen, Butch and his brothers still obtained a few of theirs, although they never once used them. After they decided to stop fighting the side of good and start becoming regular teenagers, they decided that the powers were useless and they haven't used them since, except Butch once when Buttercup was attacking him.
Buttercup crossed her arms. "You won't die, you big idiot, just jump. The worst you'll do is break something."
At first Butch thought she was joking, but the look on her face proved that she wasn't. Butch's eyes grew wide at the fact she intended for him to actually jump out of a window to avoid getting caught. He shut the window so that Buttercup couldn't push him out and turned around fully to face her.
"Look, Blossom knows. Bubbles will be getting changed. We can just get Blossom to distract Brick while I sneak out the back door." Butch suggested, hoping she would go for it. Sneaking out of her house was better than being pushed out of a window any way. Buttercup sighed before giving in, and making her way to the door.
Butch followed behind her, and they slowly and quietly made their way down the hall. Buttercup and Butch's heads turned to the bathroom door, where they luckily heard the shower spraying, saying that the coast was clear. Buttercup grabbed Butch's hand and led him down the stair, cringing at every creek the stair made as they stood on it. They could see the back of Blossom and Brick's heads on the couch.
Buttercup and Butch stood at the bottom of the staircase, and then saw that Brick was turning his head, so Buttercup pushed Butch onto the stairs, where he almost broke his tooth on the fall. Brick and Blossom's heads whipped around as they heard the noise, and Buttercup looked to the stairs were luckily, Butch was lying, hidden by the banister.
"What was that noise?" Blossom asked Buttercup curiously.
"I um..tripped. Hey, Brick, nice hat." Buttercup said nervously, trying to change the subject. Brick smiled at her in gratitude before turning back to the TV, as they were watching some documentary. Blossom continued looking at her with furrowed brows at Buttercup's behaviour.
Buttercup's eyes dodged from Butch to Blossom, trying to make her realise that he was there, but she still looked clueless. Eventually, Buttercup decided that it wasn't working, and she grabbed Butch's arm and raised it in the air for Blossom to see. She opened her mouth before nodding in understanding and turning to Brick.
"Uh.." Blossom said, not knowing how to distract him, then she realised what to do. She grabbed his face and kissed him passionately, feeling his arms wrap around her. Buttercup quietly helped Butch back up and they began to wander over to the other side of the room, where the back door was.
They slowly and carefully walked across the room, trying to be as quick as they could without making a noise. They soon made it to the back door, and Buttercup grasped the handle, slowly turning the knob and opening the door. She looked over to Blossom and noticed she was still kissing Brick. Buttercup stepped aside so that Butch could go past her, and he kissed her before leaving.
Buttercup hadn't realise how long the kiss was lasting, and eventually pushed Butch away and out the door before closing the door, slowly as it neared close. When the door was fully closed and Butch was gone, she sighed in relief and smiled, before wandering into the kitchen to get some breakfast.
"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it." - Roald Dahl
Blossom's POV
When I was just ten years old, I remember my father telling me that sometimes life would get hard, and the world wouldn't seem so great, but there would always be the magic looming before me. He told me that one day I would see the magic for myself, that when one day everything was breaking apart and I would start to doubt that the world was anything but cruel and unimaginable, I would remember the magic.
But how can that be true? My father is dead. Where is that magic now? The world took the one person that gave me hope. This world is nothing but damaging, and awful. I have no father any more, I'm just an orphan. Even Maxine had four parents and now she only has one mother, that isn't even her real mother. Tyler has no parents, just a sister that he used to despise.
My father held so much hope and had so many dreams for me. That I would grow up to become a teacher, like I had always wanted, that I would one day save the world with my sisters by my side. But now none of that is left. My grades are slipping, me and my sisters don't fight crime, instead we sleep beside the enemy.
How can I hope for anything when I'm losing everything that I ever had believed in? Do you understand how that feels? Here I am on this day, torn from the girl I used to be. I have an eating disorder. Father would have been so disappointed in me. I've given up. Nothing is left of who I once was, just my name, that is all.
"Blossom?" I don't even want to believe that I am Blossom anymore. Who dares call me that? Blossom was a smart girl with dreams and goals, and I'm just me. My eyes traveled to the seat beside me, where Brick sat. Wonderful Brick. He's a constant reminded of my old self, which is refreshing but terrifying.
I faked a brilliant smile. "Yes?"
"We have to get going to school, we're going to be late." He said in a soothing voice before standing up from the couch. I nodded before standing up myself, taking my unrightful place beside him. I felt his hand take mine, carefully lacing his fingers with my own. We walked, hand in hand, towards the front door.
"Bubbles, Buttercup!" I yelled loudly, alerting my sisters that it was time to go. I heard a noise from upstairs before I saw Buttercup and Bubbles walking down. I took a second to notice what they were wearing.
Buttercup was clad in green, as always. Her hair was up in a high pony tail, slick straight and loose. Her legs were covered by a pair of insanely dark green jeans, that hugged her skinny legs. She wore a plain green crop top, with a black shirt underneath it. No make-up clad her face, because she knew she didn't need it. Natural beauty always graced her.
Then I moved on to Bubbles, who put more effort into her appearance this morning. Her curly blonde hair was tied to one side, the singular pony tail hanging beside her face and resting on her shoulder. She wore a very light blue short-sleeved shirt that had the word, 'Angel' sprawled across it in white. Matched with a pair of dark blue shorts, although the shorts weren't as short as usual, they were slightly longer. The only make-up she wore was black mascara and light pink lipstick.
I couldn't help but envy their beauty. They didn't even try to look as stunning as they did, it was just there. Always. It doesn't feel fair, to be perfectly honest. Both of my sisters get life handed to them on a silver plate, and I have to work for it all.
How is that fair? Buttercup gets to fall for someone, all the while keeping her true colours intact. Buttercup gets to be herself all the time, she doesn't have to try for anyone! She can control her painful emotions like they don't mean a thing, and Bubbles? She had two amazing guys fighting over her, while she formed some sort of friendship with mine. Everyone loves her. She doesn't even have to try. I hate that.
"Come on then." Brick said, breaking my trance from my two sisters. I turned to him, my face blank and angry almost, my thoughts were making me jealous and destructive. I took another glance at my sisters before turning back to Brick, and linking my arm with his, smirking at the feeling of pure want and need. He smiled at me, not catching my smirk as I quickly changed it into a grin, and we walked out of the door.
I will prove it to them, that I can be just as good as them. I can stop emotions controlling me, I can make people love and want me without effort. I can be just like my sisters and ten times better. They'll never know what hit them.
Normal POV
Skylar's blue hair bounced as she arrived into school, an hour late. Her face was drained of emotion, and her stare was mean. After spending forty minutes with at hospital, she was ready to kill anyone that stepped out of line in front of her. She wondered when Tyler would figure this all out, when he would find out about her special disorder, because she knew he would find out eventually, then all hell would break loose.
A small smile graced her emotionless face as she saw Tyler, standing by his locker. He was talking to some girl that she remembered from English class. That annoying ex girlfriend of his, Heather. She scowled at the sight of Heather before walking over to Tyler.
"Hi Ty, bye Heather." Sky said with a fake sweet voice as she stood in front of Heather. The blonde ex girlfriend of Tyler scoffed before turning on her Gucci heels and storming away. Tyler couldn't help but laugh in her face at her hostility towards the poor girl.
She narrowed her eyes. "What are you laughing at!?" She barked.
"You, love. Heather was only asking me for notes on our Maths quiz. So anyway, decided to talk to me? You dodged my calls all morning." Tyler said with a small grin. He had tried to get a hold of her since the other night. Truth be told, he wanted to know why she had kissed him, because she left it like she didn't want to talk to him again, and then here she was in front of him again.
"About the other night, I went a little mental, but you should never touch a ladies' phone, Tyson." She smirked at him and flipped her long blue hair. Tyler laughed at her little act and turned around to close his locker. He turned back to face her and noticed the way that her hair shined in the dim light of the school hall.
"You're forgiven, as long as you explain the kiss." Tyler pushed, his face turning from happy to a brand of playful yet serious. Sky rolled her eyes but knew that question was bound to come up at some point.
"I was angry at you, okay? When I'm angry I turn to intimacy for comfort."
Tyler nodded. "I do that too." They stared at each other for a few seconds before Tyler finally decided to walk. Sky jogged beside him and grabbed the Maths book from his hand, making him glance at her with his eyebrow raised in slight curiosity.
"What do you want my Maths book for?" Tyler asked.
She smirked. "You gave blonde girl notes, I need them too. I'm failing dreadfully in Maths. Maybe you should tutor me." Her eyes flashed flirtatiously, making him smirk. They were so much alike that it sometimes scared him.
"Sure. Why are you so late anyway?" He asked. Tyler noticed her tense up for a few seconds as she looked down at the small book, avoiding his stare. Tyler's eyes narrowed into slits. His curiosity kept getting the better of him, I mean, wouldn't you be curious if a girl like this was in your life?
"I just had to go see an old friend, is all. Nothing important." She lied straight through her teeth. Tyler stopped walking immediately, making Sky stop too. She looked at him with a streak of nervousness, which disappeared as soon as it came. Tyler shook his head at her in frustration.
He scoffed. "Don't do that, love. Please just tell me where you actually where. It has something to do with that guy on the phone, doesn't it?"
Sky looked away. "No."
"Sky." Tyler pushed, brushing his fingers across her jaw, forcing her to look at him. Her cold, hard eyes softened at him. She had been putting up a tough exterior, that only Tyler seemed to be able to bring down. Sky hated that. He was too alike, they were too alike. She couldn't stand it.
"Can we just talk about this later, please? We're going to be late." She said desperately before tugging on his sleeve and dragging him towards the class room. Tyler decided to let it go for now, but he was going to ask her later on, and he wasn't taking no for an answer. One day this secret would come out, whether Skylar Anderson liked it or not.
Butch's eyes grew dull as he watched the arms of the clock, ticking slowly. He sat on his usual seat in Social Studies class, with Brody beside him. His mind was fixed on the clock, not because he was bored or waiting for class to be over, but because he was savouring time.
His whole world had become a ticking clock, just waiting for the bomb to explode. He possibly only had five days left being Buttercup's secret boyfriend, or whatever he was to her. He didn't want it to end. Butch enjoyed falling asleep beside her, waking up to her face and snarky comments, being able to kiss her without her slapping him or storming off. It was like heaven.
One hundred and twenty hours.
That's how long five days is. That's how long he had left. Or that was how long until their relationship lost the element of secrecy, and became known to everyone. Butch didn't know what was best. Their relationship was so good because it was secret, it was theirs and only theirs. It made the private time they had together so much better. They didn't know if their relationship would work without it. Without the factor of secrecy.
"Butch."
His eyes narrowed and shut out the world.
"Hello, earth to Butch!?"
Tick. Tick. Tick.
"BUTCH!"
Finally Butch snapped out of it and turned to look at Brody, his eyes wide in surprise and his chest thumping up and down. Brody had screamed right in his ear, causing the dark-haired boy to jump in shock. Butch raised his eyebrow at Brody, who was trying not to laugh at the surprised look on Butch's face.
"What?" Butch asked as his hands jumped in the air for effect.
Brody chuckled. "I was trying to ask you if you knew what the answer to number seven was."
Butch's face furrowed, wondering what he meant by number seven. He looked down at the piece of paper in front of him and noticed he had not yet got to work on his school work. He cursed inside his head before looking back at his brunette friend and shaking his head.
"I wasn't really paying attention." That wasn't a surprise to Brody.
"Neither was I." Brody chuckled. "So, best mate of mine, how is things with Buttercup? Neither of you really told me what you're up to. I assumed the whole school would know of your little fling by now."
Butch had almost forgot that Brody was one of the two people that knew about him and Buttercup. He was the first person to find out, and Brody had been great to stay quiet about it, but of course he had some questions. It's not every day Butch Jojo gets this starstruck over just a girl, but Buttercup was of course different that his other flings.
"We're still keeping it a secret. Like a trial run, just until we realise if it will work or not." Butch responded, his eyes darting back to the clock. Brody raised an eyebrow, thinking of something. He was about to ask the same question that had been on Butch's mind for a while now.
"Well, do you think it will work? I mean, at the end of this trial run, do you think she'll still want to be with you when it isn't secret?" Brody asked curiously. Butch tore his eyes away from the clock, and he didn't even need to think of the answer, he already knew it.
"No." He said blankly. "I think she'll realise without it being secret, it won't be the same, but that's why this trial run is such a good idea. I have five days to change her mind. I'm going to prove that it can work." Butch's tone was serious and determined. Brody couldn't help but let a smile grace his lips. He had been Butch's best friend for a while, and he had never seen him like this over a girl. It was refreshing to see him falling so deep.
Brody's smile widened. "I hope you do, you've never been happier, man. I just hope things work out for you two, lord knows I screwed up my relationship, don't take her for granted, because you never know how important something is until it's gone."
Butch noticed Brody staring at Maxine the whole time he spoke, and he frowned. Butch could never imagine loosing Buttercup like Maxine had lost Brody and vise versa. It was too hard to think about. He had become so used to her the thought losing her was like a bad dream. Butch wasn't lying, he was planning on doing everything to change her mind, and the thought of that brought the happy smirk to his face.
He was going to make sure she knew what a great guy he was.
"I don't plan on losing her, ever." Butch smiled as he noticed Buttercup at her desk, asleep, making him smile more.
"Oh, Tyler, you look so different!" A girly voice giggled. Sky's eyes grew dangerous as she turned the corner and saw Heather standing with Tyler again. That girl never seemed to give up. Sky remembered Bubbles telling her that Heather warned her about dating him, and here she was, flirting with him. Heather obviously just wanted him all to herself.
Sky noticed the way that Heather brushed his arm with her hand, and her nails were blood-red and fake, just like herself. Her dirty blonde hair was down and so long that it reached her mid back, also poker strait. You could tell that it wasn't her natural hair colour. She was dressed in an expensive dress and Gucci heels, she looked like the rich version of Sky that she never showed anyone, apart from Tyler.
"We should go out on Friday." Heather smiled in a sweet way. "I mean, you aren't seeing Bubbles anymore, its perfect timing, right?"
A small smirk took place on Sky's face as she got an idea. She made her way over to Tyler, her hair flipping from side to side as she did so. Within seconds, she was in between Heather and Tyler, and she was kissing him passionately. Heather glared at them in shock and jealousy as Tyler started to kiss her back.
With a groan, Heather was storming off down the hall. Sky pulled away from Tyler and smirked at the look on his face. He froze with his mouth still open in surprise, until he eventually looked down at the blue haired girl before him.
"What was that for?" Tyler asked in shock.
Sky grinned. "I'm impulsive, what can I say? Come on, we have class to get to."
They headed down the hall, all the while Tyler's mind was racing. Why was she always so confusing? Every time she saw him with another girl she either got angry or impulsive, but she made it clear that she didn't want to go out with him, so what was she doing? Sky couldn't get the kiss out of her head, but she tried, desperately.
"You really have to stop kissing me like that." Tyler spoke slowly
Sky laughed. "Why, because you might start to fall for me?"
The pair of them smirked at each other before walking into class.
It was free period, and most of the gang were together chatting, having a laugh before their next class. But Blossom was alone. She sat on the usual bench all by herself. She had managed to avoid going for an early lunch with Brick by making up some excuse about homework, which luckily for her, Brick bought her lie.
Blossom was staring blankly at her maths book, trying to determine if she was going to pass the maths test she had today. She had failed the last three tests, which only made her mood worse. All she had known herself for was being smart, and now that she was failing in her best subject, that all faded away before her eyes.
Each time she had noticed that she got a question wrong, she got so frustrated that she wanted to scream. Her eyes trailed down the page in her book, rethinking every question that she had answered. She only had three left, but she was paying more attention to the ones she had already done, wondering if they were correct or not.
Suddenly she had noticed a blonde head bobbing her way, and she smiled. Seconds later her small sister, Bubbles was sitting beside her on the bench. They hadn't had a real chance to talk since the argument the other day, and Blossom wanted to clear the very awkward air between them.
"I'm sorry about last night." Bubbles said softly as a tiny smile tugged her lips, hoping for forgiveness.
Blossom smiled back. "Why are you saying sorry? I should be the one to apologize, I shouldn't have yelled at you like that. It's not your fault you got the wrong impression."
A sick feeling touched her stomach as she said those words to her sister. What Bubbles didn't know was that she had plenty to worry about as she had gotten the exact right impression. Blossom couldn't tell her that though, because then Bubbles would tell Buttercup, who would tell Brick, who would try to help her. She didn't want their help. The pity was exactly what she wanted to avoid, if they knew she would be surrounded by people trying to help her.
"Well I guess we were both in the wrong." Bubbles admitted. Blossom nodded in agreement before turning back to her maths book. Bubbles eyes gazed the book too, and a grin took her lips. "You know, I'm not great at maths, but I'm pretty sure that those are the right answers, so why don't you come inside and hang out with us?"
Blossom shrugged. "I don't think so. I want to make sure they are all correct, I can't fail another test. What would dad think?" It wasn't a question, it was more of a statement. Blossom had a feeling that if her father was here, he would tell her that failing was unacceptable, and she should try harder.
Bubbles frowned. "Blossom, I don't know what he would think or say about you failing, but he's not here, is he? He would want you to go and be happy with your friends, right? So come on." The blonde tugged at Blossom's arm, making her give in.
"Fine, but if I fail, I'm telling him that it's your fault." Blossom said before picking up her book. Bubbles looked at Blossom with furrowed brows and a slightly horrified expression on her face.
"..You still talk to him?" Bubbles asked. Her sister nodded slowly and casually, like it was no big deal. Blossom had told Butch about it once, that she still talking to his pictures when she needed advice or just to talk to someone. Butch didn't think that it was that big of a deal, but it slightly worried Bubbles.
"Blossom, let's just go back inside. Brick's waiting for you." Bubbles smiled brightly. "Oh, and he got you this at the canteen."
Bubbles handed Blossom a tuna sandwich, which was Blossom's favorite. She looked down at the small triangular container that had the sandwich inside and her stomach growled harshly, making Blossom want to scream for it to shut up. She swallowed hard and put the sandwich inside her bag, not wanting to eat anything right now.
"I'll eat it later." Blossom lied.
Bubbles smiled and led her sister back into the school, where their friends were waiting. Blossom saw Brick there and he grinned at her, happy to see her. She slid into his strong arms and shut her eyes tightly, wishing that she could just run away and avoid this all.
"Hi, Max." Maxine turned her head to the side to see Skylar and Bubbles. She was sitting at the canteen having lunch alone, when her two friends showed up. Maxine smiled at them before going back to playing around with her pasta. She noticed Brody sitting at a table at the other end of the canteen, with Butch, Tyler and Brick. Her eyes avoided him and looked down at her food again.
"You'll never guess what I heard." Bubbles said dramatically. She always was a gossip. "Do you remember that girl Heather? Someone cut holes in her really expensive dress. She went insane and started screaming at everyone!"
Maxine and Skylar tried not to laugh. No one in their group really liked this girl, especially these three girls. She once went after Brody when he was still with Maxine, and after she purposely tried to break Bubbles and Tyler up, all of the girls at this table decided to hate her.
Skylar hid a smirk. "Guess she should have been careful who she got on the wrong side of."
Bubbles and Maxine laughed, and Skylar looked down at her salad with a smirk on her face. She laughed along with her friends and looked over to the boy's table to see Tyler smiling at her. She smiled back at him and waved, causing Bubbles and Maxine to glance at her with large grins on their faces.
"You don't have a thing for my brother do you?" Maxine grinned.
Skylar grinned back. "Of course not, Maxy."
She looked over at him again with a bright smile on her face.
Well, long chapter! The next one wont be too long :)
Next Chapter - Brick starts to worry for Blossom's health. Butch tries everything to convince Buttercup that he is the right guy for her. &Tyler asks Sky on a date.
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