Townsville High

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Chapter 42 - What About Us?

Last Chapter - Buttercup gave Butch became exclusive. Sky told Tyler that she's in love with him. Blossom almost relapsed, but had Brick to help her out. And Maxine's running out of time to tell Brody about the baby before he notices for himself.

AN - (SORRY IF THERE'S ANY MISSPELLED WORDS OR ANYTHING, I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO LOOK OVER IT.)


"Blossom?" A deep voice woke Blossom from her peaceful sleep and her eyes rolled open reluctantly. She saw Brick smiling brightly down at her as the light from outside shone through the window, lighting up his handsome face. Blossom smiled back and looked up at him as her head remained on the pillow.

"You have to get up." Brick said softly.

Blossom pouted her lips and pulled her light pink quilt fully over her head. "Do I have to?" She asked, muffled, to Brick. She heard him chuckle as the quilt was pulled back, bringing her back to the light of day.

"Yes, you have to. We have school at eight."

She sighed. "Fine, but just wait five minutes." Blossom said in a sleepy voice as she curled into Brick's strong arms and smiled to herself. She always felt protected and safe in his arms, especially the night before. She came so close to a relapse, to giving in to her obsession, but Brick pulled her away from it. She spent the night in his arms, afraid to leave them.

Blossom heard Brick faintly chuckle as he relaxed beside her and hugged her. She could hear the birds chirping outside and noises coming from downstairs where Bubbles was making everyone breakfast. This was the first time that all three of the boys had stayed over, and Blossom felt sorry for Bubbles having to cook for everyone, but she was the only one out of the six that could cook something edible. Blossom shuddered at the memory of when Buttercup had to cook when Bubbles was ill. Let's just say that Bubbles wasn't the only one that was ill after that day.

"I wish we could just lay here forever." Blossom said as she buried her head in Brick's shirt, the shirt that still smelled like the strong cologne he had worn the night before. She could practically feel Brick's contagious smile as his arms wrapped tighter around her.

"Me too," He responded. "But unfortunately, school awaits."

Blossom rolled her eyes playfully. For once the idea of going to school wasn't so amazing in her head. She sat up and removed herself from Brick's arms, placing her feet on the ground and raising to her feet. Blossom heard Brick do the same as she wandered over to her large closet.

She picked out an outfit consisting of a light pink sun dress with a flattering skirt bottom, a plain white long-sleeved cardigan and a pair of baby pink flat shoes. Blossom waited for Brick to leave the room so she could change, and when she was done, she began on her hair. This day Blossom wore her hair in a classy, high and some-what messy yet neat bun. She then quickly applied some red lip gloss.

Brick arrived back in her room moments later, wearing a blood-red short-sleeved shirt, black jeans and red sneakers. Brick occasionally left clothing in Blossom's wardrobe in case he stayed over. After he had worn the same outfit for days when he was looking after an ill Blossom, he thought it would be a good idea.

"You look handsome." Blossom complimented with a sly grin.

Brick traded a smirk. "I was going for stunning, but I'll take what I can get." He joked followed by a chuckle. Blossom laughed along with him and strolled over to him. She draped her arms loosely around the tall boy and pressed her lips to his cheek, leaving an imprinted lip-shaped mark of red which she soon after erased with her thumb.

He wrapped his arms around her securely. "You look beautiful, Bloss."

Blossom's cheeks sported a rosy blush as she took a sudden interest in her feet. She wasn't used to getting complimented on her looks apart from a few old boyfriends, but when Brick told her she looked beautiful, it made her feel special, like she was the most stunning girl in the world.

"Why thank-you." Blossom said happily before taking his hand, intertwining her fingers with his, and leading him out of the room behind her.

Downstairs, Bubbles was making breakfast while Boomer helped. Boomer was placing plates, cutlery and glasses down at the large kitchen table as Bubbles cooked. They could hear movement upstairs and knew that someone was awake, but it was obvious that the smell of the breakfast would be enough to wake the sleeping siblings of theirs.

Suddenly, Bubbles and Boomer heard a voice, or rather two voices.

"I smell pancakes." Buttercup and Butch spoke in unison as they practically fell down the stairs. Buttercup's raven-black hair was all over the place and Butch's eyes were half closed. The pair of them had dragged themselves straight out of bed when they realised that breakfast was being made downstairs.

They bolted into the kitchen in a flash and found two plates of pancakes sitting at the table. Bubbles smiled at them as they glanced at the plate with wide eyes. Bubbles sometimes wondered how she could be related to a girl who eats so much, the same went with Boomer.

"You two are like animals when it comes to food." Boomer said in slight disgust and amusement as Buttercup and Butch devoured the food in front of them.

Bubbles laughed and turned her attention to the two red-heads that were now entering the kitchen. Bubbles sent a smile their way, and then glanced awkwardly at the food she had prepared. The blonde wasn't sure how to go about her sister's hidden eating disorder, but she knew that Blossom would want her to act as if nothing was up, to help her in silence.

"Good morning." Bubbles chirped cheerfully.

Brick nodded at her, smiling back. "Morning, blue."

Everyone moved into the living room to catch some television before they had to leave for school. Buttercup and Butch continued to eat like wild beasts while Brick, Boomer and Bubbles ate peacefully, engaging in conversation. Blossom was the only one sat on the couch while the others were sat around the table, she was eating in silence.

It was the perfect morning, of course.


Blossom's POV

My stomach growled in protest as I brought the fork to my mouth, but I took a bite any way. Watching Buttercup practically vacuum her plate clean was enough to make me lose my appetite although I can't afford to do that any more. The news was on in the background, which was what I was paying most of my attention to.

The smell of waffles and bacon made me want to throw up right there and then. I glanced at Brick and he gave me this look. It made me feel better to know that only Brick and Bubbles knew about my eating disorder, because this way, no one was staring at me to make sure I was eating. They both understand that it makes me uncomfortable, so they don't watch while I eat. They don't judge when I don't finish or feel sympathy when I feel like I can't do it.

Brick is someone who has overcome commitment issues and Bubbles is someone who has overcome a near death experience, I trust my problems in their hands. They are the only people who could help me now. That's how I see it anyway. There's this feeling of safety with them, my boyfriend and my sister, always there for me and looking out for me. It's a good feeling.

"Why would you ask that?" Bubbles asked Boomer like he had just said something amusing, I hadn't been paying much attention to their conversation but it sounded interesting.

"I was intrigued." Boomer shrugged.

Brick's handsome smile appeared. "Big word for you, Boom."

As I reluctantly started to eat the waffles in front of me, my eyes darted around the living room. Bubbles and Brick weren't watching me, they were just talking with Boomer, laughing and smiling. Buttercup was beside Butch, and I swear she must have called him an idiot five times in the last two minutes. They must have a very strange relationship.

A smile tugged at my lips as my siblings and friends laughed around the table like nothing could ever be wrong. It's days like this I cherish, when for once everything is working out and everyone has a smile on their faces. I looked down at the plate in my hand and shoved a piece of bacon into my mouth, cringing at the taste but smiling at the easiness of it all. Maybe because people know, it makes it easier to just try.

After five minutes, I had finished all of my breakfast and was happy with that. I rose to my feet and collected everyone else's plates before wandering into the kitchen. I put the plates and cutlery into the sink and washed my hands before heading back into the living room. Everyone was still just talking and laughing. I wondered what was so funny to them.

"Why are you all laughing?" I asked with a hint of curiosity as I sat back on the couch, watching them all with my eyebrow raised. Boomer stopped his contagious laugh before turning to face me with an easy grin on his face.

"Me and Brick were just discussing who's smarter, me or him." Boomer replied.

"Arguing, you mean." Buttercup interjected as she pointed her fork towards them.

Brick rolled his eyes. "Yes, arguing. Tell him, Bloss, I'm a lot smarter than Boomer."

Being stuck in between a sibling rivalry argument was not what I had intended to do, but I realised that was probably my role as the 'girlfriend'.

"Well, you're both smart in different ways. Brick, you're smart when it comes to school studies and such, and Boomer is smarter when it comes to street smarts, basic stuff. So I have to call it a stalemate." I declared.

"I'm still smarter." Boomer said in a childish manner, causing Bubbles to giggle slightly. I laughed along with Bubbles, ignoring the narrow eyed look from Brick. To be honest, Brick was smarter, but I would never say it, wouldn't want to raise his ego. Boomer is smart too though, he's matured a lot from the boy I met at five years old, he couldn't even spell stupid back then. Oh how things change.

My eyes traveled to the clock that hung above the television. School was starting in half an hour. I rose to my feet and looked down at my siblings and friends, who were still debating on who was the smartest out of the boys. I didn't see why it is of importance.

"We have to go to school." I said over everyone.

Brick stood up and stood by my side, capturing my hand in his. He smiled handsomely at me, showing of pearly white teeth, and led me over to the door. Our siblings followed close behind. We had decided to take Brick's car as it was the biggest. Brick was driving, I was in the seat beside his and our siblings were in the back.

It didn't take that long to get to school, the traffic was minimal. After around twenty minutes, we were at the front gates. My eyes darted around for my best friend, who had still not told me where she and Tyler had run off to the night before, but I couldn't see her anywhere. Before I could go off to look for her, the bell sounded.


The bell rang, signaling time for the first class. Blossom snatched the English book from her locker and quickly made her way into her first class, carefully pushing past people to get to her seat. She sat down beside Maxine and put her book down on the table before turning to her friend.

Maxine looked exhausted, but the make-up she wore covered it slightly. She was dressed in a blood red tank-top and black jeans. Sometimes Blossom took notice in how Maxine dressed similar to how Brick dresses, but that's what most best friends would do. Butch and Brody dress the same after all, with their short-sleeved shirts and grey cotton trackies. Even Blossom and Sky dressed the same. It was obviously a 'best friend's' thing.

"Hello." Blossom said cheerfully.

The brunette returned Blossom's smile. "You're awfully cheerful, Bloss. You do realise that we're in school, right?" She joked with a slight smirk. Blossom laughed and nodded at Maxine.

"If you have not noticed, I like school." Blossom pointed out.

Maxine rolled her eyes, smiling. "Oh, I noticed. I don't see how though. We're five minutes in and I'm already falling asleep."

The two girls laughed at Maxine's comment, until Maxine felt eyes on her and glanced over to the other end of the room. Sitting there was Butch and Brody, her ex boyfriend's eyes were on her. Maxine met his gaze and stared at him for a few seconds before Blossom spoke and broke her stare.

"You okay?" Blossom sounded concerned.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just.." Maxine stopped and nodded her head over to Brody.

Blossom looked over and noticed him looking over at them, ignoring Butch whom was trying to gain his full attention. The red-head glanced away and back at Maxine before smiling sympathetically.

"I don't see why you two don't just get back together already. I mean, even when you broke up, I never doubted that you wouldn't get back together for even a second. Some people are just made for each other." Blossom said with a grin, immediately thinking to Brick. She remembered the feeling of him being there for her and holding her, and she would cherish that forever.

"It's a bit more complicated than that." Maxine muttered.

Before Maxine could go on, Buttercup walked in and sat down beside them. She signalled to Maxine that she wanted to talk alone. Buttercup asked Blossom if she could talk to Maxine, so Blossom agreed and went over to sit beside Brick and Bubbles. As soon as she was gone, Buttercup smiled at Maxine.

"Told him yet?"

There was a pregnant silence - no pun intended.

"Damn, Max. You need to tell him eventually." Buttercup told her with a small frown.

Maxine's eyes traveled over to Brody, who was watching her from the corner of his eye. He was always doing that, watching her, like he was waiting for something amazing to happen. The brunette sighed as she tore her eyes away from Brody.

"I will, I'm just waiting for the right time."

"I'd tell him soon, Max, because if you don't, he's going to figure it out on his own when he notices the freeking bump that you've been hiding." Buttercup's eyes traveled down to Maxine's stomach. Maxine had a very small bump, but also a very some-what noticable bump. She wore a large pullover hoodie to try and hide it, but Buttercup knew she couldn't hide it much longer.

Maxine nodded. "I know. Don't worry, Buttercup, I will tell him. Today." She said reluctantly but determined.

Their conversation was paused when Skylar rushed through the door, late, and sat down beside Buttercup. Instead of saying hello, Sky threw her head on the table painfully and started to mutter curses over and over.

"What's wrong with you?" Buttercup asked Sky, who was slowly banging her head on the table. Buttercup and Maxine both wore amused glances as Sky continued to bang her head and make a small groaning noise as she did so. The blue-haired beauty finally raised her head and looked at her two friends.

"I'm a complete idiot." She muttered.

Buttercup smiled. "Yeah, we know that, but why are you telling us?" Sky narrowed her eyes at Buttercup.

"I sort of told Tyler that I love him..and he didn't exactly say it back."

"What exactly did he say?" Maxine asked curiously.

"He said, 'Oh'"

Maxine and Buttercup shared a glance before looking back at Sky who was once again banging her head on the desk in front of her. She started to feel dizzy but continued doing it. Buttercup bit her lip, unsure of what to say, she wasn't exactly the best in these situations. This was more of Blossom's area.

"Well, you can't blame him for not saying it back. The last girl he was in love with left him for his best friend." Buttercup pointed out, but Sky was still banging her head and mumbling some very unattractive curse words.

"I'm such an idiot." Sky groaned.

Buttercup smirked. "No, my boyfriend is an idiot, you're just stupid for saying it at the wrong time."

Sky brought her head back up and raised her eyebrow at Buttercup.

"You have a boyfriend?" She asked in disbelief.

"That's the first time you called him that, B." Maxine said as nudged Buttercup in the hip with her elbow, a satisfied grin on her face. Buttercup hadn't realised that she had called him that, but it felt right to her anyway. Sky still looked confused. The blue-haired girl gaped as she put two-and-two together.

"You're Butch's girlfriend, aren't you?" Sky smirked, suddenly in a better mood.

Buttercup narrowed her eyes but nodded.

"This is perfect!" Sky said.

"Don't you find it weird that all of the Utonium's are dating a different Jojo?" Maxine asked Sky.

"Yeah, but it's sweet."

"Strange."

"But sweet."

Buttercup glanced at each of them, idly chatting like she wasn't even there, sitting in the middle of them. She rolled her eyes and looked over at Butch, who was looking at her with a handsome smile on his face. She smiled back at him, ignoring the two girls discussing her love life beside her.

"I'm happy for you." Sky said with a grin as the through her arm around Buttercup's shoulders.

Buttercup smiled at her. "I'm happy for me too."

As if reading the words from her lips, she noticed Butch smile to himself as he listened to whatever Brody was talking about.


Bubbles rushed into her next class a minute late and looked around at all of the girls. This was her first dance class, and she was nervous. All of these girls were experienced dancers and Bubbles had only ever danced in the privacy of her room, never for a crowd. She stepped in and all eyes were on her, some seizing her up as if she was being assessed and others glaring at her in envy of her natural beauty and grace.

The dance teacher beckoned Bubbles over with the flick of her wrist. Bubbles walked over to the teacher and took a good look at her. She was tall, skinny but muscular in a feminine way and she had strait brown hair that had been tied up with a black ribbon. The teacher wore a pink leotard and pink ballet slippers.

Bubbles was wearing the same thing, she had been given the outfit when she was accepted into the class, but pink really wasn't Bubbles' colour, making her wish that they would give her a blue or white leotard.

"Welcome to ballet class, Miss Utonium," She spoke in a thick British accent that reminded her of Tyler. "I am Mrs Holland."

Bubbles greeted her with a smile. "Hi. So, where do I start?"

"Go to the end of the classroom and start stretching. You can dance in your own time and I shall watch you as I will be doing with the other girls, if there is anything you need improvement on, I will come over and help you."

"Okay." Bubbles replied before turning around and walking to the other end of the class. There was an open door there that led out to the halls making Bubbles uncomfortable, she didn't want anyone to walk past and distract her. Bubbles just wanted to dance, but if someone distracted her, she knew she would dance horribly.

All of the other girls began to twirl around as the music started. Bubbles took in a deep breath and closed her eyes. She let the music get inside her head, imagining that she is the only one in the room, that no one is watching her, waiting for faults.

She brought her hands into the air and lifted her left leg, spinning herself around in a graceful motion. She continued to dance like there was not a care in the world. No one in her world had ever seen her dance before, no one knew the hidden talent. The reason for that - her father. She told him that she wanted to dance, to be able to light up a room with just one twirl and spin. Her father was the only person in the world that ever saw her dance, so when he died, she hid it.

Thinking of her father made Bubbles feel sick, but she imagined that he was here, watching her dance just like he used to. She remembered the way he would smile and tell her that one day the whole word was going to see her dance, and was going to praise her and be shocked by her talent. She smiled at the memory.

Some of the girls in the room seemed captivated by the way she moved in elegance and grace with not a care in the world. Her performance was beautiful. The girls all started to dance themselves, and the teacher's attention turned back to them, she was happy enough with what she had seen from Bubbles already.

The envision of being alone in the room was gone when she heard someone clapping behind her. Bubbles instantly stopped dancing and froze, she tensed her muscles and held her breath.

She spun around to face whoever was clapping. A mop of messy blonde hair and blue clothing stood before her. Boomer. She felt embarrassed that he had seen her and began to wonder how long he had watched her dance for. The goofy and impressed grin on his face made her smile as she looked down at her feet.

"I had no idea you could dance like that," Boomer said, amazed, as he met her eyes. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and his eyes lit up. "Beautiful." He muttered breathlessly in a whisper.

"You should be in class." She said with her arms crossed.

Boomer grinned again.

"It's Home Economics, I won't miss much. Plus, I would rather watch you. You're amazing." Bubbles blushed at his compliment but smiled anyway. The way his eyes were lit up and he seemed captivated and emotional by her performance reminded her of the way her father used to watch her. It felt like he was here with her now, smiling at how amazing he knew she would be.

"Thank-you." Bubbles responded - unsure of what to say.

Boomer looked over at the teacher and back at Bubbles. "I should go before the teacher catches me here. I'll see you in Maths." He leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Bubbles smiled and leaned against his tall figure, reaching on her tip-toes to match the kiss.

When she opened her eyes, he had dashed out of the classroom. Bubbles smiled to herself before spinning around, closing her eyes, and dancing once again. She could just see it, her father, smiling down at her, proud. It made her smile to think of it. But now her father was not the only one who had seen her dance or had that look in his eyes when she did so, now Boomer did too, and she felt glad that he had seen it.


Buttercup took in the scene around her and grinned. She had not been in the boxing gym for a while now, and facing off against Butch was going to be hilarious. Neither had been to boxing class much since the training centre because the class couldn't possibly teach them as much as the training centre coach did, but they needed to get back into the swing of it.

She was excited to get back into it, especially to facing Butch on the mat. Boxing was always the rush she needed, the type of rush she could not get from Butch, that was a different rush. Buttercup noticed that Maxine was already in class, stood in front of her usual punching bag, which she was taking her rage out on.

"Hey, Max." Buttercup said casually as she appeared beside the tall brunette.

Maxine smiled. "Back in the ring, I see. Missed boxing?"

"Definitely. Plus, if the scouts ring me up one day, I can't be rusty. Time to get back to doing what I do best." Buttercup said in pride.

"What? Beating people up?" Maxine responded with a smirk.

"Hell yeah."

Buttercup's attention turned to Butch, who was talking with Coach McCallister at the other end of the gym. Brody was there too, nodding at something the Coach was saying. When the boys walked away, they took noticed of Buttercup and Maxine and began to walk over to them. Buttercup smirked at the look in Butch's eyes, glad to see her and twitching in excitement to get back to his favorite sport.

"What was the Coach saying?" Maxine asked.

"He was just asking Butch what he learned from the training centre considering he's not been back here since. He wants me and you to learn from Butch and Buttercup, because apparently we're the best." Brody told her, making Maxine feel uncomfortable. She couldn't fight, not now, she had someone to protect.

"I'm feeling a little off it today so I'm just going to watch, but have fun." Maxine said, ignoring the glance from Buttercup. Maxine moved past Brody and walked over to her Coach to inform him on her situation and why she had to sit on the bench for the rest of the future classes. It hurt that she couldn't do what she loved any more, but she could still watch and learn from them, for when this nightmare was over and she could get back to boxing like Butch and Buttercup.

Brody was confused but shrugged it off and walked over to his back-up sparring partner.

"Ready to get back to boxing?" Buttercup asked.

Butch grinned.

"Of course. It will be pretty weird though, fighting my girlfriend." He smirked as she rolled her eyes.

"Let's just do this." She said before grabbing his hand and pulling him into the boxing ring.

Most of the eyes in the room where on them, they were the most experienced boxers in this class, and they wanted to learn from them so that they could one day go to the training centre and learn what they could really do.

Butch and Buttercup faced each other, ready for a good fight. The fact that their feelings were envolved made this fight more interesting. They didn't want to physically hurt each other any more. This was all for the game, all for the sport. They couldn't let feeling get in the way of their dream.

Without warning, Buttercup pounced and through a tough punch to Butch's gut. He coughed a groan out and tensed before giving her his famous double-hook, which she managed to avoid without effort. He caught her off-guard with the next throw, but Buttercup was prepared, and threw a punch right back, aiming for his jaw.

Before her fist could connect with his face, Butch grabbed her wrist and stopped her in place. Buttercup yanked her hand away and circled him, her eyes narrowed and her shoulders relaxed, looking for the next sign that he was going to pounce. He hit her in the stomach with a good throw, but he had held back, not wanting to damage her in any way.

Buttercup realised how much he was holding back and used it to her advantage. Just when things were getting interesting, the whistle sounded, informing them that their match was over. Butch and Buttercup smirked at each other and looked around, everyone's eyes were still on them, mouths open and gaped. It made them feel like legends.

"Good fight, girlfriend." He smirked.

Buttercup laughed. "Good fight, Butchy boy."

"Boyfriend." Butch corrected with his eyebrow raised.

"Boyfriend." Buttercup smiled teasingly.

Butch didn't waste a second, he leaned down and captured her lips in a heated kiss that hit Buttercup like a streak of lightning. She instantly remembered their audience and pushed Butch away with the flick of her wrist like he weighed nothing and gave him a cross look.

"What did I say about public displays of affection?" Buttercup asked fiercely.

"Uh..do it?"

"You're an idiot." She said before walking away.

"Wait up!" He yelled. Butch followed Buttercup to the other end of the gym and caught her in his arms before she could run off again. Buttercup rolled her eyes and dragged him behind one of the large punching bags, shielding them from the audience. Her angry look was immediately gone and she smiled, more like smirked, but it seemed like a smile.

"You really are an idiot, Butch Jojo." She muttered before bringing her lips to his. Butch smiled against her lips and drapped his arms around her small figure, resting his hands on her back as he towered over her. Buttercup quickly pulled away and put her hands on her hips, smirking at him.

"How does it feel to be back in the arena?" Buttercup asked - referring to the boxing ring.

Butch smirked back at her. "Pretty awesome, but it's more awesome because you're here."

"Right back at you." She said before bringing her lips to his again.


Finally, the last class of the day, Maths. Buttercup and Butch were sitting across from each other at their usual table, which was more of a circular table, and Boomer was sat beside Buttercup. Bubbles was at the start of the table, with Butch and Buttercup at either end of her. She was looking at her maths book, looking far to intrigued by it.

"You seem way to interested by that Maths book." Boomer pointed out.

Bubbles finally looked up from the book and smiled at the blonde before looking back down at the book, her eyes lit up. Butch and Buttercup narrowed their eyes before they each reached their arms out on either side of Bubbles and pulled the book down to the table, revealing a fashion magazine hid inside the book - the thing she was actually reading.

"Of course." Buttercup said as Boomer and Butch laughed.

"Hey, is it so hard to believe that I would actually be interested in reading a maths book?" Bubbles asked with her arms crossed and her lips pouted. Buttercup, Boomer and Butch looked at her with blank expressions causing her to sigh. "Never mind." She muttered.

"Did you find out where Sky disappeared to last night?" Butch asked Buttercup.

"..I forgot to ask. But she did tell me that she was with Tyler and told him something."

Boomer looked confused. "Told him what?"

"It's not something I should go about telling people." Buttercup responded.

Bubbles instantly narrowed her eyes, wondering if what she was thinking was indeed what Buttercup had been told. Wanting to find out, Bubbles leaned over and whispered something in Buttercup's ear, her hand covering her mouth so that Butch could not read her lips. She asked Buttercup if Sky had told Tyler she loved him. When Bubbles pulled away, Buttercup nodded in response.

The blonde looked away, unsure of what to think about it. She didn't own Tyler, but the thought of one of her best friend being in love with him didn't sit right with her. She wanted Tyler to move on and to love someone else, that's all she had ever wanted, but she just knew he hadn't said it back.

Bubbles was the first girl that Tyler had ever been in love with and it ended in disaster, she knew that he couldn't love another girl so easily after that, even if it was Sky who was very easy to fall in love with. Bubbles sighed and rested her chin on her hand, wondering if she should talk to her about it later.

"I need to talk to Sky." Bubbles muttered, mainly to Buttercup, the only one who knew about the situation.

Buttercup nodded in response.

If Sky was about to lose someone she truly did love because he couldn't love her back, it would be Bubbles' fault, and she couldn't let that happen. She knew that if it did, all hell would break loose.


School was long over and Maxine was slowly making her approach.

She knew that Brody was in. He would be on his couch, watching television, unaware of the news he was about to receive. Maxine felt sick. She knew that his whole world was about to crash down all because of this one little thing, that wasn't so little after all. Buttercup was right, one look at the hardened stomach beneath her hoodie and he would know anyway, so she had to tell him.

Reluctantly, Maxine knocked on his door and waiting in patience. Seconds later she heard his footsteps coming closer. The door swung open and there he was, dressed in his white shirt and grey cotton trackies. He dressed so much like Butch. Maxine smiled at him, a small but real smile, and he smiled back at her. Brody looked shocked that she was here but he let her in anyway.

"What are you doing here, Maxy?" He asked curiously as she slipped past him and into the house.

Maxine didn't answer, instead she moved to sit on the couch and waited for him to come into the living room. When he did, he didn't sit down, he just watched her cautiously, anxious to hear what she had to say.

"You might want to sit down, I need to tell you something." Maxine said carefully.

Brody sat down beside her, his body twisted so that he was facing her. Maxine found herself lost in his gorgeous eyes. He always had nice eyes. She was almost addicted to those eyes of his. Pulling herself from her thoughts, Maxine prepared herself for what came next, trying to think of the right words. It was hard to think of the words to say in this situation.

"What's wrong, Maxy?"

Maxine looked down, taking a sudden interest in her feet. "When you told me that you were still in love with me and I shot you down, it wasn't because I don't feel the same. Of course I do. It's just..I was scared. There's something I found out about myself, something that I didn't want to be an excuse for us to work." She realised she was rambling now and decided to stop talking.

She raised her chin and noted the look of confusion in Brody's eyes.

"Maxine, if there's something you need to tell me, go ahead." Maxine tensed. He only ever used her full first name when he was being serious.

"I um..I'm.." She paused to breath, something she had stopped doing. She thought about how to say it but couldn't find a way. It was just going to have to come out. Before she could stop herself, it came out. "I'm pregnant. Brody, I'm pregnant."

When she looked back up at him, she frowned at how shocked he looked. His eyes met hers and fixed on them. With a small frown on his lips and a furrow on his brow, he appeared to be in utter shock and overwhelmed. There was a deeper and powerful look in his eyes that didn't match the rest of his face.

Maxine held his gaze with her head held high, almost anticipating him to make the first move. She was watching him intensely, waiting for a slight movement in his face to show what he was feeling. There was a large silence that seemed to keep going on, causing Maxine to frown, realising that he is too shocked to even talk to her.

"Brod-" Before she could go on, she was pulled into both of his strong arms. Maxine stiffened in his arms. She was longing for the comfort, but being this close to him again made all of those feelings come rushing back, and Maxine couldn't handle it. She sat perfectly still as he hugged her tightly.

Eventually he pulled away and met her eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.." Maxine said, looking down at her feet again.

"Don't be," His voice finally spoke. "Max..I don't know what to say."

Maxine nodded and raised her chin to look at him, only to find that his eyes were not on hers, but instead on her stomach. She looked down at it too and grimaced, hating herself for this happening. For it being in there. She looked back up as did he, and there was a powerful intense look in both of their eyes.

"I didn't know what to say either. When I found out, I felt a lot of things, but the first thing I felt was happy. Not because I want this, but because the irony of it all amused me. Family didn't come easily to me and now I'm surrounded by it."

Brody remained silent.

"This wasn't what I had wanted. I thought that you and I breaking up would be easy, that we could both move on with our lives and just be kids. But then this happened, and I didn't know what to think about it. But I can't be like her, like Elizabeth, I can't throw away the chance to know my own child just because I don't want it or want to deal with it. I just can't be like her."

There was more silence before the sound of Maxine sighing filled the air.

"You can think whatever you want about this but it won't matter. I can't do to this baby what Elizabeth did to me and Ty, I can't give up on it. So..I just want you to know that us not being together doesn't have to affect this. You can be as involved as you want, I'll be fine. I just had to tell you and to ask..do you even care?" Her voice cracked.

Their eyes locked. Maxine felt herself grow rigid as his eyes bore deep into her own. She couldn't move, speak or think. She was just still.

Brody didn't answer her question. He didn't reply to her in words, instead, he moved his hand under her chin and raised it slightly before crashing his lips down onto hers. The kiss was strong and weak at the same time, anticipated and soft. So many emotions packed into that one kiss that neither Maxine nor Brody knew what to do next. They just let it happen.

His hand slid to the crook of her neck, resting there as their tongues battled against each other.

Maxine placed a shaking hand on her stomach, feeling the once soft surface now turned hard. She let out a silent cry as she could have sworn she felt it moving inside of her. Almost as if it was responding to the feeling of her hand against the walls of its home. She hadn't felt her stomach before, since she found out that there was something alive inside there, but it felt amazing. To know that she was strong, that her child was in there, waiting to meet her.

Family had never came easy to Maxine Slater, everything she knew to be her family was a lie and she could never meet her real mother or father, but this was family. This was her family that she knew was true and real. This was her child and she wasn't going to give up on it like her mother and both father's did to her.

When they finally pulled away, it was once again silent.

"Why did you kiss me?" Maxine broke the silence with a serene but shaky voice.

Brody frowned as his hand moved away. "You know why, Max. I love you. Forever and always, remember?"

The words made tears form in Maxine's glassy eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Brody noticed her hand rested on her stomach and reached forward to do the same but Maxine flinched away from his touch like it was poisonous. She shook her head at him.

"I didn't want this to be an excuse for us to get back together." Maxine said firmly.

Brody sighed. "It's not. We don't have to get back together, but just know that you're not alone. I'll be here through it all and if you still can't see a future for us, for you and me, then that'll be fine. But I am here for you."

Maxine closed her eyes, thinking of how messed up this all was, how he wanted her and she didn't want this. With his help, maybe it would get easier, but she would just have to wait and find out.


Well that was an itense scene to write. So, what did you guys think of the chapter? Things are getting back to normal for the gang with school and such, and we'll see some interesting moments between the greens in the next few chapters as they start to warm up to the idea of being together, that has been fun to write!

In the next chapter we'll see some moments with the greens and reds and a couple of intense scenes involving the OC's. You'll all love it.

Also, if you guys have any ideas of what you want to see coming up, give me a head's up. I've been trying to think of some interesting new plot lines but I have no idea what you guys want to read so if there is anything you want to see, tell me :)

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Allie Peirce