Chapter 2: Typical recess
By the swings, Blossom, Buttercup and Bubbles went on a talking spree about how horrible or wonderful their summers were. It turns out that Blossom's came up as uneventful, having stayed home the whole time. Buttercup got average, having gone out a few times. And Bubbles had an excellent summer, where she skated with her friends often, went shopping, and went into a whole detailed list of what happened. When the recess bell rang, she was still going on and on about who knows what. Buttercup had completely immerged herself into the conversation and the two were chatting all the way down the hallway like old friends. Blossom only managed to percept a few words here and there, and mostly, just hung out behind the two girls.
Times like these, she felt a bit left out, and lonely. But she knew that it was her own doing by not keeping up. Snapping out of her melancholy thoughts, she put on a bright smile and walked into a slight jog to keep up with the distance. However, she soon realised this was fruitless as it became an endless game of catch up and miss out. After the first two times, she decide to just drift behind, and let her thoughts take over.
Blossom, being the intelligent girl she was, had always known that a day like this would come. It would be on this day that the output would rely purely on her actions as to if Buttercup and her were to continue being BFF's, or if they were to split. Obviously, it was sensible that she didn't want Bubbles to be the wedge between their friendship, but at the same time she wanted to accept Bubbles, putting her in a difficult paradox. It was a win-win situation both ways.
As she looked around, Blossom realised she'd drifted so far behind, that everyone else was already in class and she, along with the boys, were the only ones still in the hallway. Luckily, the boys hadn't noticed yet. Quickly, she hid behind a corner, watching the boys pass by. They were in a discussion about who knows what, and frankly, she didn't want to know. As they passed by, she picked up a few things, "...Titty bang" "...Crazy shit, I know, right?".
Cringing in disgust, Blossom made a mental note to never pass by the boys on one of their conversations.
In a calm pace, she walked to her class, yet her movements suggested that perhaps she was in a rush. Finally there, she found the class in a mess. With the lights off, she could see cards and playing materials splayed out all across the carpet and in the cloakroom, with the addition of some accessories having fallen off their hooks. The boys were apparently re-enacting the Trojan wars, with Boomer holding up a ruler and using a geography book as a shield, and Butch standing on one of the stools, holding a meter stick in one hand and a pillow in the other. The two charged in a crazy frenzy, yelling out random things. At one point, she thought she'd heard a random, "I choose you, Charizard!" From a corner of the room.
Blossom just stared on at the chaos, now more amused than ever. She watched the guys interpret different scenes from famous movies, make random innuendos, and flirt with Bubbles. However, once they noticed that Buttercup was nearby, they went on to flirt with Breve. God, those insolent boys.
Suddenly, the whole room erupted in laughter after some random (probably perverted joke) was told. At this time, the lights were back on and everything was getting cleaned up. The teacher walked in, observing the students tidying up the room. Nothing out of place for her, apparently. And on that first day, Blossom knew that this was the class she wanted to be in. Even for the crazy things that followed...
Sorry for my laziness. This is actually part 2 of the prologue. The real story starts in chapter 3! :3