A/N Guys! I am so sorry it's been so long since I last posted. I have been working on school and my etsy shop! I need to bring in that money and sadly writing doesn't do that yet ladies and gents! Please r&r or not that's cool too at least you're reading it!

Brick~

Every day I would catch myself staring down at the auburn haired girl with the pink bow. I know a frown was fixed upon my face every time because Jackie, the lead teller, would email me with hearts and ask me if I was alright. I ignored every single one. Today I was sitting at my desk, staring out into the hall way. I clinched my jaw and told myself I wasn't going to brood over her just because. Blossom always had this weird effect on me. I was always drawn to her no matter how much she pissed me off. Her voice was soothing and her skin was so soft and supple. So I could only imagine what her breast feel like. I blush at the thought and speed read through the files I have been neglecting all month. All the customers were going to be easy to convince and I still had some time to bullshit. I glanced at the calendar on the wall and feel a little relived that it's the beginning of summer. I needed to get out of this office early today, I couldn't stand the thought of staring down into that lobby anymore. I decide it's time to check up on my brothers.

Brick: 'Butch, Boomer. Dinner tonight at 7. The usual.'

Butch, Boomer: 'No can do. Working tonight.'

Boomer: 'Sat?'

Butch: 'Depends….'

Brick: 'Working?!'

Brick: 'When the fuck did you guys get jobs? That work at the same time?'

I stared down at my phone furiously as I awaited their answers. It was about three o clock and there was no way Butch got a job anywhere with as many times as he was locked up.

Butch: 'Last month. You never stopped by my house.'

Boomer: 'Shit can I actually come see your house now?'

Brick: 'Last month?! D: What do you guys do? I'll stop by your new digs when I have time. Again I ask you dumbasses this weekend?'

Boomer: I'm a DJ SlippyG's Butch is the bouncer.'

Butch: 'Quit blowing up my phone I am trying to get into this fine piece of ass. Catch up this weekend.'

With that I slam my phone on the desk and groan outwardly. No fucking way they got hired. That place was a dump not to mention the guy who used to run that bar got murdered. I was going to have to check this place out real soon. My brothers were up to no good.

Bubbles~

It had been a few months of working with Boomer and Butch; I would be lying if I said I hated working with them. Boomer was an awesome DJ, people were begging to stay after closing now that we had both good alcohol and hot beats. Greg was right about Butch, having a guy like him as a bouncer was bringing in the high end crowd that loved BarBrit but was too scared to come here. So BC and I were making bank, so much so I was really considering going part time at the salon or quit all together. Butch mostly mingled on the dance floor, he danced but his eyes were sharp. He was becoming like a brother to me, I really liked how he looks out for Buttercup and I. A customer had grabbed my ass while I was walking by and told him that he could look but not touch. Butch didn't even give him a chance to "redeem" himself. He picked him up by the collar of his shirt and threw him to the curb. 'You don't touch ladies without their permission. Especially ones that can kill.' Is what he said. It made me laugh and I heard Boomer thank Butch later. Boomer would come onto the dance floor on my 20 minute breaks and make me dance with him but I think my favorite part was after we closed we all sat down to a very late dinner at a booth in the back. The chef would cook up a bunch of food just before closing for us to eat. The kitchen crew would eat in the back mostly. It was nice to actually sit down and share meals, feel like a family for once. My sisters and I were all too busy to meet up anymore, it made me sad. We use to be inseparable but now…

"What's eating you?" Boomer asked, nudging me with his foot. I glanced up at him and he gave me a concerned look. I looked down and pushed around some of my lettuce. I was worried about liking Boomer so much, about enjoying the Ruffs' company. Buttercup still bickered with Butch, and often did bets with him and Boomer but I know Blossom would not approve of loving one of them.

"Nothing is eating me. I'm just tired. It's been a long night." I forced a smile on my face but Buttercup side eyed me, which meant I would be followed home tonight to be talked to.

"Are you guys ready for Memorial Day weekend?" Buttercup asked, changing the subject for my sake, "it starts tomorrow and it's going to be packed."

"Nothing we can't handle Butterbabe." Butch winked and Buttercup rolled her eyes. I could still feel Boomer looking at me, "What about you Boom? Gonna need a pick me up?"

Boomer shot Butch a dangerous look.

"A pick me up?" I hissed out, I didn't realize Boomer needed any sort of drugs.

"It's not what you think…"

"Then what am I thinking?"

"That Butch is an asshole who has no idea what he is saying." Boomer said nudging Butch extra hard.

Butch laughed until Buttercup sent him a nasty glare and a kick under the table. He sneered and looked down.

"Well I'm going to smoke." He announced, floating out of the inside of the booth.

"Bad for your lungs." Buttercup state, staring him down over the rim of her glass.

"No worse than all that alcohol for your liver. Plus we both know how indestructible we are." Butch hissed before floating out the door. Buttercup rolled her eyes and downed her drink.

The tension between Boomer and I had melted and moved to Buttercup. I never could stay mad at Boomer long. Not even when we were younger, we would half-heartedly fight until we got into middle school. That's when we would fake every fight, Boomer would throw me a few miles away so we could have alone time to talk. He and I would text into the wee hours of the night too.

"Come on Bub, Let's go." Buttercup said, floating out of the booth as well. I got up o follow but Boomer grabbed my wrist.

"You know he is just trying to piss us off right? You know how Butch likes to fuck with people's emotions." He said, his grip softening, "Especially when things aren't working out for him."

I followed his eyes to Buttercup and watched her disappear through the front door. Things weren't going Butch's way?

"Bub?" Boomer asked, squeezing now.

"Yes I remember." I said, he slipped his hand down to mine and kissed my knuckles.

"Until next time princess."

The night air was cool but in that refreshing way that a summer night is. Buttercup always insisted on walking me home. Though I could handle my own but I understood why. Ever since that day I could understand. She and I hid things from Blossom as of late, we both had secrets we were going to take to our graves.

"So what's going on air head?" Buttercup asked, slipping her cellphone into her back pocket.

"Nothing but space." I giggled.

"Come on for real." This time Buttercup's voice was laced with concern. Something she did not show often. Since we did hide so many secrets from Blossom, she was probably worried something was eating me too. Like that accident ate at her until I finally trapped her in her apartment and made her tell me why she moved out of our complex into such a shitty one. Why she was gone for months at a tie. Little did I know the weight of my questions. I sighed out and placed my hands behind my back.

"Just worried about these new feelings."

"Oh you mean you and Boom?" Buttercup asked, sounding a little relieved to my surprise. Normally she is not for me having a love life.

"How did you know?"

"Well for starters I'm not blind. I see you guys dancing all the time." She laughed, "And secondly Boomer told me how much he liked you when you were off. He was a little tipsy, we were playing truth or dare cause it was slow."

"Slow?" I asked, "I didn't realize you guys were so buddy buddy."

"What are you jealous?" She teased, "What about you and Butch? He seems to jump to your rescue a lot."

"What are you jealous?" I teased back, she scowled.

"No he's trash. So back to you, why are you so worried about liking Boom? Or loving him or whatever the hell stage you're at."

"Mostly I know our 'leaders' won't like it. Blossom will hate it." I said looking towards the sky and for a second I thought I saw a dark blue streak over head. Buttercup kept a cool expression. She was always hard to read, except when she was angry of course. Finally she shrugged.

"Who says we have to listen to her anymore? We are adults aren't we?" She asked placing her hands behind her head, "Plus when was the last time we actually had to fight anything? If the boys were up to something they would have done it by now."

We were already standing outside of my apartment complex and Buttercup waited for me to open the door to the lobby.

"Hey, who walks you home?" I asked, never realizing until now.

"No one." She said as she walked away.

"What was that for?" I hissed, rubbing the back of my head. I was lying in a three foot crater thanks to Boomer.

"Sorry." He said landing beside me meekly, his hair hiding his face. I couldn't understand what his problem was. I peeked under his hair to see his eyes, they were blood shot.

"Hey…" I said softly, "What's wrong? Are you nervous for our second year in high school? About telling Brick about us?"

He didn't answer, he just stared at the ground. We had been dating for most of the summer and our sophomore year was going to start next week. We had several classes together and I was really excited for it. I think Buttercup knew about us but was going to let me tell Blossom myself. I was dreading the thought of it. Blossom and Brick hated that we hung out outside of fighting, they said we were distracted.

"No Bubbles, it's not that." Boomer whispered.

"Then what is it?" I giggled, "Was it our big kiss?"

"NO BUBBLES. GOD DAMN HOW ARE YOU SO BLIND?" He roared, "WE ARE MOVING BUBBLES! BUTCH AND BRICK HAVE BEEN HINTING AT IT FOR THE LAST THREE FIGHTS! You are so fucking naïve."

I felt my heart break in half and then sink into my stomach. My eyes burned as I pushed myself off of the ground and rocketed into the atmosphere. How could he have said that?

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Uuuuuuugggghhhh. At leat my alarm was ruining a nightmare this time. I glanced at my phone and saw a missed call and lots of texts from Blossom. It was barely noon.

Bloss: THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE.

Bloss: LIKE IS THIS EVEN REAL LIFE?!

BC: Woah thanks for blowing up my phone. You know I'm at my morning job.

Bloss: BRICK WORKS AT THE SAME BANK

Bloss: THE SAME DAMN BANK! WHAT ARE THE ODDS GIRLS? DID YOU KNOW THIS?

BC: How would we know?

Bloss: You work with the other two scum. That's how you would know. Why wouldn't you tell me?

BC: Wow I do not have time for your accusing bullshit so bye.

Scum. She called them scum.