'Why did I end up with the room that faces the sun?' Butch angrily grumbles as he feels the sun intense rays smakes his face.
His mind soon registers that it was morning and that it was time to get up and get ready for school.
"Alright rise and shine, you maggots! It's morning time. You need to get dress to catch the school bus on time!" A feminine voice was barking over banging pots.
"Don't want to get up!" He listens to one of his brothers' yaps from the other room.
Butch simply smirks at the comment since his brothers have to get up and catch the bus.
On the other hand, he rides his bike to school so he could be late whenever he wanted to.
"It goes for you too Butch! Can you go this Friday?" She asked a rhetorical question while he groaned, sat up, rubbed his eyes, and placed his feet on his soft carpet.
"Alright." He huffs out.
"...no promises though?" The raven hair teen joked as he opened his door and the aroma of breakfast hit him, specifically his nose.
"I swear you three can do no good, can you?" She was irritatingly questioning after nearly kicking down Brick's door with her feet but the orange hair young man still did not appear at the door.
"Watch and learn." Butch confidently claims as he pads over to Brick's door and where Serena currently stands.
"Yo Brick, you might want to wake up. You don't want Serena to burn your precious comic books now, do you?" He suggests as he leans against Brick's bedroom door.
The gren eye male already knew that his little lie worked because he would say the exact same thing and Brick would respond by waking up.
"Alright I'm up," He grumbled as he rubbed his eyes, opened his door to see breakfast on the table and Serena was now in the kitchen.
"I hope you didn't burn anything," Butch teasingly banters Serena.
The boys take a seat around the table and collects food from the set plates around the dining room table.
"So boys, do you have anything planned for this weekend?" Serena curiously probes when she grabs a seat at the table among the boys.
The three of them notices the her curly shoulder length orange hair was currently tied in a messy ponytail.
"We won't know until we get back today so we will let you know." Butch replies after he fixes him a plate of food and begins to devour whatever it was on his plate.
"So did you meet any cute girls at your new school?" She catechizes as she critically concentrates on their reactions.
All three of them simultaneously scoop up food and stuff their mouth in order to avoid the question.
"I'm going to repeat my question just one more time. If neither one you opens your mouths with an answer then you best believe that all of your stuff will become a bonfire by the end of the day." She calmly forewarns them while she chews on a piece of crispy bacon.
The three exchange fearful looks since they were all too confident that Serena would have light the said 'bonfire', chucks their precious belongings in the bright flames, and smokes a cigarette without a care that she was destroying other people's property.
Serena checks the time on the refrigerator's digital clock and realizes what time it is. "Well morning discussion is over! You need to get dress so you won't miss the bus."
They quickly clear their plates after they mentally process Serena's message.
'Man, it seems as if the mornings are worse and worse with each passing day?' Brick inwardly complained once he was out of her hearing range.
"You two have to catch the bus don't you?" Butch jests to his other brothers as he twirls his bike keys on his index finger with his helmet on the other arm.
"Ah, shut up Butch!" Brick opposes while they step down a set of staircase that lead to their spacious apartment.
Butch happily hikes over to his motorcycle as Brick and Boomer roams over to their bus stop designated pick up/drop off.
He properly straps his helmet underneath his chin, starts the bike's engine, coasts up to his brothers, and bellows, "See you two at school!".
Brick and Boomer caught a glimpse of Butch before he propelled forward and merged onto incoming the traffic while the two had to wait at their bus stop.
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Buttercup decided that since it was Friday, she would drive her and her sisters' to school.
She slowly cruised in the school's parking lot and located a decent parking spot alongside some luxury cars with scratched out license plates, which meant that they were probably stolen and hot-wired.
Buttercup was unaware that someone speedily drove through the parking lot and in a strange sense of deja vu was nearly ran over again when they sped to the empty spot right next to her car.
'Man, can't these stupid ass people drive! Or do they just issue driver licenses to anyone who gets behind the driver's seat?' She angrily groans right before a bike's engine dies down.
She was taking notice of the individual, lifting the helmet from their face and revealing a smirking Butch.
"You really should learn not to run people over." Buttercup warns him from the driver's seat. She pops the truck of her car while her sisters' pile out of her car.
"I never thought you would be the sports car type..." Butch discloses. He then looks upward and notices that her sisters' openingly eavesdrop in on their conversation.
She ignores the comment since hardly any masculine guy would think that women would hold no interest for her type of car.
"You know...luxury cars is more of Bell's style." Buttercup reveals as she points to the spotless white Mercedes Benz coupe that is park a couple of cars down from where they stands.
"Buttercup," She hears Blossom call her.
"What?!" Buttercup haughtily asks since she was just about to rip a new one in Butch.
"Believe it or not Ace is on his way over here." She stealthily warns her sisters before the sight of a tall slender young man, whose skin complexion was green.
It was due to an unusual skin infection that happened to him and his gang on one of their missions for the school.
"Butter, what's up?" He directly poses to her ignoring the fact that she was talking to Butch.
"Nothing much but thinking about that new club's party? You going?" She was asking completely ignoring that Butch was standing next to her.
"Yeah I might? So who is your friend here? He must be one of the new people that arrived here yesterday?" Ace questioned as he tipped his sunglasses down to get a good look at Butch.
"Can you hurry up Buttercup? We have early morning work to get done!" Blossom abruptly shrieks while Bubbles busily applies lip gloss to her lips in one of her car's mirror.
"Oh yeah, that's right! I completely forgot about that. Any hoo, I will see you people later." She comments while she presses the trunk back down and locks her car with her key alarm.
Once Buttercup was out of earshot, Butch spots Ace and his gang staring at him, "I just want to give you this warning, Buttercup is mine and you can't have her."
His defensive mechanism, or a smirk, stretches across his face after he processes the warning from Ace.
"So you're scared of a little challenge?" Butch verbalizes once the sights of his brothers' bus enters his peripheral vision.
He instantly knew that his backup was close by just in case no one interfers in a potential fight.
"You're hardly a treat! You have been warned." Ace asserts before his gang of minions left when his brothers walked up to him.
"Were the Cabbage Patch Kids giving you a hard time?" Brick inquires as Butch chuckles at his brother's name for Ace and his gang.
"Hardly. They just passed on a friendly warning to stay away from the owner of this car that I parked next to." He repeats the message that was given to him by Ace to his brothers.
A pregnant pause followed before they broke out into laughter.
"Ah man that's funny," Boomer said after they laughed and heard the warning bell ring, which signaled to them that class was about to start soon.
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Ms. Keane run downs the roll as Buttercup and Midori roams inside of the room right when they catch wind of their respective names.
"Here," They verbally respond to their names once they slid in their seats. Their teacher continues to announce the names in alphabetical order.
"Well class, principal Zeal has scheduled an assembly for all of you this morning. So grab all your belongings and when the bell rings head down to the auditorium." Ms. Keane instructs her students.
Buttercup verbally groaned at the thought of an assembly and tapped Blossom's shoulder in order to grasp her attention.
"Red, what's this all about?" Buttercup poses to her since Blossom, who was heavily involved with the school then Bubbles and lastly her.
"Don't know, they didn't tell me anything." Blossom divulges as an uneasy feeling settles in her stomach.
'If Blossom doesn't know about this meeting then it has to be them,' Buttercup assumes as she rubs her throbbing temples right before the bell rung.
"We will have to see when we get there." Blossom responsed to her while everyone in their class picked up their stuff and exited the classroom.
Ace and his gang waits for Buttercup outside of the auditorium. He was about to call out to her until he recognizes the guy, from earlier in the parking lot, catches her attention first.
He bites down so hard on the toothpick in his mouth that it snaps in half.
"Are you alright bossssss?" Snake hisses.
"It seems as if the newbie hasn't taken my warning seriously and is in for the worst Friday ever." Ace declares to the gang as they shuffle in the auditorium before Buttercup and Butch.
The sound of numerous students chatter amongst each other in Pokey Oaks High's auditorium steadily increases with each passing second. Late students fill in the rest of the empty seats that were available.
A man with short spiky purple hair, broad shoulders and a well defined chest. He was clad in a charcoal suit with a white collared dress shirt with a gray tie and stood in front of a wooden podium. The chatter instantly cease once he clears his throat, which the microphone amplifies.
"It has come to my attention that yesterday, there was some destruction of the girls' locker room. There were complaints about how the lockers won't open up so they could get their clothes. In addition, there was also a food fight that occurred in the cafeteria yesterday in A lunch. The vice principal has informed me, that it was not accidential but was planned out to the fact that the cops had to bust inside of the cafeteria because someone locked the doors so no one could get in or get out. In all of my years of being at Pokey Oaks, this has never accorded under my watch! If it happens again your privileges will be stripped away from you including the Spring Festival and the Sports Festival."
The group was hysteric because Mr. Zeal would obide by his promise, however the students were not going to back down that easy.
"With that head to your fourth period class, now." He dismisses the students after he concludes the important announcements for the assembly.
"He called us out of our second period class for some bullshit about the locker rooms and the lunchroom fight?" Buttercup retorts as she travels to her next class.
"You know Mr. Zeal is crazy like that. They say he is one short fuse away from the loony bin." Bubbles voices while spinning her index fingers around each of her ears and swaying her head left and right.
"Bubbles does have a point. Remember freshmen year, he made us clean up after each and everyone one of the grade levels because of the upperclassmen food fights." Blossom reminds them as they stroll down the hallway.
"I have to admit, I like my men with a wild streak to them." Buttercup revels with a coyish smirk before they split their separate ways.
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A young man with short curly blonde hair that covers his ears with clear and rimless prescription glasses pushes against a door with Principal Alma Zeal name inscribed on a golden plate.
"Excuse me sir, but I would like to discuss about the fact that the three recently new students that you allow to transfer in Pokey Oaks with no questions asked." The young man voices as he lifts the cover of the black binder and detaches three pictures of Boomer, Brick, and Butch.
"What about them Mr. Stanley?" He questions the man, who sits across from him with a solemn expression present on his face.
"I went through the school records to catalog eligible students for our sophomore trip and I found that these files were recently submitted. I inspected their record and these boys are deemed menaces wherever they go, attacking students, staff, faculty even the principal at their school with relentless violence. With that knowledge, I am concern for the welfare of my students and my colleagues." Mr. Stanley expressed his doubts about the three based off of their past actions.
"I too have viewed their records beforehand and found them to be quite an interesting group because they are brothers. Besides, I have already implimented the necessary precautions for any potentially hazardous situation that may occur within the halls of Pokey Oaks High. I have three trustworthy and loyal students to watch their movements." He calmly and confidently asserts.
"May I request the identity of those three students?" Alma requested out of formality but he had a pretty good guess who they were.
"Mr. Stanley," Mr. Zeal addresses the man in front of him.
"...surely you have a clue on who the three are. I mean they did represented us well in the school fights last year. Not to forget that two of them are seated as the top officers while the other one is the leader of this school. " Mr. Zeal spiritedly remarks with a sanguine smile on his face.
"Ugh," Mr. Stanley loudly mumbles before he utters, "...when is this school going to learn that we can't trust three teenage girls to represent this school with unpredictable mood swings?"
"My, my, my Mr. Stanley," He voices after he chuckles at the man's statement.
"...that was quite a sexist comment. By all means you have your opinion, but I understand your view on the ladies being in charge of the discpline of the students. However, I'm constantly abreast of what goes on in Pokey Oaks because they directly report to me on the school's actions and any future events." He intrepidly explains to Mr. Stanley.
"Trust me there are no dark spots here at this school." Mr. Zeal renders his final judgment before he dismisses Mr. Stanley so he could complete the record checks.
He emits a deep breath and rubs his temples after the encounter. He would have to find a way to avoid Mr. Stanley's worrying thoughts since it could take a mental toll on even the strongest minded people.
Alma reflects back on the brief conversation he had with the three girls before he offically accepts the three delinquents to Pokey Oaks High School.
A content smirk spreads on his face when he assumes, 'They will complete their job. I can trust them.'
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Author's Note:
07.14.16 Major editing revision