Buttercup drives in a nearby parking lot and pays the $3 fee to park. They depart from the inside of the car and strut down the sidewalk toward the club.
"See it was a good spot," Bubbles attempted to cheer up Buttercup, who was slightly pissed because she had to pay to park. She could have had the valet drive the car and park in the club parking lot.
"I'm anxious to see how the club looks on the inside." Midori expresses excitement. She adjusts her dress since it hitches upward a little after she stands up from Buttercup's car.
They casually strolled up to the bouncer after they noticed a line had formed outside of the club.
"Name?" He gruffly inquired with his sights honed on a bunch of papers with tiny printed names.
They quickly produce their school ids and individually introduce themselves as "Buttercup", "Bubbles", "Blossom" and "Midori".
The bouncer checks off their names, steps out of their way and states, "Enjoy our night."
The quad's easy access plus the cut in the long line prompt those to loudly grumble and groan from fustration.
"Wow this is…nice." Blossom whistles once they enter within the building.
They stand on wooden tiles and in front of them were a set of steps that leads to this enormous dance floor. To the right and left of them were another set of stairs that leads to a bar while the other set leads to a place that provide seats for the club patrons.
"I'm going to claim us some seats before there won't be any left." Buttercup mentions as she walks ahead of the gang to make sure there were enough seats for them.
A couple of minutes after they arrive at the club, it was still being filled with teenagers that wanted to party and have a good time.
Bubbles' phone repeatedly lights up with text messages, she tries her best to answer as many as she could. Buttercup rolls her eyes at her sister's busy fingers, reaches over to seize the device and powers down Bubbles' phone.
"We're going to have fun tonight! Everyone that's texting you is already here." Buttercup declares before she hands Bubbles back her phone.
"Isn't that Princess and Bell?" Midori poses to the girls' while she points to her intended target. The sisters' track the red head's arms and identifies Bell and Princess among the recently enter group.
The duo whisper their conversation to one another, giggle and act as if they were bestest of friends.
"Those two usually don't talk to each other. However, their fathers' do know each other since they are business partners. So it's really no surprise there." Blossom explains the connection that Bell and Princess share.
"Two of the richest spoiled brats that blow money for no reason. I'm so glad, I'm not either one of them." Midori happily conveys as she slides in to her seat.
Ace, still crippled and his gang unharmed, saunters through the entryway of the club.
"I wonder when they start letting freaks in the club." Buttercup leans in and mutters to the girls'.
The five of them snicker at the comment before Ace's trip over to their table.
"I see you four ladies are digging this new club. It's pretty decent." Ace verbalizes the very first thing that pop up in his head.
"Yep, it does have a nice vibe." Bubbles agrees with a placid expression present on her face.
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Butch, Brick and Boomer were throughly surprised once the bouncer permitted them to enter when he said that they were free to go.
"I wonder who put our names on the list." Boomer wonders outloud as a smirk shows up on Butch's face.
The trio set foot within the club and notes the packed dance floor of teenagers. There were a sets of steps, one that led to the dance floor, the other to the bar and the other to a sitting area.
Butch was eventually catching sight of Ace and his crew were chatting with someone but he could not make out who it was due to a small wall that was blocking his view. So on sheer instinct, he journeys over to where Ace and his gang were only to find him talk to Buttercup, Blossom, Bubbles and one other girl.
"It seems as if Buttercup's favorite guy is making his way over here." Midori quietly murmurs and warns her since she was the only one who could visibly see Butch and his brothers.
"I would like to apologize for earlier about stepping out of line." Ace offers a form of apology to Buttercup, who contemplates whether or not to accept it.
"Any shred of my respect for you as a man or whatever you are just flew completely out the window." Butch's baritone voice rings in everyone ears as they behold Butch and his brothers behind Ace and his friends.
"I'm not talking to you bubs, so stay out of my conversation!" Ace retorts as he resumes what he set out to do.
Butch observed Buttercup silently fumed and was about to snap at Ace. Maybe it was his unwanted presence or was it because he had interrupted her moment of glory over Ace.
"I appreciate the apology." Buttercup sincerely accepted while Ace inwardly smiles but kept his composure around her and Butch.
"You want to…Buttercup, can I talk to you for a moment." Butch cuts him off before he could ask Buttercup for a dance.
"Ooh," The other girls teased Buttercup, who instructed Midori to move so she could get out of the stooled booth.
"What's your problem? I thought I told you to back off or did you not get that through your thick skull?" Ace abruptly challanges Butch after he faces the raven hair male.
Butch simply wears a cocky smirk on his face because he manages to bait Buttercup to him instead of Ace.
"Oh please...those petty words are nothing. I mean I wasn't the one who was caught in a choke hold then tossed like a simple rag doll that she didn't want to play with any more." He recounts Ace's embarrasing incident yesterday.
"By the way...that's some serious ego damage." Butch smoothly counters as Buttercup and her company stifle a laugh at the comment.
Ace clenches and unclenches his fist prior to Brick and Boomer stroll over to where Butch stands, "Is there a problem with these losers?"
The girls instantly react to the high tension at the moment. Each of them randomly acquires a person's hand and hastingly drags them away from each other in order to prevent a potential brawl.
"What's up between you and Ace?! Every time you see each other it's always a fight about to break put." Buttercup curiously inquires to Butch along with the movemnt of her hands.
"So you do care about me? I'm touched." He simply implored before he watched her reaction quickly shifted from mild mannered to pissed in three seconds flat.
"No, I just don't want any innocent people to get hurt from you two's petty little ego fights." Buttercup covers up her reason as to why she removes him away from the fight.
"Mhm, its okay if you lie to yourself for the time being." Butch replies while he leans againsts one of the chairs. He knew that deep down that she did not want him to hurt Ace.
"You're really full of yourself, you know that right?" Buttercup judged since she sort of admired the cocky attitude he had about himself.
"I can't help that. It drives the women crazy in love with me." Butch tells her with the same grin on his face, which earns him a huff and a roll of her eyes.
Buttercup momentarily paused to herself when she realized that her irritation vaporized whenever she was around Butch.
"Thanks for the save back there. I could have easily snap Ace's neck back there." Buttercup geninuely thanks him.
"To be honest...I wouldn't have raised a finger to stopped you. Personally, I find him annoying even if he had tried to threaten me to stay away from you." He expressed to the girl when he slipped in what occurred yesterday.
Buttercup laughs and points at Butch because she could not believe what he just told her. "Ace issuing threats? Now that's funny!"
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Blossom finally recognized, who she pulled away from the potential fight and recognized it was none other than...Brick.
"How long were you going to drag me around or is it that you just like to touch me or something?" Brick teasing poses, which earns him an intense glare from Blossom.
"Do you always have to be so annoying?" She argued back after they stopped and occupied a an empty booth.
"I'm not annoying. You just find me annoying that's all. I can't help that." He corrects her with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Why?" Blossom abruptly asks, which causes Brick to respond with, "Why what?"
"Why out of all schools that you can possibly attend, why would you come to Pokey Oaks High? All the other schools wouldn't have accepted you unless it was a reform school." She poses to the orange hair male.
"It sounds like you want to get to know me better? I'm truly flattered." Brick questions the girl's intentions when she interrogates him.
"Don't make me throw up! Just answer the question." Blossom haughtily rebuttals because she was finally able to question why they were at Pokey Oaks.
"It's none of your business." Brick pronounces each word of his sentence after he adjusts his red hat. Blossom groans and lays her head on top of her arms.
"Are you upset because I didn't tell you?" He assumes before they overhear some loud ruckus coming from the bar.
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"Watch where the hell you're going you blonde bitch!" A masculine voice declares as the crowd's attention diverts to Bubbles with Boomer's hand in hers.
Bubbles visibly appeared strained as if she had attempted to drag Boomer off of the dance floor but bumped in to this man.
"It seems as if our siblings can't stay out of trouble." Butch mutters while they stand up and makes their way over to the crowded area.
"Who are you calling that you big oaf?!" Bubbles counters as she instantly releases Boomer's hand.
The crowd parted down the middle when Boomer peered over his shoulder and spotted Buttercup and Butch.
"Is there a problem?" Buttercup challenges after she casts her gaze at the young man, who causes the crowd's focus to be on him and her younger sister.
"This blonde hair bitch bumped into me and didn't apologize." He discloses while he tucks his arms underneath his chest when he run downs the situation to Buttercup.
"You don't call a female, let alone my sister, a bitch!" She warns him with a solemn expression on her face.
"...besides you were the one who created a fuss over someone who accidentally bumps into you. Do you want the spotlight or something?" Buttercup belittles the taller and buffer man as a crowd of laughter was heard.
"You must not know who I am," He abruptly announces when he clears his throat.
"..,so let me introduce myself, my name is Stan Bland from the neighboring Cram Reform School and the second in command." He declares as he flexes his tone muscles.
It caused some of the girls to swoon from his athletic physique but Buttercup and Bubbles were unfazed.
"Well then Stan Bland, don't let this happen again." She advises before she guides Boomer and Bubbles in front of them with her back away from the accuser.
"She doesn't get off that easy." Stan suddenly hollers.
He reaches out, grabs her shoulder, and stops Buttercup from advancing any further. All of the students from Pokey Oaks High knew that that was not a good sign and swiftly moved a good distance for safety.
"Let my shoulder go or you will end up on your back." Buttercup hisses her warning to him.
When Stan did not heed the warning, she rapidly wraps her hand around his wrist and promptly tosses him over her shoulder. He then lands on his back.
"Now as I said, don't let this happen again." She repeats before she casually strolls away from Stan.
Butch abruptly kicks the boy in the ribs for messing with his younger brother before he catches up to Buttercup and the blondes.
"Do you want to make a bet?" He poses out of the blue.
"What is it now? I already have to spend the next week in girly girl clothes thanks to you." Buttercup agitatedly reminds him.
"Alright then. How about tomorrow if you beat me in a fight then I will say that I threw the match and you will be free from your bet." Butch reveals her prize if she in the bet.
"And if I lose?" She cautiously asks since she was interested in this bet.
"You will have to go on three dates with me." He discloses to her.
Buttercup lifts her index finger to her full lips and cocks her head to the side as if she mulls it over.
"Alright you're on! Tomorrow, three o'clock at the park." She agrees as she extends her hand toward Butch and the two shake on it.
"I don't know about you but I feel like dancing." Buttercup excuses herself from Butch.
'Tomorrow should be very interesting.' He notes as he was anxious to get this night over with so he could fight her tomorrow.
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Serena thought it was the right time to leave the party since she did not want to get trap in a crowd of people as they attempt to get home. Besides, she wanted to get home early before the boys do so they would not question her on where she's been and why she's dressed like that. She was throughly surprised that she had even received an invitation to an exclusive party and contemplated about going prior to her being issued commands by the higher ups.
Once she steps outside, the chilly night cold air smacks her. She feels a deep chill creeps up and down her spine. She instantly regrets not bringing a wrap, shawl or even a garb to cover her shoulders.
'It's about fifteen blocks from here to my apartment so I should arrive home around half an hour.' Serena outlines.
She shivers and feels a sharp pain from the high black heels she wears on her feet for the party.
Serena notes that there were a pair of headlights on her before she hears a car pull up alongside her. She watches the driver rolls down the car's window and reveals Alma in a sleek luxury car that his salary could afford.
"Do you need a ride?" He offers being a gentleman.
"I don't like hitch hiking even if I do know the stranger." She jests while she feels severe throbbing in her feet.
"By the highness of your heels, your feet has been hurting for well...over an hour now? How long are you going to last to get to your house?" He curiously poses after he glances at her shoes.
"Ah, so you are a feet man? Since you know so much about high heels it really makes me question you." Serena quips when she could no longer takes the pain.
He grins when he inspects her facial expression and he could tell that she was thinking the offer over. She had even eyed the distance a couple of times before she faced him again.
"Well, I do live fifteen blocks away from here so I guess I'm going to have to accept the ride." Serena agrees as she watches Alma exits his car, circles over to the passenger side and opens the door for her.
"Thank you," She thanks him as she slides against the comfortable leather seat.
He closes the passenger door when Serena witnesses his rare moment of elation as he bounces up and down on it like a kid on a trampoline.
"So where do you live?" Alma inquires after he opens his door, enters his car, and tugs his seatbeat across his tone chest all while he stares at his companion, who seats across from him.
"Oh no! You aren't going to know exactly where I live. You might pop up and surprise me." Serena quirks as he merges back on to the two way street.
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Author's Note:
07.14.16 Major editing revision