Friday Morning
The Professor had knocked against three seperate doors. The girls' knew that that it was time to wake up and get ready for a new day at school.
This time, unlike every other morning, Buttercup would often struggle to wake up. However, today was different.
She was anxious for the end of the day because she survived an entire week of hell in girly clothes. The final ring of the school bell would mean that the bet between her and Bell was offically over.
Buttercup would never verbally admit this to anyone but it was not so bad to wear girly clothes every now and then but for now it was old news. The real reason why she was so estatic was because her plan is about to come to fruitation and boy she could not to wait to see how it all unfolds.
"Wait, what time is her pool party going to start again?" Blossom directs her question to her two sisters before Bubbles questions, "Why do you want to know? Is there something you have to do?"
"No, because I want to know will we have time to come back here and change or do we need to bring our stuff with us." She explained the reason why she asked.
"Good point! Let me check..." The blonde mentions. She produces her light blue cell phone, observes the screen light up and checks her text messages again.
"Six o'clock sharp." Bubbles announces once she breaks her focus away from the screen in front of her.
Blossom mentally calculated the estimated time of arrival from school to home.
"So yeah, we do have time to come back home, change into our swimsuits and grab our pool stuff." She remarks as she shuffles inside of the bathroom.
"You better hurry up! We have ten minutes left. I would advise you two to pick up the speed." Buttercup advises her sisters' about the time they have left to get ready for school.
"Will do." Bubbles confirms as she quickly disappears and leaves behind a slight gust of wind.
"Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup time for you three to…"
A large gust of wind blows right pass the Professor before he registers the sound of the car's engine from the garage starts up and blasts music. It signaled to him that they were dressed and on the way to school.
'This is the fastest that I have ever seen them move.' He alleges to himself.
This must have been a sign of positive change from the girls but then there was thus thought that lingered and told him that it was not for a good reason.
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"My master plan should be unveiled one by one during Ms. I'm Spoiled because My Daddy Owns a Billion Dollar Empire and I Feel Like that Everyone Else is Insignificant party." Buttercup mocks Bell's personality down to a tee.
"There's a red light coming up. Slow down." Blossom warns her, who swaps her foot to the brakes and reduces the acceleration of the car.
Buttercup adjusts her rearview mirror when she pays attention to a dark orange Mustang GTO that cruises along the side of them. They laid eyes on the infamous trio of brothers, who flipped their school upside down.
From their loud screaming, they were obviously arguing about something. Buttercup then leans across Blossom and hollers, "Idiot!"
The girls catch a glimpse of Brick poke Butch in his arm, directs his focus from the backseat at Boomer, and traces where Brick currently points at. A familiar green Camaro enters his eyesight.
"Ah, so you finally answer to your name." Buttercup quips right before the light flashes from red, yellow, to green and floors the gas pedal.
"I think she's challenging you." Brick states the obvious to his brother behind the wheel.
Butch was already acting on it, shifting the car in its second gear and gassing the car in the process.
"Are you serious Buttercup? Racing is not safe!" Blossom loudly exclaims to Buttercup as she tightens the seatbelt across her body.
The raven hair girl did not seem to heed her orange head sister's warning about the dangers of racing. She defintiely was not going to ease up off of the gas no time soon.
Buttercup spots the dark orange Mustang GTO in her rearview mirror, focuses in on the road ahead of her and recalls that the end of their course was a straightaway to the school.
For now, she concentrates on the numerous sharp turns that are present throughout the route to school.
It was the perfect day for a race because it was early on a Friday morning and no signs of traffic.
A corner then enters the drivers' line of vision. Buttercup executes too wide of a turn while Butch drifts in sharper closer to the curb and cuts in front of her.
Buttercup observes Butch's signal to merge in her lane and permits him to inch just a tad bit further then her front bumper. It was only so she could cut to the opposite lane. He cuts in front of her again while she shifts in the other lane in order to remain side by side with each other.
"Two more turns left and then the light for the straightaway." Blossom and Brick reports to their respective drivers the rest of the course.
The two drivers appear gung-ho on beating each other in this race of theirs that they did not even care at all about their passengers' lives.
Butch executes the turn before Buttercup did as they travel down narrow streets. He chooses to ease up on the gas at the moment just to upset Buttercup
"Ah...come on now! You're resulting to petty blocking now?" She grumblesd under her breath because she was forced to slow down to prevent an accident.
"Last turn," This time it was Bubbles and Boomer that spoke to their drivers. They caught the red light and the lane separated back in to two lanes.
"Enough with the kiddy games," He shouts after he revs up the engine to Serena's Mustang GTO.
"Who said I wanted to play along with your games?" Buttercup responds with an even louder rev of her engine.
"3…2…1…Go!' Blossom, Brick, Bubbles, Boomer, Buttercup and Butch mentally countdowns as the light flashes from red, to yellow, and finslly green.
The sound of screeching tires were emiting from the two cars coupled with the scent of burning rubber penetrating the noses of the surrounding community. Yet , the two raven-hair drivers could careless. They wanted to see who would be the victor of their little race.
It was not until Buttercup notices Bell's Mercedes swerves directly in front of her that she roughly presses the brakes to slow her car down to avoid a collision with the white hair girl.
The girls watch as Butch and his brothers' drift inside of the school parking lot, which left a rather pissed off Buttercup behind the wheel.
She drove passed Bell, who only snickered at the three as if she planned for this to happen.
Buttercup presses the down window button, extends her right arm out and flashes a bird from the driver side.
"I swear I will kill that girl one of these days…" She mutters to herself after she scopes out a empty spot and parks between the pair of blocked white lines.
Butch parades over to Buttercup's car. She slams the button to unlock the driver and passenger's doors so they could exit from inside of her Camaro. Her sisters' knew that that was the signal for them to leave her alone or suffer the dire consequences.
She thrusts her door outward, steps out from the driver's side, slams the door shut, presses the lock button on her key, and senses Butch's presence looms over her as if he was a stalker.
A grim smirk stretches across his face as he jams his hands in his pocket. He then proceeds to the rub the victory in, "You know you lost, right?"
"You know damn well that Bell pulled in my lane at the last minute and blocked me from going full speed! Besides, I didn't even shift out of second gear." Buttercup asserts when she feels him tug on her green suspenders.
"Ah come on now Butter, you know you shouldn't make up excuses..." Butch breaks in the middle of his sentence as he releases his grasp on her suspenders, glances up at her and jests "...it just makes you a sore loser."
She was about to walk away from him until he blocks her path with his left arm. This prompts her to curve in the opposite direction where his other arm blocks her too. He had his intended prey trapped within the length of his arms.
Buttercup narrowed her vision in on Butch and grew agitated by his presence, which was what he aimed for since he liked it when got angry.
"I wouldn't even waste my excuses on you, Butt-boy. Now can you move your arms, so I can get through?" She jaws with a flash of irritation presents in her eyes
"No. I want something in payment…so that I would actually believe that Bell pulled out in front of you on purpose." He suggests as he emphasizes the word payment in his sentence.
Buttercup leans her weight against the front of the driver's side door and poses to him, "...and what would that be?"
He leans his face in closer to her face and states his demand, "A kiss. Not here but at Bell's party."
"I already owe you three...now you're forcing me to give you a kiss? I think not!" She disclosed with a flustered expression on her face. Her reaction left Butch satisfied that he had caught the composed girl off guard.
Just like always her face remained stoic which only peaked his interest even more when she did not say anything else.
"See that was simple." Butch expresses while she rolls her eyes at the boy's attitude.
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Serena was currently at her apartment working on her laptop when her cell phone was ringing. It was a very annoying ringtone Brick gave her that was blaring the quietness of her place.
"Hello?" She cordially asked as she continued to focus on what she was currently doing.
"Yes, is this Mrs. Shaw?" The woman immediately knew it was Mr. Zeal, her brothers' principal. She soon was wondering why he was calling during the middle of what should be the instructional period.
"Let me guess, is this Mr. Zeal?" Serena inquired once she realized that he paused for a moment and answered what sounded like the secretary's question.
"How many times do I have to tell you that Mrs. Shaw is my mother's name?" She was curious as to why he would call her until she located what she had searched for.
"My apologies, but I was wondering if you free tonight?" He probed as this sort of caught Serena off guard.
'Is this man serious? I mean I only met him at the dinner party but he did give me a ride to my place.' She mulls over what could be the harms of dating a high school principal.
"Yeah I'm free, what do you have mind?" Serena gave in as she remembered that he did send her flowers earlier that week.
"A dinner at the grand opening at Shelia's." He told her of where he wanted to take her.
"Oh you mean that new restaurant that supposed to be top in French cuisine?" She asks him in order to make sure she got the right place.
"That's the right one." He assures her.
"Okay then and what time should I be ready?" Serena requests of him at what time he was going to pick her up.
"Would six o'clock would be great for you?" He poses to her.
"That would do…" She clicks the red phone to end the conversation and places the phone off to the side.
The orange head then clicks on some other information that directs her to the military secret website.
'Project Bravo Echo Lima Lima…B.E.L.L,' Serena reads off the screen and downloaded the information to her flash drive just in case someone decided to ransack her laptop so they could not track her.
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The day went by remarkably slow for a Friday. The reason was everyone tried to contain their apparent excitement for Bell's party this afternoon.
When the bell rung, it singaled to the students at Pokey Oaks High School that it was time to get ready to party. However, not everyone shared the same reason to be happy especially one raven hair girl.
'It's time for the action to take place.' Buttercup grins maliciously not aware that Butch walks her to her car.
"You seem excited for Bell's party…that's unlike you." He comments to the girl off on his left.
"Can't a typical girl be happy for a friend's party?" She quizzes him as she halts to peer up at him.
It was then that he assumed she had an alternative purpose for going to the pool party and he could not wait to see what it could be.
"You know what? You're right! But get one thing straight you are no typical girl." Butch whispers in her ear. It causes electricity to travel up and down her spine.
"Alright then Butter, catch you later." He waves her off when she feels herself release a sigh of relief, 'Why was I even holding on to my breath?'
Buttercup only shakes her head in order to get rid of those thoughts. She then spots Blossom converse with Brick about something.
"Look, we have a meeting on Monday to discuss where we are going to take the kids during the week." Blossom informs him as she clutches her books in tow.
"Why are you telling me this? It isn't like I care about those annoying brats." Brick lies dead to her face, who obviously knows the truth and continues to chat with him.
"You know that that's a lie. Anyway that was all I had to tell you." She voices after she adjusts her tote when he notes that the orange hair girl was still in front of him.
"Is there anything else that you want to talk to me about?" He questions as to why she was still there to tease her when three atheletic boys venture up to them.
"Yo Blossom." The one with blonde hair greets her first while the other two just suspiciously eyes Brick.
"Flash...what I can do for you?" She asks in her same normal tone of speaking.
"Are you going to Bell's party?" The boy, name Flash, poses to Blossom.
"Yeah...what about you?" She curiously inquires while she tucks a stray strand of her hair behind her ear from nervousness.
Brick was registering that she was actually flirting with the guy in front of her. He clenches his fist once he realized that he was angry.
'You have got to be kidding me! Someone as smart as Blossom shouldn't even waste her time with a stupid jockey. She's got to be the dumbest smart person in the world if she falls for anything that this moron even says. He probably can't even tell me the answer to what two plus two is!'
'Hold up…am I jealous? I mean come on, I can take this man down with one arm tied behind my back. What does she see in this dude?'
"So you got a date for the party?" Flash asks as he prays that she was avaliable.
"Nope. I'm going all by myself, but my sisters are free too." Blossom mumbles loudly so that Flash can hear her.
"Well what do you know? We are free too! How about we meet up at the party?" He suggests while he loops his arms around her shoulders, which angers Brick further.
"That sounds like a plan. See you then Flash." She waves them off. She then turned back and smiles at Brick as if nothing happened before she walked off.
'I swear I will make that Flash guy's life a living hell!' He declares as he was unaware that he was on fire until he feels the coldness of water hit him.
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Author's Note:
07.15.16 Major editing revision