Mixed colours, PPGXRRB BOOK2

Thoughts

Boomers POV:
I looked over at my phone that was laying on the coffee table beside me; I could feel my chest tightening from the thought of blossom trying to call me back.
I don't know why I declined the call; maybe it was from the fact I just came home from a one night stand and felt a bit of shame from it.
I got up from the couch and looked over at the Stove that held the time; 10:30.
Only less then hours had pass since brick had left for school; I knew I said I was tired but now seeing blossom trying to call had totally caused me to stay awake. Blossom sure did get more beautiful over the past few years; not to mention she wears clothes twenty four seven that hugs her body shape; I never noticed how perfectly curved her body was until I saw her wear that short skirt during the first day; not to mention her hair looks longer then before.
I shook my head to stop the thoughts of her racing around and reached to grab my phone off the table; Calling her now would be pointless. She would be for sure in the lecture hall right bout now, I let out a groan from my body aching, Being a bar tender sure did take out a lot of energy from me. Maybe switching jobs wouldn't be such a bad idea after all, even dealing with drunks took a toll on me. I should probably get more sleep since tonight's a longer shift then all the other nights I had worked for; I soon walked towards the hallway that lead to my room at the end. I began taking off my shirt and pants not caring where I thrown them. As I laid flat on my stomach on my bed I heard my phone going off in the distant, don't tell me my stupid ass forgot my phone on the coffee table. My kept going off while I kept my face into the pillow, by the time it stopped ringing I was already passed out.

Blossom had hung up before the answering machine went off, I wonder what number this is...? Blossom thought as she shoved her phone back into her bag and sat up from the chair.
The lecture came to an end and she was getting ready to leave, but when she reached to the entrance of the door she was stopped by Wyatt that looked like he came from practicing some sort of sport, he had grass stains on his grey sweatpants and sweater.
"Blossom I was trying to find you everywhere" Wyatt said trying to catch his breath as he leaned over an held his hands on his knees. Did he ran here..?
" oh I'm sorry, I was in lecture; did I not give you my contact info?" Blossom cut herself off before realizing he wasn't the one who she gave her phone number too. Wyatt raised an eyebrow having a confused look on his face as he got up,
"Nah I didn't get nothing, maybe you're thinking of someone else?"
"Yeah sorry about that, here tho" blossom grabbed his hand as she had a pen in her hand ready to write, as she was writing down her contact info Wyatt stood quiet until she was finished.
"But you were looking for me for??"
"Oh yeah, I was looking for you because I wanted you to come with me to the bar with my group of friends. You see they all have there girlfriends with em and I didn't wanna- you know; third wheel with a group haha" Wyatt let out a nervous laugh while rolling up his sweater sleeves. Blossom was still shocked that he had asked her out on a date; was it a date?..
"Yeah I'd love to go, when is it?" Said blossom as she let out a small smile.
"Tonight; are you busy?"
"No that'll work fine, give me text when you want to meet up"
"Yeah okay, but I gotta go now. I'll text you later then" Wyatt started walking towards the opposite direction where blossom was going.
Blossom waved him off and turned towards the hallway that lead by the library.

Buttercup stood up from the bench that was near the campus she didn't like the fact she had to skip due to losing her textbook in her dorm, could've sworn it was left on the counter top this morning. Maybe her roommate took it, she'd have to ask her when she gets back:
As she looked over to the group of guys that were hanging near the open area on the campus, they looked like they were from the football team. All of them had grass stains on there clothes and hair messy from playing, you could tell they just had gotten outta practice. To bad that the soccer try outs don't start up in another week or so due to weather being shitty these past a couple of days. As she stared at them laughing and talking; a familiar face was there. Buttercup gave off a disgust look when she saw butch sitting down looking up at the sky, what did bubbles see in that idiot...buttercup then turned her attention towards the sky, it was a nice blue. She also missed Townsville's September's. It was always nice during this time of year; not to hot or not to cold, Just the right temperature.
As buttercup was lost in thought; a tall figure sat beside her causing her to get startled from the sudden thump. Butch had dropped his duffel bag on the ground; what the fuck is in his bag sounds really heavy...buttercup sighed and continued to look up not trying to pay any attention to the dumb ass bitch that was beside her.
"How's bubbles arm" said butch in a deep husky voice,
"That's none of your business you ape"
Butch clenched his jaw when he heard buttercups comment; yup she didn't change at all over the years what did brick see in this chick. She still a huge pain in the ass. Butch's temperature grew short as he noticed buttercup wasn't trying to give any attention towards him.
"So are you guys are gonna tell us why the fuck you bitches left" asked butch as he reached into his bag to grab out his water bottle;
"Why should we? Doesn't matter now. That's the past; why would we wanna bring up the past when it's done and over with" Buttercup hissed while ripping the water bottle outta butch's hand and taking a sip from it. As she took a sip from it she gagged and started spitting it back up;
"Is this vodka?" Buttercup looked at butch while seeing an unpleasant look on his face.
"Yeah don't waste it, shit costs more then your outfit" he ripped it back outta buttercups hands and took a few sips from it.
"You damn alcoholic" buttercup mumbled.
"At least I could hold my alcohol unlike someone"
"What now?" Buttercup threw a mad look towards butch as she heard his comment about her drinking.
"You heard me; you looked wasted from that party. You lucky brick was there; your poor reputation would have gone into the trash. A powerpuff getting completely wasted, not able to hold her damn alcohol" butch got up from the bench and threw his duffel bag from his shoulder.
"Imma split; don't need brick chewing my ass for talking to his ex"
Buttercup then realized that she had spoken to her own little sisters ex; she knew bubbles wouldn't be jealous, bubbles would be more sad that The fact she had a sorta normal conversation with her ex when Bubbles couldn't even do that without butch being a complete asshole towards her.
Buttercup stood up and began walking towards the entrance of the collage that lead towards one Lecture hall.

Bubbles was staring into the mirror in the bathroom; her skirt kept riding up higher which caused her to be a bit frustrated, I should've asked buttercup for clothes instead...bubbles let out a small sigh before picking her bag off the ground, as she walked outta of the bathroom she looked over to see a few people passing by. One of the guys caught her eye; he wasn't to bad looking but had nice grey eyes. Bubbles knew she had to do something about forgetting butch; since it seemed like he was completely fine about ignoring her and sleeping around.
Deep down she knew some feelings remained for him, but she knew she couldn't show it. He would hurt her even more then he already has.

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