What Would You Do For Love?

Talk of the Town: Part 1

Chapter Ten: Talk Of the Town

I don't remember setting my alarm clock last night. Then I looked over on my nightstand and realized that it wasn't my alarm clock but my phone. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and answered it.

"This better be good," I said, not even bothering to check the caller ID.

"Hey, beautiful," I heard a familiar voice over the phone.

"Butch, what are you doing calling me at 6:45 in the morning?" I asked looking annoyed as I glanced at the clock. "Isn't it a little early for you?"

"Well, maybe but I have a reason to get up early," he said. "You know, BC, I had a great time last night, so I was wondering..."

"What?" I asked. My heart was doing leaps, and I wondered what was on his mind. I was almost afraid to ask.

"I just thought that maybe I could come over and give you a ride to school."

"Butch, I have a car," I said. "Besides, I have an even better idea. Why don't I come and pick you up?" I suggested. "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Butch asked playfully.

"Unless you have a problem being dependent on a girl, or are you scared I'll drive you off a cliff?"

I heard him laughing over the phone. "Come on, BC, with you at in the driver's seat I'll take a ride with you anytime."

I didn't know if he was flirting with me or it was just coincidence, but my face felt hot as my cheeks turned redder than Blossom's hair. "Then it's settled," I said with a hint of nervousness in my voice. "I'll come and pick you up. I'll be there in an hour."

"I'll be waiting," he said and ended the call.

I shot out of bed and went straight for my closet looking for the perfect outfit. Damn it. Was I turning into Bubbles? I was totally going gaga over this guy, and I had barely known him a week. I was becoming such a girl, and somehow I liked it.

I decided to wear my black skinny jeans. They were the one Bubbles got me for my birthday and my green and black angle striped tank top. It was sexy, but not anywhere near slutty.

I ran a brush through my hair and instead of tying it back in a ponytail as I always did I let it hang down loose. I put on a little makeup, but not too much, only enough to highlight my natural features. Soon I ran downstairs to grab a little breakfast before heading out.

When I got to the kitchen Blossom and Bubbles were already eating breakfast. I grabbed a piece of toast and a glass of freshly poured orange juice.

"Hey," Bubbles squealed out in a high pitched voice. "That was mine."

"Sorry, Bubs, but I'm in a hurry," I said as I reached the door. Blossom's voice stopped me.

"Wait just one minute, Buttercup," she said stomping over to the door. She was wearing those nauseating pink sandal shoes that made a clicking sound with each step.

What now?" I blurted out in frustration. "Make it fast, or I'll be late."

"Don't you remember you're supposed to drive us to school since Dad had that early conference today."

"Oh, I forgot," I said. Damn it. Now, I would have to pick up Butch with my sisters tagging along. "Fine, but we have to make a detour. I told Butch I'd pick him up for school."

"Oh, really," Bubbles said, standing up and walking slowly towards me. "I almost forgot to ask what happened on your date last night."

I groaned in frustration. "Come on, Buttercup," Blossom said with a devious look in her eye. "Fess up."

"Fine, but in the car," I said giving in for just the hope of getting out of here this morning. "Now, can we go?"

"Just let me get my purse," Bubbles said. "If you're going to pick up Butch there's a good chance I'll see Boomer, and I don't want to look a mess."

I just rolled my eyes as Bubbles sprinted out of the kitchen. As least Blossom was ready to go, but it always took Bubbles extra time to go anywhere. She refused to go anywhere without her makeup on, even to the corner store.

It was only about five minutes since Bubbles left the kitchen, but it felt like an eternity. I folded my arms over my chest and tapped my foot while looking at the clock. Why can't this girl be on time for once?

"Settle down, Buttercup," Blossom said shaking her head and smirking. "So why are you so anxious to get to school on time, unless..." Blossom's eyes lit up. "Did you do it with Butch last night?" Blossom almost shouted the words. "You did, didn't you?"

"No!" I shouted back.

At that moment Bubbles walked into the room. "Who did what?" she asked. It was obvious she didn't hear the whole conversation.

"Nothing," I snapped and grabbed Blossom's hand. "Let's just go."