Blossom and Brick, in high school

The Beginning

~Blossom POV~

Ah, first day of senior year....
I think to myself.
Everything has gone smoothly since 6th grade since the RowdyRuff Boys left......no large problems but enough to keep us busy.....
I sigh and walk down the hallway of New Townsville High with Buttercup and Bubbles. I'm wearing light blue jeans with a soft pink top that matches my bow and high heels. My hair is in its signature pony tail. Bubbles is wearing a flowy blue top with black pants and a white jacket and shoes. Her hair is in curls. Buttercup is wearing ripped jeans, combat boots, and a green top. Her hair is loose across her shoulders.

As we walk through the crowd, people smile and wave at us. We wave and grin back at them, we know everybody in school.

We walk into class and sit down and watch the teacher as she starts the lesson. Suddenly, my watch beeps. At the same time, Bubbles and Buttercups watches beep too. We look at each other and raise our hands in unison. The teacher looks at us in confusion, "Yes girls?" she asks. "We need to go down to the office!" We say together. The teacher nods and turns back to the board. We stand up and race out the door down the hall.

I wonder what trouble there is now...

We all transform into our hero outfits: a black flowy skirt, black converse, pink green and blue shirts, and white fingerless gloves. We are running down the hall when we hear a BOOM from the courtyard. We start running that way. "Buttercup! Bubbles! Split up and go around!" I shout. They nod and run off in opposite directions. I start running forward when I hear a familiar laugh. My heart jumps a little when I hear it. "No. It can't be. He's gone and it's too low." I think to myself. I slowly inch forward and press myself up against the wall and gently place my hand on the side. I'm trying to listen for that laugh again, then something touches my hand then grabs it and roughly pulls me to the other side. I barely even have time to gasp when I hit something hard. "Ah god what the hel-" I start to say. I look up and see red eyes and forget how to speak. He stares right back at me and for a moment it seems like he's surprised. Then he smirks and grabs my chin "Well if it isn't my little Blossom" he says smoothly. I can't think of any other words except his name. "Brick..."
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-Bricks POV-
Holy shit......
I think to myself.
It's Blossom....

/earlier/

It's the first day of senior year. My brothers and I moved back to New Townsville with my brothers. We're moving back to our father as soon as Senior year is over so we can go train to be the best villains ever heard of. We came back because boomer HAD to make the point that we need to still be book smart and it is our last year of school so why not? Dad agreed and now we're back here going to school.

We walk in and obviously don't go to class because who even does that the first day? Goody two shoes that's who.
I'm walking down the hall next to Boomer and Butch. I'm wearing ripped blue jeans with a tight red shirt and a red backwards cap. My hair is a bit shorter than shoulder length. Boomer is wearing black jeans with a tight blue shirt a black hoodie with beats to match his shirt. His hair is kinda like mine but shorter. Butch is wearing black ripped jeans a tight green shirt and his hair is a bed head kind of messy. We start causing trouble, you know, setting stuff on fire, destroying stuff, minor stuff. Then we decide to blow up a row of lockers. Once we do that, boomer and butch start setting up the next bomb. I walk around makin sure no one is out of class seeing us. I hear familiar foot steps coming from the hallway. "No. That's not her." I thought to myself. I laughed because I can't believe she was the first thing that came to my mind. Then, I heard the footsteps stop, and a hand appeared on the side of the wall. "No fuckin way...." I grabbed her and pulled her against my chest. "Holy shit it's her. It's Blossom." I thought starting to freak out. Then I look her up and down. "Damn...." She's taller (not as tall as me), her hair is really long now, she's gotten curvy, and her eyes are as pink as well.....blossoms. I smirked and said "Well if it isn't my little blossom..."
"Brick..." She said. God her voice was like a symphony I'd been craving to hear. WAIT.  HELL NO. ITS BLOSSOM WE'RE TALKIN ABOUT HERE. I thought. I shook it off and continued to smirk. Her cheeks were red, I scanned her face and she turned brighter. She pushed off of me scowling and glared at me. I chuckled and smirked and leaned against the wall crossing my arms. "There's my firecracker...." I said slickly. She growled or something and balled up her fists. "Why are you back you slimy, dumb, asshole!" She shouted. I laughed and said "Why else?" She scowled even more and got out her yoyo and took her fighting position. God I hate that thing. I got in fighting position and cracked my fists. "Come to daddy" I said while smirking. She looked ENRAGED! It was hilarious...well at least it was. Then she charged for me.