When people say highschool changes people, it really does. High school could either be good or terrible, depending how you deal with things. For our three girls, each high school for them was terrible. From Blossom getting bullied, Bubbles seen as the bitchy popular girl, to Buttercup being the social outcast. Each of them from a different high school, yet they all three of them thinks that same way.
Punish the evildoers.
But how they met? It's a different story, something that they thought only could happened from a fairy tale. You see the internet could be either a good place or dangerous place. Your parents telling you to be careful soon you get on, to the point it drives you insane.
Each of the three girls have their own story, each of them connected from the bad memories. Each of them seemed to see their own good from their bad, Blossom always been there for the three girls, Bubbles was always been the light for the three girls, and Buttercup always been protective over the three girls. They always been like that, they seemed to known each other all their lives, but instead they only knew each other for three years.
"You know, I'm hungry." Buttercup muttered as she laid back on the couch.
Bubbles giggled as she looked towards her friend. "Then go to the kitchen," The blonde said as Buttercup groaned.
"That's too far,"
"You're lazy."
"I wouldn't say lazy, I would say that I'm saving my energy for later."
"To watch anime?"
"Hey! I need to know what's happening in Tokyo Ghoul, 'kay?" Buttercup yelled as Blossom looked towards her friends. "Besides you watched the whole Twilight Saga last night, so it's my turn with the tv!"
Her pink eyes watched how the two began to bicker about their choices, and she shook her head. Blossom began to think about how different her life turned whenever she met the two girls, how they felt like they was family instead of friends. How they seemed to be her real family, instead of the people that she used to call her family.
Blossom sighed as she crossed her legs and looked down towards her book. It was a romance novel, since she always dreamed of someone love her for her, but it wasn't going to happen. Blossom knew that they was hunted down, everyone wanted to know who they was. For good reasons and bad reasons.
But only if the police knew why they done it, maybe they would have understand.
Blossom sat at the train station, holding a ticket close to her chest. She pulled her hoodie over her face and took in a deep breathe, running away was never easy. She knew that it wasn't going to piece of cake, since her family will call the police, but they don't seemed to realized that school was killing her.
She took a deep breathe as she looked around the station, and climbed on the train. Blossom sat in the back seat as she looked out the window, today was the day she was going to met her two new friends. The day that they could change the world together, she smiled as she looked down at her hands. As she smiled to herself, and wrapped her arms around her body.
Blossom was ready to change the world, she was ready to have a real family with the two friends. Where they could be sisters, they could have the things they never had. Blossom giggled to herself before the train stopped, she looked out the window and saw the two girls, one blonde other black haired, she smiled as she stood up. Blossom walked out of the train and looked towards the two girls,
Knowing that they was going to change the world together.
Blossom smiled as she thought about the time they first met, all three of them ran away. They found a small old house and turned it into their dream house. She sighed as she looked towards her friends, who was eating and watching a show, which was Blue Exorcist, as Blossom smiled and shook her head. Blossom stood up and walked towards the couch, and sat down.
Only thinking how they wanted to change the world, to a better place.
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Butch rubbed the back of his neck as he sat on the couch. Drinking his soda, as he listened to Boomer talk on the phone and Brick sitting in the kitchen. Living in a house with your brothers was chaos, you didn't know what to expect, and being cops are even worst. They are affected by what they see and they take it differently, Boomer tends to lock himself in his room, Brick sits by himself staring at the crime scene photos and Butch works out.
Boomer sighed as he sat on his bed. He hung up the phone, since it always went to voicemail, and Boomer closed his eyes. He didn't know how to take the clue and to be honest he felt crept out that they knew it was his birthday. Boomer sighed as he rubbed his eyes and sat down on the floor, sitting indian style he grabbed the yearbook and opened to the class he was in from freshman year and saw the boy circled.
He stared at the boy and looked over his details. The brown shaggy hair, that covered his light hazel eyes, he had millions of freckles dotted along his face, with a smile that could kill millions because it was bright. He was tan and wearing a clean white t-shirt, Boomer saw that he wasn't anything special. Because he doesn't remember him at all, he looked towards the names as he looked over the boy's name.
Curtis Brown
Boomer cheated on his bottom lip as he shook his head and sighed. Closing the book he leaned back against his bed frame. AS he started to fall asleep his door shot open and revealing Brick, who was grabbing his arm. Boomer raised his eyebrow as he was shoved in the small black car and Butch sped down on the road, as Boomer gripped onto the seat.
Butch sighed as he stopped and saw paramedics surrounding a bench, as they climbed out. They went their separate ways, Boomer went to the people, Brick towards the doctors, which left Butch heading toward the scene. He gulped, waiting for the horror, but he saw a small girl who was wearing a pretty pink dress, with blood coming her neck.
"Wh-what? Where's the poison?" He asked himself as he looked towards Brick, who seemed shocked.
Butch headed his way towards him before someone grabbed his wrist, he turned seeing their chief. She gave him a look before handing him a piece of paper, Butch raised his eyebrow before looking towards the paper.
You know, some people are just clueless and here U thought we was trying to break the blonde stereotypes. So I'm here to give you another, look near the bushes whenever no one is around, I think that you'll like it.
Butch widened his eyes before gasping as he shoved the paper in his pocket. He tried going on the scene, trying to think of what was in the bushes. As soon everyone left, except his brothers, he sighed as he looked towards the bushes. Butch gulped before walking towards the bushes, grabbing the thorny leaves he took in a deep breathe as he opened the bushes.
"What the hell," He muttered as he picked up the old green soccer ball, he looked over it and dropped it seeing his drawings that his brothers and him done.
It was his soccer ball, from when he was that place.
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Dangerous Women (Ppgz x Rrbz AU)
Fanfiction"Don't let them trick you, they use the blonde for looks, then the black head will knock you out, with the red head planning out your whole death. Don't let them make you think their good girls, their nothing like that. They enjoy killing, they enj...