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Buttercup POV:

You know I always found it strange how it is said that blood is thicker than water and yet the people I should love and care about the most are the ones who have hurt me. I do not trust them. Yes, it is technically true that my "blood family" and I do not share the same blood, it is more likely the same chemical compound and we were created in a lab but never the less we should have been a family. Only we weren't. And yet I can say with almost certainty that that I trust and love the RRB and Ace more than my family. They are my family. I don't know whether to laugh at times or worry since it has only been five months that I am living in Cityville. But, these five months have been amazing I have formed countless friendships, I have learnt to love myself and be myself.

***alarm rings(interupts Buttercups line of thought)***

My alarm has rung and that means back to school. I never thought I would be happy to go to school but being in Cityville high has given me a new prospective on life. I get dressed in a high waisted black jeggins and and a tie-die crop top with my favourite black converse. I run a brush through my hair, it has grown longer and now falls midback. I grab my hair and pin it up in a messy bun loosely.

  I grab my hair and pin it up in a messy bun loosely

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I cooked breakfast and made my lunch for school. Cooking and baking has become one of my favourite things to do, back in Townsville I was always critised and Blossom told the Professor that I probably put something wrong in the food. I finally have the freedom here and I love to feed people.

I pack my bag and leave for school. I meet the RRB outside and we stood and spoke when suddenly a black limo parked at the school entrance and out stepped Princess. What was she doing here? I was about to ask when the buzzer sounded and we headed off to registration. It was only five minutes into registration when the classroom door opened and in came princess only it wasn't exactly princess. Gone was the heavy gold jewelry and tight fitted gold clothes, instead here stood princess in a simple gold chain, diamond stud earrings, black skinny jeans with a black crop top and princess written in gold print on the top. And not only was her dressing changed but princess looked shy, almost afraid as she looked at the class when the teacher introduced her. She glanced at me, looked away, before her eyes fell on me and shock registered on her face. I guess it was safe to assume that she didn't come here just for revenge if she is shocked seeing me or maybe it was shock seeing my changed appearance, I will just have to ask her. When the registration ended I waited for princess in the hall to speak to her. She said that she was tired of being hated in Townsville. All she ever wanted was to fit in and be liked. She thought that being a PPG would be the best way to do so but she realised she was wrong and even when she tried to move on Blossom and Bubbles would just turn everyone against her again. Her dad was extending his business to Cityville and she took it as an opportunity to start over. She didn't know I was here in fact she was under the impression that I left the town because I didn't care about it and because I was jealous of Blossom and Bubbles, that was what Townsville was told by my so called "family". I explained what happen and what made me leave and told her everything. I had never been as open with anyone before except for Ace and the RRB which took time for me to trust them. And here I was spilling secrets to princess, life really is funny sometimes. Here I was talking civically with princess, us telling each other stuff we probably wouldn't feel comfortable sharing with anyone else, and yet there we were. And before we knew it a new friendship formed.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 08, 2017 ⏰

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