Not Quite Over You (rrbxppg)

Chapter 7

The strongest ones, are the ones no one knows are even fighting.

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Blossom's P.O.V

My sisters entered the door first to our math class. We just left the nurse's office, she was never there, we all knew that she had something going on with janitor.

We had permanent assigned seats in this class. I sat in the very back corner next to the window, no sat in the seats next to me so I wouldn't have a panic attack. Buttercup had to sit in the middle of the very front as well as bubbles but she was closet to the door, on the edge.

Soon students piled in as our teacher was applying 20x more make-up to her already over done face.

I sighed starring out the window, my body still burned all over. I felt like ripping my hair out from the feeling. Instead I kept a blank face on, masking every feeling I have.

The teacher blabbed on about cosmetics and her on and off again boyfriend. We never learned any math in this class but she passed everyone, our school is really messed up.

Soon a knock came from the door, the teacher added some more make-up, 'fixed' her hair and did a 'seductive' walk towards the door. She opened the door and in walked the rowdyruff boys. I dug my nails into my arm to keep my emotions hidden.

I heard bubbles whimper, her body rocked back and forth while buttercup face was red with anger, she just took deep breaths and clenched her fists.

"Hello boys, I'm Miss. Cree, I'm pretty sure everyone already knows who you are but go ahead and introduce yourselves then go sit by blossom." She purred, I'm pretty sure some spit flew on their faces. Suddenly her words hit me, 'go sit by blossom'?!

"Miss. Cree, They. Are. Not. Sitting. Next. To. Blossom!" Buttercup hissed standing up.

"Unfortunately they're no more seats and I know blossom doesn't like others close or touching her but she's gonna have to stop her little attention cry." Miss. Cree said glaring right at me.

By this time bubbles stood up, stormed over to the teacher, "My sister is NOT an attention whore like yourself!"

The boys just watched shocked, I couldn't stare any longer. I got up and walked to my sisters, I whispered for them to sit down and that I'd be fine. They hesitated but sat down, I stopped at the teacher I glared at her, I practically growled. She shrunk and her whole body shook while I sat back down and laid my head on the cold table.

I covered my ears, I didn't want to hear bricks voice, I wouldn't be able to take the pain that would run through my body.

After they finished they came and sat down, I felt boxed in, trapped. Boomer was in front of me, brick was next to me and butch was in front of brick.

I just kept my eyes closed and breathed deeply, I couldn't have another panic attack, as long as no one touched me, I'd be fine.

"Hey blossom..." A voice whispered, slowly I looked up and could see boomer looking at me.

"Do y-you need s-something?" I asked quietly.

"How come you had a panic attack earlier and why can't you be touched? When I was carrying you to the nurses office you mumbled some pretty disturbing stuff...." He said low enough for only my ears to hear.

I felt tears prick my eyes but they wouldn't fall, "I d-don't want to t-talk about it, I d-don't even wa-want to r-remember it....."

I put my head back down signaling that I was done talking but he didn't get the hint.

"Was it really that bad?" He said in a normal voice.

He was making memories come back, I could feel hands touching and tugging at me. I dug my nails in my skin, telling myself over and over again it wasn't real.

The only thing that kept me from blowing was bubbles sniffles, she was hold her tears in. I peaked up at her, I had to do everything in my power not to run over and comfort her. I was so use to just comforting my sisters that it was in instinct, like a mom but we never actually had one.

She shakily rose her hand and the teacher called on her. "May I u-use the b-bathroom?"

"After your outburst earlier I doubt it." She snickered and bubbles flinched.

"Just let her go to the bathroom!" Buttercup yelled.

The teacher slammed her hands down on buttercups desk and buttercup glared at her not even flinching. "I've had enough outburst from you! I should just send you straight to the principle's office!"

"Then send me! You and your stick on nails don't scare me!"

"STICK ON AS FREAKIN IF!" She rose her hand checking out her nails. That's when something hit me, on the right side of my stomach. I lifted up my shirt and regretted it, I pulled it down and tugged at my hair lightly. I didn't wanna catch any attention but the burn stung more than ever.

I looked back at the scene between our teacher and buttercup, she always got in fights but it was her defense mechanism. "Please their as cheap as the rest of you!"

"UGH, YOU PUFFS ARE SO IRRITATING! YOU'RE THE AGGRESSIVE BITCH, BLONDE'S A CRY BABY AND LASTLY THE LEAST IMPORTANT THE RED HEAD IS A NON TOUCHABLE PANICK ATTACK FREAK! I SWEAR SHE'LL DIE OF A FUDGING HEART ATTACK!" The teacher screeched, as bubbles burst into tears. Thanks buttercup you made our teacher snap.

I sighed, grabbed my backpack and walked over to bubbles, she sobbed into my chest as I whispered sweet things into her ear. Buttercup was already holding the teacher down, this wasn't our first time.

"Bubbles grab your bag and wait in the hallway." I whispered to her, she hesitated but went ahead.

I walked over to buttercup, "Please buttercup, I need you to come with me..." I whispered, out of the corner of my eyes I could see the ruffs paralyzed with shock.

Buttercup looked at me, she relaxed and tears weld up in her eyes. She let go and pulled her to my side hiding her from everyone, walking out of the classroom.

I took my sisters to the girls locker room and they sobbed as I held them.

"I'm n-not a cry baby am I?" Bubbles choked out.

"Never," I squeezed her, "It's good to cry besides you have ever right to."

"But you don't cry blossom?" Bubbles asked.

"I have no more tears left to shed...." I stated, I did but I needed to be strong for my sisters no matter what. Nothing else was said.

After a while my sisters composed themselves and we went back to math class. Their eyes were still red and puffy but nothing to bad.

I opened the door, stopping the teacher from ranting. We went back to our seats as the teacher sighed filing her 'nails'.

Everyone did their own thing as the ruffs turned towards me.

"What was that?!" Butch yelled, causing buttercup to flinch.

I remained quiet looking at my hands but they just keep staring, "N-nothing..."

"She's not going to tell you so back off." A voice said behind me and flew out of my seat. It was some boy, I've never seen before, he had light brown hair that went into a quiff. His eyes were a soft green, his face was flawless like his body. He was wearing loosely jeans hanging off his hips and white V-Neck with a leather jacket on, you could see his 6 pack.

I wasn't hung on him like a horny teenage girl, I was to hurt, to broken to ever fall for anyone else. "You are?" Brick spat out at him.

"Names Jake, beck." He said but his eyes never left me.

"It's BRICK not Beck, get it right." Brick stated death glaring at Jake.

"Yeah yeah same diff, so you coming down or just gonna float there?" He asked me.

I hesitated but slowly floated down, something about his voice sounded familiar but I didn't recognized his face. It scared the heck out of me....

I made up this quote too (;