Blossick (BlossomxBrick)

chapter fourteen

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Blossom sat in her assigned seat humming to herself. She pulled out her notebook and opened to the last written on page, she saw all the notes that she had written to study for her Social Studies test. She flipped to the next page and reached for her pink pen. Blossom started doodling Brick’s name all over the page, she involuntarily started to smile to herself. As she was on the last free space of the page, the teacher waltzed in the classroom. He started towards his desk when he noticed Blossom’s page of pink ‘scribbles’ as he liked to call them. He rolled his eyes and sat his stuff down. ‘Kids these days,’ he thought to himself. He stood in front of the board and cleared his throat. “Starting the day out with pink nonsense early, aren’t we Ms. Utonium?” Blossom’s head snapped up in surprise. “Ah! I-I’m sorry Mr. Murphey. It won’t happen again…” The teacher looked satisfied, then went on with his lecture of today's lesson. Blossom wished she wasn’t top of her class sometimes. The teachers never paid any mind to any of the other students in her classes. She tore out the page of doodles and crumpled it up. She didn’t have the heart to throw it away, so she put it in her backpack. She continued to write her notes down for the rest of the class, her mood dampened for the rest of the period.

    After that class Brick was waiting outside the room for her. He snaked his arm around waist and pulled her close. “Hey sweet stuff, how was first hour?” Blossom pouted and wrapped one of her arms around his back. “It wasn’t too fun…” They started to walk to Blossom’s second hour, “I’m sorry Pinky, what happened?” She looked up to him, “Just something the teacher said to me, it’s nothing to worry about.” Brick narrowed his eyebrows. “Are you sure?” Blossom paused outside of her next class. “Yeah, it’s okay.” She flashed a quick smile and reached up to peck him on the cheek. “I’ll see you in third hour alright?” Brick grabbed her hand, “Yeah, I’ll see you next hour.” Blossom turned and walked into the classroom. Brick hesitated, but started towards his room. He thought about Blossom’s expression and hoped he would be able to fix her mood by third hour.

    Brick heard the bell ring, signaling the end of second hour. He hurried out of the classroom to be able to meet Blossom at their third class. He slung his bag over his shoulder and did that weird walk/run thing most people do when they want to hurry, but don’t want to get in trouble for running in the hall. He saw Blossom slowly approaching the art room, head down. Brick called out to her. “Hey, Bloss!” Blossom’s head perked up to Brick’s voice. She halted in her steps to wait for him. She watched as he did his weird walk and stifled back her laughter. He caught up to her, and swooped her hand up with his. He pulled her hand towards his lips and planted a soft kiss on the back of her hand. Blossom blushed and started to stutter. “Wh-what was that for?” Brick smirked, “I wanted to make your day Pinky.” They strode in the classroom, and saw Miss Fay glance up from her desk. They also saw her do a little pump to herself while she mouthed the words ‘my ship.’ They looked at each other and shook their heads in sync. They sat down and waited for the bell to ring. Blossom reached for her bag and started to rifle through it for her sketchbook. She slipped it out of her bag, along with a wad of paper that decided to exit it’s new home. Brick noticed, and picked it up. He opened it up and saw his name everywhere. He let out an automatic ‘awe.’ “Bloss, this is… super cute! Why would you wad it up?” Blossom reached for the paper, “My teacher told me to stop doing this in class, so you know, I crumpled it up so he’d leave me alone.” Brick pulled his hand back. “He’s an asshat my dear. I wanna keep this in my folder, so whenever I see it I think of you~ Not that I don’t think about you a lot already.” Blossom turned crimson and put her hands over her face. “A-alright… I think about you a lot too…” Brick put the paper in his folder, then reached for Blossom’s hand. They held hands as they worked on their design for the project. Brick watched her explain the meaning in more intricate detail. He watched as she smiled and got excited over it. She was definitely happier now. He was glad he could improve her mood, he liked seeing her happy. He thought about the time when he loved seeing her enraged or sad. He shook his head. “What? Is it too cheesy?” Brick leaned his head down on the table. “No, it’s just the right amount of cheese to me.” He winked at her. Blossom giggled, “Okay if you say so, but why’d you shake your head?” He took a deep breath and let it out. “I was just thinking of the past. How then I loved seeing you in a bad mood, but now if you are in a bad mood, I just wanna do anything to make you smile.” Blossom kissed her finger and planted it on his lips. “How’d you get so sweet if you’re made of puppy dog tails?” Brick looked into her eyes. “Hmm. Probably the love of a girl who’s made of everything nice?” He could see that her eyes were filled with love, and admiration. Maybe he should tell her that he loves her. If you feel it with the right person, then it should be all good, right?

    The school day ended without a hitch. All their classes went smoothly and on a good note, they had no homework to do. Blossom and Brick decided to walk home hand in hand. Flying meant that they had less time together, and they wanted to savor every moment they had. They walked, talked, giggled and gazed longingly at each other. The two reached Blossom’s house and paused. “This is me. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow Brick, bye.” Brick grabbed for her hand, “Wait Bloss.” She turned towards him. “What?” Brick grabbed her face gently and slowly moved in for a soft kiss. Blossom accepted gratefully and placed her hands on his chest. When they pulled apart they pulled each other in close for an embrace. Brick let out a big breath and prepared himself for what he was about to say. Blossom looked up to him and smiled. She closed her eyes. “I love you.”