Brick or Dexter (Powerpuff Girls Love Story)

Chapter 12

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Chapter 12

Battle 11: Choices

Blossom's POV

I unfolded the note.

It's no problem. Listen, meet me outside the gym after class. I want to talk to you.

I smiled. I wonder what Dexter wants? I glanced over at the clock. Only 10 more seconds...

Normal POV

5... Blossom counted down.

4... Brick's stare was fixated on the clock.

3... Dexter bit his lip in anticipation.

2... 1... they counted down.

RING! RING! RING!

Immediately, Blossom, Brick, and Dexter bolted out of their seat, and out the door, not bothering to listen to the teacher's final words.

Blossom was about to head to the gym, but stopped. She went to her locker first and opened the lock. She looked in the mirror. Dexter has never asked to meet up with me before... it must be pretty important. She examined her face and smoothed out her hair. Once she was satisfied with how she looked, she casually grabbed her books and started heading toward the gym.

Whatever happened to Brick and Dexter, you ask? Well...

"Dexter." Brick called with a high voice, trying to sound like Blossom.

Dexter let out a sigh of happiness and turned around. He closed his eyes and held the figure's shoulders, then opened his eyes and cringed away. "Blosso-HOODLUM!" Dexter started to clean his hands with his spit, totally disgusted. "Blegh. Dirty."

"And cleaning your hands with your spit isn't dirty?" Brick asked, irritated by the fact that he was making such a big deal.

"It's cleaner than having to deal with your disgusting germs still on me." Dexter answered.

Brick got even more irritated and his fist started to shake, wanting to punch the living daylights out of him, but stopped, remembering that Blossom would be here any minute. "You looked pretty excited earlier. Anything new, Dorkster?" Brick asked.

Dexter froze. "W-why do you ask... H-Hoodlum?" Dexter stuttered out the question.

"Oh, I dunno. Oh, look at these pretty blossoms in the planter. I guess they blossom in the Spring, huh? Of course, I wouldn't know, because I don't know when blossoms blossom. Do you, Dorkster?" Brick turned to Dexter.

Dexter gulped. "OK! You caught me... I asked Blossom to come here so I can tell her my true feelings for her." Dexter told Brick.

Brick looked at Dexter with mock-shock. "No... really!? And you didn't tell me!?" Brick asked.

Dexter's eyebrow twitched. "You're enjoying this, aren't you."

Brick shrugged, "A little bit. But, you realize, whoever confesses first could differ the outcome."

Dexter glared. "You wouldn't."

Brick shrugged. "All is fair in love and war." Brick suddenly took off in the direction of Blossom's locker.

Dexter growled angrily. "BRICK! NO! SHE'S MINE!"

"You snooze, you lose, Dorkster! You had your chance for 4 years!" Brick yelled over his shoulder as he flew off toward Blossom.

Dexter took out his jetpack and started it up. "Why you, Hoodlum... Get back here!" Dexter yelled.

Brick turned to stick his tongue out, only to realize that Dexter was actually starting to catch up. He sped up, trying to lose him. He looked forward again, concentrating. That's when he saw red hair. He smiled to himself and flew faster. He grabbed her from behind. "Blossom! I need to-You're not Blossom!"