Two Sides Of The Same Card (Powerpuff and Rowdyruff Oneshots)

Brilliant - Blossick

Blossom Laila Utonium. 

Freshmen at Townsville High, she was a beautiful specimen. A minority, with coppery locks and pale pink eyes. These pale pink eyes scanned the entire room, gathering details about everything and storing it away into the vast expanse that was her mind.

Blossom was actually not like other girls. She was special. She had a photographic memory and quick wit as well, making her by no doubt one of the smartest people in the country.

"Miss Utonium? What is the answer to the problem?"

Blossom didn't spare a glance at the heavily scribbled whiteboard in front of her. She had solved the answer the moment the teacher wrote it down.

"The slope will be 21.456, if you round." She simply said, continuing her information gathering.

The answer was actually 21.456 and everyone knew this. Blossom didn't have to pay much attention, she remembered it anyways, and solved it even faster.

"Try and look as if your paying attention, Miss Utonium. The real world won't care if you are smart, but your workethicmustbeonparwith..."

Just like always, her rant on the 'real world.'

How fun. She was in the real world, and if the real world was like this, then it must be boring.

Nobody was on the same level as Blossom Utonium. She was brilliant and they were average.

"Uhh, Miss Weisower? How can I draw point four five six?" A student, Dareyll Cloris. Senior, tennis player, lived near the school and walked each morning, liked to sleep. She was not interesting. Not at all.

"Why don't you ask Miss Utonium?" The teacher sniped.

This was an obvious reaction. People didn't like being bested, or knowing they were being bested, by someone less than half their age. It made them react aggressively.

Blossom was about to explain when the door slammed open and a boy she had never met before strolled in. Or rather, stalked in. He was angry with something, obviously, and brooding.

"You must be Brick Jojo. First appearance, yet you still have an A in this class." 

Brick was another minority. Red hair slightly darker than her own, pulled into a low ponytail, two sleeves of tattoos, and crimson eyes that immediately found her own.

"Your welcome. Where do I go?"

He had a tounge piercing too. Blossom had one on her stomach, courtesy of Buttercup and the age old game truth or dare.

She wrote him off as a stupid Neanderthal. Who missed class on purpose and had to hack to keep an 'A'?

"Would you like to answer the question for Miss Utonium?" The teacher said after Brick settled in  diagonal to her seat.

"I'd love to, if I knew what it was." He sniped.

"If you attended class, you would know what it was." Blossom chimed in, even before the teacher opened her mouth.

Brick turned towards her, and Blossom noticed how his eyes narrowed slightly. With the sunlight covering half his face, leaving the other portion covered by the shadow of his nose, she recognized him. Although it took far too long.

"You were in juvie, right? For attacking you neighbors with a knife when they wouldn't lower the volume of their party."

"I think I know what I went to juvie for."

The teacher cleared her throat. They still had half an hour to work. 

Brick turned out to be quite smart. He made Blossom pay attention, well more attention than usual.