Well, the PPGs are just typical 'Nerds' in their school. They are constantly bullied because of that. In reality, the girls are actually quite different. They are the daughters of extremely famous people. The girls are extremely talented in practically everything. They are famous, being singers and all. They were living their high school life normally, until the Boy band, RRB came.

Normal P.O.V

"Now I present the PPGs!" The crowd cheered as four blindly beautiful teenage girls walked onto the right side of the stage.

The first one was a red-head with long beautiful locks. Her hair was tied by a white bow and it went down to her knees. She has pink eyes that were shining bright like a true leader. She wore a pink crop-top that said 'Cherry' in black bold letters. She also had a pair of white jeans and black wedges on. Hanging on her was a glossy, red, electric guitar.

Next was a blonde. She had her long blonde hair tied into low pigtails . It reached her elbows. She had cerulean blue eyes that were innocent and pure. She wore a baby blue crop-top that said 'Bubz' in black bold letters. She was wearing a pair of faded blue skinny jeans with black drumsticks in her back pocket and a pair of black flats.

The third one was a girl with long chestnut hair tied into a half ponytail. It wasn't as long as the first girl, but it reached her hips. She had beautiful purple eyes with a childish look in them. She was wearing a purple crop-top that said 'Violet', black high waist shorts and purple chucks. She slowly walked her way to the keyboard on the left side of the stage.

The last girl came onto the stage. She had shoulder length raven hair and piercing emerald green eyes. Her eyes said that she was extremely dangerous, they screamed for people to go away, but that's what drew people even closer. She was wearing a green crop-top that said 'Emerald' and a black pair of ripped skinny jeans. She wore green pumps and hanging on her was a black electric bass.

All of the girls had beautiful and curvaceous bodies. They all walked to their spots on the stage. The Red head spoke,

"Hello! You guys have no idea how pumped we are to give you the best show to make our last day of the tour end with a bang! So please enjoy our brand new so-"

"And so the PPGs ended their last show exactly as they wanted to yesterday evening. This is their last concert until next summer. Don't worry PPG fans, they will continue recording songs for your enjoyment. The girls wish to spend their time on their education right now. It is still a mystery about which school they attend, but I'm sure that 'Cherry','Bubz','Emerald, and 'Violet' will return before you know it . Back to you John." The woman on the T.V said.

"Thank you Natasha. And now for the weather. It seems-" The T.V was clicked off. The four girls smiled and stretched. Their tour is finally over. They have one more month before they have to go to school, so now they're free to do whatever.

"YESSSSS! FREEDOM!" They all yelled simultaneously.

One Month Later...

"NOOOOO! I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK! SCHOOL STARTS NEXT IN TWO DAYS!

All of the girls sat in their huge home sulking on the couch. These four girls are the PPGs, but right now they are just Blossom, Bubbles, Robin, and Buttercup. Four perfectly normal teenage girls who so happen to live a double life. Four teenage daughters of John Utonium, scientist and genius professor at Harvard, and the daughters of Christina Utonium, super model and PPG manager.

Buttercup's P.O.V

"BUTTERCUP! GET UP! WE HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL SOON!" Ughh Blossom. Don't remind me, I don't want to go back to that hellhole.

Why am I so upset you may ask?

Normally people would have a bittersweet feeling about going to school. You get to see your friends in school, but its the fact that you are returning to school that makes it bitter. For the people who enjoy school, its all sweet- good for you my friend- good. For. You. In our case, its all bitter.

You see, we've been home schooled for practically all of our lives and last year our parents forced us to go to an actual high school: Townsville high school; THS for short.

We went to school in disguise to protect our privacy, and instead of getting a warm welcome we just got made fun of by our peers.

Now we could've changed the way we looked, but we wanted to be accepted by being normal, so that we would get actual friends instead of 'friends' who only liked us for our fame. And if the people didn't like our dull, 'nerdy' selves, then so be it.

What I didn't expect was that no one tried to befriend us. The only friends that we have are each other.

"I'M UP NOW! SHUT UP! I groan into my pillow and pull myself out of bed and look out of my window. Its so early that the fucking sun isn't even out yet. Its literally pitch black outside right now.(AN: how many of you know the feels?)

I shuffle my feet on the carpet floor to the closet and grabbed a pair of black basketball shorts, a baggy green t-shirt, a white tank top and green chucks. I make my way to the bathroom to shower and to brush my teeth. I wrapped my chest in a white bandage and put my tank top on top, covering it. All of us do this to hide our figures and to make sure that our breast don't get in the way. (AN: Girls should understand this one)

After I was completely dressed I went over to my mirror, brushed and dried my hair. I slipped on my black beanie and then I put on really thick,framed, green fake glasses that shielded my eyes from being seen. In case you don't remember, each of us had peculiar colors for eyes and they are a dead give away as to who we are.

When people look at me they see a flat chested nerd/sports freak. In school I am made fun of because I'm a tomboy. I'm even called a guy sometimes. Whatever, at least I'm in comfortable clothes.

I ran out of my room and down the long halls towards the kitchen and my three sisters are there.

Robin has her long chestnut hair put into a braid and she is wearing purple sweatpants and a loose black t-shirt with purple Vans. It gave her a lazy look, which it was, and she had purple framed glasses on. Although she is adopted, we all see Robin as our own flesh and blood. In school Robin is thought to be an Emo. I don't even know why.

Bubbles had her blonde hair put in her usual pigtails. She was wearing a huge blue sweater that was very long that it could have been a short dress. Its sleeves passed her hands and they would flap every time she moved her arms. She had dark blue jeans on and blue flats. On her face were thick dark blue framed glasses. Because of her nice personality and clothes, she is seen as an easy victim.

Blossom was wearing a plain, pink sweater. She had a plaid skirt on that went to her knees. And socks that ended right before it reached the skirt. She had her long hair put into a neat bun on her head. On her face was a pair or thick red glasses.

I sat down and ate breakfast with them. After 2 minutes Bubbles caught our attention,

"Hey guys?" Blossom looked worried,

"hmmmm? What is it Bubbles?" Bubbles began playing with her bacon strips using her fork,

"I'm scared." I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew that they were watering. Her lips were quivering and it was slightly pouted. Robin smiled,

"Awwww Bubbles. Forget about those bullies at school. If any of us gets hurt the others will have their backs!" Robin then stood up and gave her a goofy smile and a thumbs up. Bubbles started giggling,

That's our Robin. She always knows how to make a person smile. We spent the rest of breakfast giggling and laughing. I looked at my phone to check the time,

6:50am

"Hey guys, the chauffeur should be here . Homeroom starts at 7:10, so we need to go."

We got up to go outside. Our house was the biggest house on the street. In front, a sleek black limo was there. We all got into the limo and our chauffeur closed the door for drove us a few blocks away from school and we walked the rest of the way even though he was very reluctant. We can't arrive at school in a limo. Too much attention.

High school, here we come.