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I know I should be doing this! I 'm completely (not) sorry!

ANOTHER STORY!

This one was based in the 'faking it' comey, but later my mind decided to change it all.

WARNING: T for languaje and, later on another chapters, sexual interactions. (I'll put a warning on top of those)

? Fag: A servant, or someone who is choosen to complete many tasks.

Summary: Townsville high is divided in royals and normal students. Bubbles, Blossom and Butch are three royals, and their life is fine and dandy until three new students arrive; Buttercup, Brick and Boomer. What is the true intention behind their acts? And how come they suddenly are so poplar without being royals? RRBxPPG

Chapter 1.- In this side

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"Hmmm"

"Wakey wakey, sunshine!"

"What …hour is it?"
"7.30. Hey, what combines with blue polka doted dress and dark blue ribbon?"

"Plain blue flats. You are not serious, right?"

"I am! It's our first day at school! Everyone said that we could dress as we wanted!"

"But Bubs! That outfit is so not today. I swear you wore that last year!"

"Fine!" A tiny voice replied. "How about… a muscle shirt and some jean shorts? And ... and! The blue flats! That would look cool!"

The girl in the other line chuckled as she answered. "Ok, that sounds better. Remember we are wearing the same"

"Of course, Blossy! I know we are going to have a blast! Like, totally. What could go wrong this year?"
Blossom grunted as she mumbled "Oh, I don't know. Maybe your fans suddenly cause a ruckus at the school's door?"
"Oh, come on! That was last year! I still remember their faces when your fans start screaming at the door, it was priceless! They didn't knew you were a movie star. Yeah, like Blossom Utonium would skip the new film of your producer to go to school, right?"

Blossom chuckled. Yeah, she remembered their faces. Of course, that same day she was proclaimed a royal. And school hadn't even started!

"Well, yeah; but remember when your sponsors came at the end of the day and started taking pics of you? Like, 'Bubbles Utonium in school, new fashion arises!'"

Both laughed through the phone. Sure, their rooms were right next to each other, but it was fun to call each other like that. Well, to them it was.

Bubbles chuckled once more before saying. "Hey sis, Butch is going to get here any moment now. We should hurry up."

Blossom was already up, and was brushing her long red hair. "Yes, well, I'm already up. She you in ten minutes!"

"Bye"

Both teens ran down the stairs (actually, it seemed like a really long princess-like stair case) and out of the mansion, wearing the clothes Bubbles had mentioned earlier, but Blossom had pink flats.

True to what Bubbles had said, a limousine was already outside the grille. They waved at the driver before getting inside the luxurious carriage and hugging the raven haired boy inside.

"What kept you so long inside?" He asked as he ran a hand trough his hair, frizzling it up. The girls laughed at his messy state before Blossom asnswered.

"Oh, You know Bubz, Butch. She likes to talk in the mornings"

Townsville High was a school for childs of rich and prestigious families. They, at first, used to attend just to know they basics of 'how to run a business', just so they could know to manage to do so when their parents' companies belonged to them.

Then, as the society madured, the school opened for almost everyone. Only people of high grades, or somewhat rich families could enter, or, if you were a prestigious person yourself, like the Utoniums.

Bubbles Utonium was a blue eyed blonde. She was humble and charismatic and optimist and, well, everything a guy would like on a girl. She was a model for some teen magazines, but she asked for some vacations so she could study some.

Blossom Utonium was a genius. At first that's why she was admitted to the school, but when they realized she was Blossom Summers (a really famous movie star), well, let's just say that she became more popular than what she would have wanted…

Butch Harrison was their best friend. They had met in the first ceremony, before they even knew who each other was, and they had eaten lunch together sometimes. Then, Butch's secret also uncovered. He was a famous singer, and he had just retired from his band ('boy band' as Bubbles and Blossom refered to). He was lucky to get those two girls as his friend, otherwise no one would be able to stop him from doing his daily stupidities.

The car (if it could be called a car) arrived at the school grounds. They waved goodbye towards the driver and entered silently, each grabbing their backpacks and quickly giving them to the butlers that appeared in front of them.

As you may already know, TH (Townsville high) was not a indiscriminate school. As soon as the new rule was created, the one that said that anyone could enter, groups were formed. Well, more like a group.

The royals.

They were either from wealthy families, or wealthy themselves, really pretty/handsome or if you had a really unique talent.

Then there were the fags. They were the 'normal' people royals chose to serve them, be with them and help them with everything they needed. They were probably going to become their secretaries one day, or personal butlers, maids, or whatever. So, if a royal chose you, you had to be very careful in what you did.

Each year the school made different contest.

A beauty contest.

A science competition.

An athletic competition.

And an artistic contest.

A musical contest.

The only ones that could enter any contest were the royals or their fags. That way, if you were a fag and were to (casually) win every and each of the contests, you could become a royal. And if you were a royal and won everyone, you would turn into a 'complete royal', and some reward would be given to you. Usually it was not monetary, but some kind of certificate that guaranteed you success in life.

Or whatever.

Anyway, that was daily life in Townsville High. Royals and their fags in one side, normal people in the other.

Blossom, Bubbles and Butch walked inside the school as everyone waved at them. They were really popular. They approached their classroom and sat in one of the leather chairs where their bags were. As always, the butlers were efficient.

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Class started and while the teacher explained some things to the rest of the class, the royals in the back talked.

"Hey bubz" A black haired blue eyed girl called Madison Willson said as she tapped Bubbles in the shoulder. "Is it true that you haven't chosen a fag?"

"Yes. I haven't found one to my liking" The blonde answered before Madison turned to her sister. "And you too, Blossom?"
"Yeah, I mean, what are this nerds good for?" She said nervously as her eyes turned to look at the crowd of 'normals' before her. Madison laughed as she replied.

"Yeah, you're right. Those girls don't even know how to put make up on!" Blossom and Bubbles laughed weakly at her comment, while everyone else laughed normally.

In truth, they both hated making someone make things for them, as they always felt bad afterwards. The three of the (including Butch) had only had 2 fags in all their life. Butch used the excuse that a man didn't need for someone to do things for them, but Bubbles and Blossom knew he was, deep, deep inside, also kind.

Really deep.

"Gosh, I know. They look like, what, as I a hurricane had passed over their faces or something!" Hayley Miller, a green eyed blonde, said, as she pointed to one of the 'normal' girls. The poor thing had to turn around and hide her face in her friend's shoulder to avoid further embarrassment. The other girl simply glared at them as Hayley flipped her off.

"He,, you're right." Bubbles said as she looked awkwardly the scene. She noticed the stares she received so she smiled and said.

"Hey, someone wants to come shopping with me after school?"
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Blossom was walking alone in the halls with some books in her hand. She hadn't noticed, but lately her studies had decreased some. She needed to get back on her feet, if she wanted to impress her father.

Oh! I forgot about that, right? He he…

John Utonium was a, well, millionaire scientist. He was really famous and known for creating the most powerful medicine, that one that was known for curing almost every disease, closing and disappearing scars and all type of physical injuries. The elixir of health, chemical x. But you know, many people would kill (literally) for something like this, so the formula was hidden somewhere only the professor knew where it was.

Well, anyway, let's get back to the school.

It was finally time to reapply make-up. Time to brush your hair and get all prettied up again. Time to do your homework and the one from your royal (if you were a fag).

The recess.

It was really a very well-mannered school, but when recess arrived, everything went chaotic.

The royals had the campus for themselves, and some of their fags too. The normal students wandered inside the building, having prohibited to step a foot outside unless the principal asked them to, or a royal.

Bubbles, Blossom and Butch were seated in a bench outside, enjoying the fresh air and being comfortable in their usual clothes, since the next week they would start wearing their uniforms.

While Bubbles laughed with Butch, Blossom was eating some candy. A red lollipop. The blonde and the raven haired teens turned to look at her with amused expressions on their faces.

Blossom finally turned to look at them, annoyed. "What?"

"I tought you had given up in sweet, Blossy" The blonde nodded in agreement to her friend's comment.

"W-Well, just o-once in a while doesn't hurts anyone, r-right?" She asked as she quickly turned away, a small blush coloring her face.

The other two just laughed at her and they continued doing what they were doing, until a nasally voice interrupted them from behind.

"You two, out of here. You are in my way"

Blossom and Bubbles turned not-too-surprised to look to the teenager in front of them.

"Princess, how are we" Blossom signaled to her and Bubbles "in your way? We are in a bench!"

The redhead in front of them just frowned. She had a short (like, short) purple top that barely covered her breasts and some shorty jean shorts. She had freckles and her hair was in a single ponytail at the side. Her auburn eyes glared at the girls in front of her before she batted her eyelashes when her sight landed on the gorgeous green eyed boy next to them.

"Oh, Butchie" Butch flinched. "There's a party tonight at mines. Wanna come?" Princess said as she ignored Blossom and Bubbles, who were glaring at her.

Butch just frowned before he answered. "Sorry. I have… uh… family things to attend to."

Princess pouted as she looked behind her. After her were her two fags, more like servants, Millie and Mollie Stone, twins. They had long blonde hair and green eyes, and were dressed in something that resembled Princess' style, but in blue.

The pink eyed girl was just opening her mouth to say something to the other redhead before she interrupted.

"In any other school in the world, you wouldn't even get the chance to talk to me. But my stupid daddy had to go and get me here to socialize with you, scum. So be grateful and take advantage of this glorious opportunity, since, well, you might never get the chance again. Right, girls?"

"Yeah, take the chance while you can" Needless to say, the Stone twins, as everyone knew them, did exactly what Princess asked them to. In other words, they were normal teenagers that were being paid to help Princess with her self-steem.

The trio had already vacated the place when Princess turned to look at them again. She growled and walked away, motioning for the twins to do the same.

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The friends were walking towards the exit were their limousine was already waiting. They entered it and sat inside, in silence.

Butch coughed and decided to break it. "So, did you heard about the news?"

Both girls turned towards him and asked "What news?"

"Oh, well, three new students are entering tomorrow. Apparently they are from the non-royals side, but. you know…"

"What, Butch" Blossom snapped at him, and he just flinched.

"Rumours. You don't need to know about them. But many of them say that there are reasons why you haven't chosen a fag. I can get away without one, but since you're girls…"

"So you are implying that we make two of this students our fags?"

"Well, yeah. That way you can say that you didn't choose anyone because they were not good enough."

"We'll… think about it" With the blonde's last sentence, the car fell silent again.

This was just an introduction of the characters that are going to be used in this story. Please review! (BECAUSE THIS FIC USES THE 3 REVIEW RULE!)

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Note: Review or PM for ideas of the contests if you like! I really have almost no idea what to make in some of those (others are already chosen)

Since I have half of the next chapter, I'll update when I have half of the third chapter.

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