Not Like Other Girls.

Chapter 8: Totally Not A Two Timer.

Blossom wasn't sure if what she saw last night was real or not. She tried to sleep it off. It had to be a nightmare. She knew Brick wouldn't cheat on her, especially with Molly. Brick loved Blossom, and Molly was one of her best friends.

The next couple of days passed by quicker than expected. After eating breakfast and getting ready, Bubbles and Buttercup grabbed their school bags and left for school half an hour early. The talent show finals was due to take place in a month and there was so much to do. The girls planned to meet up with Boomer and Butch at school early to paint the set for the talent show.

Before they left, Bubbles asked Blossom if she was going with them, but she told them she had to do a few things at home, and would meet them later. Bubbles wasn't sure what her red-headed sister was up to, but she decided to let her be, and just head off to school.

Once they arrived at Townsville High, Bubbles and Buttercup stopped by their lockers to grab their books for their morning classes. After slipping them into their school bags, they made their way through the school to the auditorium, after stopping to say hi to a few of their friends along the way.

When Bubbles and Buttercup arrived, Boomer was on the stage, feverishly painting a large sign on the ground with red paint. His face was covered with red paint blotches. Clanging noises were heard from backstage, so Butch was likely backstage working.

"Hey, Boomer, " Bubbles greeted, sweetly. "We're here to help."

"Thank goodness," Boomer said, clutching his back in pain. "My back is already killing me."

"What happened?" Buttercup asked, curiously.

"I fell off the ladder while trying to make sure the spotlights were working okay," Boomer explained. "The fall was sure painful."

"Tell me about it," Butch said, emerging from behind the curtains at the back of the stage. "I'm the one you fell on."

Buttercup chuckled. "Easy on the fries, Boomer."

"Okay, let's get some work done," Bubbles announced, looking around the auditorium. "Hey, where's Molly?"

"She's in the music room for band practise," Boomer lied.

Bubbles knew Molly wasn't in the school band, and was glad Boomer didn't blow their secret by accident again. "Okay,

we understand."

"Let's go BC," Butch said to Buttercup. "I could use some help with the dressing room doors."

"Sure thing," Buttercup replied, climbing onto the stage.

Just then, the double doors to the auditorium opened and Blossom walked in. Unlike her sisters, she wasn't in her regular school outfit. Instead, she was dressed in a red, short-sleeve, v-neck Hawaiian dress that went down to her knees. On her feet were red high espadrilles. Her long red hair was in a wavy style that went down past her waist.

"Whoa, red, what gives?" Buttercup asked, confused.

"Yeah," Bubbles added. "You look like you're dressed for a cruise."

"Well, I thought I'd dress up a bit today," Blossom answered, smiling.

Butch smelled a delicious aroma in the air. "What's that smell?"

Boomer took a whiff and grinned. "Is that a strawberry cheesecake I smell?"

Bubbles, Buttercup, Boomer, and Butch soon noticed Blossom was carrying a freshly baked strawberry cheesecake in her hands.

"Yeah, I know I'm a bad cook, but this is the only thing I can cook without blowing up the oven," Blossom explained. "Besides, it was worth getting up early to make."

"Okay, you're all dressed up and you've baked a cake without burning our house to the ground," Bubbles stated, her hands on her hips. "Is there anything else we should know about?"

"Yeah, like what's so special about today?" Buttercup asked.

Blossom blushed a bit. "Don't you remember? Today is the one-year anniversary of Brick and I."

Bubbles squealed, happily. "Oh, I'm so happy for you two!"

"Thanks," Blossom answered. "I better give this to him before it gets messed up. Where is he?"

"He said something about going to the music room to help out with something," Butch replied.

"Help out with what?" Blossom asked.

Butch shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea. I know Molly is in there though."

"Something's not right," Blossom said, twitching a bit. "I can feel it."

Before anyone could say a word, Blossom hurried out the auditorium doors and down the hallway, making sure not to drop the cake in her hands.

"Something tells me this is going to get ugly," Buttercup said.

"Should we go after her?" Bubbles asked, concerned.

"Yeah, but let's not get involved unless it's absolutely necessary," Boomer explained.

With that said, Bubbles hurried out the auditorium doors. Buttercup and Butch sprinted after her. Boomer threw his paintbrush aside and followed the three superhuman teenagers towards the music room.

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Inside the music room, Molly was sitting at the piano, composing a song for Buttercup's talent show finals. She played a few notes on the piano, smiled to herself, and scribbled the notes onto some music sheets in front of her. She couldn't wait for the talent show, to see Buttercup beats the capri pants off of Princess.

As Molly started playing what was written on the music sheets so far, the door opened and Brick walked in. Upon seeing Molly at the piano, he made his way over to her.

Molly stopped playing and looked up to see Brick approaching her. "Hey, Brick."

"What's up, Molly?" he asked.

"I'm still working on Buttercup's song for the talent show finals," Molly explained, gathering her music sheets. "It's still a work in progress."

"I'm sure it will turn out great," Brick said.

Molly stood up and grabbed her purple knapsack from beside her seat. She slipped the music sheets into it and swung the bag over her shoulders.

"I had so much fun at the concert on Monday night," Brick said.

"So did I," Molly replied, smiling. "I'm glad I found my Urban Desire T-Shirt to wear."

"It's a good thing you found the shirt or else you wouldn't have been able to get in autographed," Brick said.

"I wouldn't have been able to get it autographed if you didn't win the contest," Molly answered.

"I wouldn't have been able to win the contest if you didn't have your cell phone with you, which had a radio in it," Brick told her.

Molly grinned. "Thanks for inviting me to see the concert with you. I wouldn't have been able to get my shirt autographed by the band members if you didn't invite me."

"No problem," Brick answered.

"Thanks to you, I finally got to meet my favourite band of all time," Molly said, throwing her arms around Brick's neck. "I can't thank you enough."

"You're welcome," Brick replied, returning the friendly embrace.

If Molly and Brick weren't hugging each other, they would have noticed Brick left the music room door open. If they had just ended the hug a few seconds earlier, Blossom wouldn't have been standing in the doorway, her mouth dropped open, staring at them, shocked.

Outside the music room, Bubbles, Boomer, Buttercup, and Butch was peeking from around the corner, watching the entire scene unfold in front of them. Needless to say, they weren't as shocked as Blossom was. Boomer rummaged through his dark blue backpack, wishing he had some popcorn to watch the scene like a movie. Although he didn't have popcorn, he pulled out a sandwich from his bag and began to eat it.

"This isn't good," Bubbles said, worried.

"I know, the tension is so thick, you have to cut it with a knife," Buttercup replied.

"Keep it down you two," Butch whispered. "I'm trying to listen."

Inside the music room, Brick released Molly, who took a few steps away from Brick, trying not to get involved. Brick took a step towards Blossom, whose mouth was still hanging open in shock.

"Blossom, this is not what it looks like," he said, trying to explain.

Immediately after hearing those words, Blossom's anger began to rise. Her nostrils flared and she gritted her teeth. She held the plate of strawberry cheesecake in her hands tightly, causing the plate to crack a bit.

"Brick," she spat, as if his name were poison. "If I had a dollar for every time I heard that, I'd be stinking rich!"

"Seriously, Blossom, I was only talking to Molly about the concert," Brick explained. "Nothing else."

"It seems to me there was more than just talking going on here!" Blossom shouted, angrily.

"We were only discussing the concert, that's all," Brick said. "There's nothing going on between me and Molly."

"Don't lie to me, Brick," Blossom snarled.

"I'm not, I'm telling you the truth," Brick replied. "Molly and I aren't an item."

From outside, Boomer said to the others, "Wow, and I thought my sandwich was full of baloney."

"Well, if I still mean something to you, then tell me why today should be important to both you and me," Blossom demanded. "Go on, tell me."

Brick opened his mouth to answer, but came up with nothing. He hated to admit it, but for once, he didn't know the answer to a question.

"Just as I thought," Blossom said, her eyes slowly filling with tears. "You can't remember."

"Blossom, I'm pretty sure there's a logical explanation why - " Molly began.

"Forget it, I've seen enough!" Blossom cried. "You're a lot of things Brick - intelligent, courageous, hardworking, but faithful isn't one of them!"

Dropping the plate of strawberry cheesecake, Blossom ran off down the hallway, tears flowing freely from her eyes. The china plate fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, and the cake landed upside down on the ground, ruined.

Concerned, Brick hurried out of the music classroom, looking for Blossom, but she was gone. Molly followed him out the door. Bubbles, Boomer, Buttercup, and Butch approached them from around the corner. Bubbles looked worried, while Buttercup has a confused look on her face. Boomer and Butch both looked shocked.

"Dude, what happened?" Butch asked his red-headed brother, as though they had just arrived and weren't eavesdropping.

Brick was silent. Molly was almost in tears, and fought hard to hold them back.

"Molly, what happened?" Bubbles asked, when they received no response.

"Blossom saw Brick and I together," Molly said, sadly.

"But we didn't do anything," Brick explained.

"We hugged, but that's it," Molly said, as a tear rolled down her cheek. "She thought it was something else."

"Let's discuss this later," Bubbles suggested, as the warning bell rang, reminding the students that they had only two minutes to get to homeroom. "The Townsville Pastry Palace, say around three-thirty-ish?"

"Sounds good," Brick replied, before heading down a hallway, towards his advanced physics class.

Boomer gave Bubbles a quick peck on the lips, before heading to his cooking class down the same hallway as Brick's homeroom. Bubbles and Molly bid goodbye to the others and ran up a nearby flight of stairs to their science class. Butch and Buttercup went separate ways. Butch hurried down another hallway to his gym class, while Buttercup darted into the music room.

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During classes, Blossom would sit at the back of the room, instead of her usual front seat. She wouldn't raise her hand if she knew the answer. She wouldn't even volunteer to pass out worksheets. She just sat in her seat quietly, and when it was time to go to her next class, she would be the last one out of the room. During lunch, she would lock herself in an empty bathroom stall and cry, until lunch was over.

Brick met up with Blossom at their advanced biology class after lunch. He tried talking to her, but she completely ignored him. During the class, he even passed her a note, which was pointless because she turned it into ashes with one shot of her heat vision.

During lunch, Blossom didn't join her sisters or the Rowdyruff Boys for lunch. She wasn't mad at her sisters, Boomer, or Butch, but she refused to sit at the same table with Brick. Instead, she bought herself a salami sandwich and a carton of milk, before heading off to have lunch with some of her biology club friends on the other side of the cafeteria.

Bubbles reminded Buttercup and the boys to meet after school at the bakery.

Blossom didn't join them. Once school ended, Blossom was the first one out of school. By the time Molly, Brick, Bubbles, Buttercup, Boomer, and Butch made it outside, she was gone.

After school, Bubbles was at the bakery, sitting at a round table at the back of the restaurant, with Molly, Brick, Buttercup, and Butch. She was eating a delicious chocolate swirl. Buttercup sat next to her on her right, eating a chocolate éclair. Butch sat next to Buttercup, with an ice cream sundae in one hand and a large spoon in another. Brick was next to him, his boston cream pie on the table in front of him, untouched. Molly sat next to Brick, refusing to eat the apple cheese danish that was in front of her.

Boomer was at the counter, waiting for his dessert. One of his football team mates got a job as the bakery's cashier. Once Boomer received his dessert, he paid the cashier money, and went to join the others at the table. He sat inbetween Molly and Bubbles, carefully placing his mocha cake in front of him.

"Okay, let the meeting begin," Bubbles announced, starting a conversation.

"So, Brick, have you seen Blossom at all today?" Molly asked. "You know, since the incident?"

"In biology class," Brick answered. "She wouldn't talk to me, though. She would have probably burn me to ashes with her heat vision if I got within three metres of her."

"She's not that mean," Boomer said. "She knows better than that."

"Where's pinky now?" Butch asked.

"I called her on my cell as soon as school ended," Buttercup explained. "She won't pick up."

"We got to do something," Bubbles told the group. "We don't want her to miss out on the talent show finals."

"You girls are coming?" Butch asked.

"We'll be there, that's for sure," Bubbles answered. "We wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Stay focused, people," Molly said, impatiently. "We need a way to convince Blossom that Brick and I aren't dating, and fast."

"Well, Buttercup and I will go home tonight and do what we can," Bubbles explained. "If we fail to convince her that Brick isn't cheating on her, then we'll meet up with Boomer and Butch in the school library tomorrow before school starts."

"Why the library?" Butch asked, confused.

"That's where Blossom is going to want to go to be alone, and that's where the school yearbooks are," Bubbles explained. "We'll just go there, meet up with you two, and using the yearbooks, remind Blossom of all the good times she had with Brick and maybe she'll realize that Brick isn't cheating on her."

"Wow, for someone who believes in mermaids, you sure came up with a good idea," Buttercup commented.

'What do Molly and I do?" Brick asked, confused.

"Brick you stay low, until Blossom calms down a bit," Bubbles suggested. "And Molly, you like Mike Believe right?"

"Guilty," Molly answered, blushing bright red.

"You should flirt with him whenever you get the chance to," Bubbles explained. "That way, you can get to know the guy you like, as well as convince Blossom that you and Brick aren't dating."

"Sounds good," Molly said, agreeing with the plan.

"Great, I'll just order some strawberry shortcake for Blossom, and Buttercup and I will be on our way," Bubbles said.

With their desserts finished, Bubbles and Buttercup headed towards the counter to place an order. Molly said goodbye to the boys and left the bakery, mentioning something about Spanish homework.

"Well, what are you doing tonight, bro?" Butch asked his red-headed brother.

"I got a lot to do tonight," Brick explained. "I have a history essay due tomorrow on the Great Depression, as well as a math test tomorrow on factoring quadratics. I also have to polish my medals and trophies, and find some spare time to finish reading, "A Strategist's Guide To Strategy." What are you two doing?"

"We're going to find the guys and hang out at the bowling alley," Butch answered, heading towards the door with Boomer.

"I'll come too," Brick said, going after his brothers. For once, his homework could wait.

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WEBCAM ON:

"And that ends chapter eight," Bubbles said to her webcam.

In the background, Boomer was sitting on the bed, looking over some papers in his lap. "Okay, that didn't work."

"What are you working on?" Bubbles asked, turning to her boyfriend.

"I'm doing my English homework," Boomer replied. "I have to show my teacher that I'm not as dumb as she thinks I am."

"Okay, then," Bubbles said, turning to face the webcam again. "We now know that Brick isn't cheating on Blossom, but will we be able to prove that to Blossom? Find out in the next chapter."

"Ugh, that didn't work either," Boomer muttered, erasing whatever he wrote on the paper.

Bubbles turned to look at him, concerned. "What are you trying to do?"

"Keep it down please, love," Boomer answered, scribbling something down on the paper. "I'm trying to spell Mississippi without any S's."

"Good luck with that," Bubbles said, rolling her eyes.

WEBCAM OFF.

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Chapter 8 Up! Again, sorry for the long wait. Mid-term exams are coming up and although I have none to write, the projects and assignments being assigned to me are piling up and I need to find time to get them completed. I'll update when I can. :)

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