Chapter Eleven-A Game of Cat and Mouse

Author's Note: Hello, mi amigos! Cheers, because here's the ELEVENTH chapter to this awesome story (Hey, let me brag a little!)! Alright, enough chatter boxing! Let's get on with the story!

-One Year Later-

Unknown P.O.V.

I stared at the screen in front of me, eyes scanning every little bit of information on it. I smirked when I found what I was looking for. "I've finally found you." I whispered to myself.

I shut the computer and headed for bed.

Blossom's P.O.V.

-Afternoon-

"And so that's your homework for today. Class is dismissed." Mr. Ramirez said.

The class bolted out the classroom the minute the word "dismissed" was said. I, however, stayed, preparing for the Student Council meeting that I had today.

It has been one year, and we've already fit in school the minute we came here. Surprisingly, I liked San Diego and its school. Really, it wasn't a bad place. As for our "proper" home, the Professor found a pretty little house located in one of the nearby neighborhoods around the school. The house is a dark brown color, and the roof is white, and even though the house has only three rooms, which we took over, the Professor doesn't need one; he has a sofa bed in the living room. And he doesn't need a laboratory anymore; his new job that he got in the beginning of the school year already has one.

I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned around, blinking in surprise. My best friend, Genesis, who has every class with me except for math, was standing in front of me, giving me a questioning look. "You know, you've been daydreaming a lot. Is there something wrong?"

I blinked again, then shook my head. "Thanks for asking, but I'm perfectly alright." I gave her the best smile I could manage.

She seemed convinced. "Okay… but if you need anything, mama's here." She stretched her arms out, motioning for a hug.

I laughed. That's why I liked Genesis, she's funny and smart. I gave her a hug, then we departed, sitting in our assigned seats as the students who had Student Council began making their way in. In my opinion, Genesis was pretty; I've seen the way boys look at her when she passed by them. She has platinum blonde hair that is cut in a girly emo hairstyle, dark blue eyes, and pale skin. Even though she's a blonde, she was impressively smart. Did I forget to mention she has a good taste in clothes? Today she was wearing a plain white t-shirt, light blue skinny jeans, and black combat boots.

She has all AP classes with me (Except for Math, that's not really her thing.), participates in some of the charities for raising money for the poor and for those with cancer, and practically lives in a mansion. Her parents are very rich; kind of like… what was her name again? Princess? And she could've enrolled in a private school, but since she isn't stuck up and conceited, she attended this school, San Diego High School, aka SD High.

"Alright, everyone! Let's get to work!" I said, and everyone straightened up. "Let's discuss on the upcoming prom, which begins in three months! As you may all know, we have a lot of planning to do, so we must get started early. Now, for the theme, does anyone have any ideas?"

A boy with brown messy hair caught my eye. I could feel my heart beat speeding up faster than it already went as he raised his hand. "Y-Yes, David?"

He smiled. "I was just wondering if the theme "modern" would be a good one."

I nearly melted when he smiled. In the middle of the school year, I found out that he was my age, and that he had nearly all of my classes with me, except for history and science. My sisters and Genesis already knew that I had a crush on him, and they often teased me about it when he was present.

He, however, didn't know that I liked him, thank God. I smiled nervously. "Y-Yes, that's a great idea! What do you think everyone?"

"Agreed."

"Genesis?"

"You've got it, Bloss."

"Alright. So we will start working on the posters and accessories for the prom, starting next week. We will be storing them in the school's private Student Council closet, of course. As for the food and drinks, and planning, Genesis and I will take care of that. Understood?"

"Okay."

The rest of the time went by fast, and before I knew it, the meeting was over. As we walked to my house, Genesis and I began chatting. One unique thing that Genesis has is that she can make anyone open up to her, even Buttercup. She doesn't know that I'm a super powered teenager, though. Sadly.

"Blossom, did you hear me?"

"Huh?" I blinked, glancing at her. "What did you say?"

She put her hands on her hips. "So you weren't listening. And I said that David might like you."

My eyes widened. "R-Really? How do you know? Did he tell you?"

She shook her head. "No, but it's kind of obvious. When you walk by him, he's always staring at you. Well, that happens with every guy in your case. But still, he's your crush, so…"

I bounced up and down excitedly. Huh, I think I do have a little of Bubbles in me after all. "What if he asks me out to prom? Oh my God… that would be a dream come true…"

She rolled her eyes. "You can get a little boy crazy over him for an all AP classes girl."

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. "Well, I can say the same thing about you, Genesis. You're always talking about Michael and about how "handsome" he is."

"Because he is!"

I laughed. "You're such a dork."

"Says the person who-, wait, who's that over there?'

"Hmm?" I glanced around, but I didn't see anything, or anyone.

She grabbed my arm, pointing to something far ahead. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't use my supervision because then my pupils would become extremely small, and it would look suspicious. Which is weird because my eyes are pink. Well, I've seen people with purple eyes, so…

"I think it's some people moving in one of the houses next doors to yours."

We arrived at my house, throwing our backpacks on my bed when we entered our room. Buttercup hadn't arrived yet, probably participating in some soccer game, while the Professor was at work. Suddenly Bubbles appeared in the doorway, her head popping up in the room. When she saw us, she smiled. "Hi, Genesis! Hi, Blossom!"

We smiled, and she sat down next to me on one of my beanbag chairs. All of a sudden her face changed, expressing the puppy dog look she always gave me when—Oh no. She can't be—

"Um, Blossom? Can I ask you a favor?"

Oh no. I can't fall into her temptation—"Sure. Ask me anything." And there goes my forgiving and kind ass.

She smiled, showing off her white teeth. "Well, Mike sorta asked me out on a date, and—"

"He what?! Are you serious?!" I said, choking on my water bottle that I so wisely had chosen to drink at the moment.

She laughed nervously. "I know what you're thinking, but seriously, he's not that bad—"

I glared at her, crossing my arms. "Do you seriously think that I would let you go out on a date with Mike? Bubbles, do you even know what he's done to some girls he asked out on a date?"

She pouted, crossing her arms. "Blossom, he's told me he doesn't do it anymore! Besides, you've told me to give people a second chance—"

"Give who a chance?"

Buttercup came barging in, all dirty from what I guessed the previous soccer game. Genesis wrinkled her nose. "Damn, Buttercup! Go take a fucking shower, for Pete's sake!"

Buttercup glared at her, but did so. On her way out, she said "You better tell me what you were talking about when I'm done!"

We rolled our eyes. Bubbles smiled nervously, scratching the back of her head. "Hey, when she comes out, can you not tell her? If she finds out, she'll kill me and Mike—"

Genesis crossed her arms, giving her a stern look. "Do you seriously expect us to even let you go on a date with that rapist? Bubbles, he's been charged for raping girls! I don't even know how he managed to still be in this school!"

At this, Bubbles stood up, planting her hands on her hips. "Hey! I can take care of myself! Besides, I have super—" She stopped, realizing what she was about to say. Genesis gave her a questioning look. "You have what?"

Bubbles shook her head. "I meant I have my sisters to uh… take care of me, right, Bloss?"

I smiled a fake smile. "Yes, yes, of course! But you're still not going, so forget it, Bubbs."

She stomped. "But, Blossom! He's super nice and everything!"

I gave her my don't-you-dare-talk-back-to-me-young-lady look, and she became silent. "I said no. I know you like him, but he's not a good guy. He's a bad guy. Got it?"

She nodded, her eyes staring at the floor. I frowned. "Got it?"

She huffed. "Got it." And she walked out the room.

Buttercup's P.O.V.

I walked into my room, drying my hair with the towel. I threw the towel on my bed and began to change. I changed into a plain white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and my green converse. I quickly brushed my hair and walked to the door. As I walked out I called out. "I'm going for a walk!"

When I walked out, I breathed a sigh of relief. All of this… All of this bullshit is killing me! I want to go home! To my real home! I began walking towards the park. I checked my watch. It was 5:40. The sun was beginning to come down, but I didn't care. I could take care of myself. I have powers, after all. My mind suddenly brought up a subject I hoped wouldn't come.

Butch.

The Rowdyruff Boys.

I shook my head, forcing the memory to the back of my mind, where the useless, unwanted memories were kept. I suddenly crashed into something, falling to the cement. "Ow…" I said, rubbing my head.

I instantly stood up and searched for the object I ran into. There, in front of me, was the most hottest guy I've ever seen in my life. 'Snap out of it, Buttercup!' I told myself, forcing the thought away. The mystery guy smiled an apologetic smile. He was wearing a black t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and dark green tennis shoes. His hair was a sexy dark black color spiked up, and his eyes were a strange dark blue color. He held out his hand to shake, and I took it. "Sorry, I didn't mean to crash into you like that. I wasn't watching where I was going. What's your name, lady?"

I frowned. "Don't call me lady. I'm not no girly whore, alright? The name's Buttercup."

He seemed unfazed by my rude comment, smiling instead. "Alright. Say, what grade you in? You look like about sixteen, my age."

I cocked my head to the side, planting my hands on my hips. "Wait, did you just move here, or what?"

He nodded, grinning, revealing his minty white teeth. I found myself struggling to breathe, but I regained my composure. "Right. Well, see you around—Wait! What's your name, anyway?"

"I'm Travis Maddox. Nice to meet you." And with that, he walked off.

I walked back to my house afterwards, not wanting the same "incident" to happen again. I ignored all the stares my sisters and Genesis gave me, and immediately headed to my room. I locked the door and walked over to my laptop, pressing the power button.

When the Google homepage finally loaded, I typed in the words "Travis Maddox."

Author's Note: I'm so sorry this chapter is really short! (In comparison to my other chapters). So, what do you think? Well, if you wanna let me know what you think, then just type in the review box! Alright, see you next time, because the Ruffs have made their warning appearance! Oh! And please check out my new story "Just Another Day"! It's about the Puffs and Ruffs!

~Izzy

End of Chapter Eleven.