I do not own the Powerpuff Girls...

'Another busy day ahead of me.' Blossom thought as she walked through the hallways of her high school, Pokey Oaks High School.

She was always the first one in school, finishing up on homework. It was where she best concentrated on her studies while she was distracted at home most of the time. Having two sisters can do that. Blossom liked school because she loved learning and always loved learning. After all, she was on top of her class, student body president, a cheerleader with Bubbles (being the captain, Blossom was good at the leadership part while Bubbles, the co-captain, handled the choreography), and was the most level headed girl at school. Blossom came a long way from being a member of the Powerpuff Girls to being a regular school student. She was in all AP classes. Her style even evolved over the years, trading in her pink school yard, preschool dress to a more mature style. Sure she stuck with her signature color, but she managed to pull off a conservative, mature yet sexy style (sweater dresses, short/tight mini skirts, loose sweaters, scarves with boots and over the knee socks. Anything fitted and short was now what Blossom wore). Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup were very popular amongst the student body; freshmen and sophomore girls constantly asked for pictures, autographs, style tips, etc.

Blossom was also very choosy with dates too. Unlike Bubbles and Buttercup, who had dates almost if not every weekend, she was very picky when it came to guys. Hence she was a hard catch with guys at her school. Blossom wanted a guy who was funny, sweet, smart...yet turned her nose up at every guy she went on a date with, who sometimes happened to have the qualities she was looking for; yet if she felt something wasn't there or to her liking, she would show immediate disinterest. Bubbles and Buttercup pointed out she was picky several times, which lead the three sisters, two against one, into arguments about why she is picky.

"Blossom, you are smart, funny and gorgeous! What annoys me is that you are so picky! You aren't going to find the most perfect guy in the world, but you can't keep turning your nose up at everyone you meet." Buttercup said, basically snapping at her.

"There is nothing wrong with being picky," Blossom said. "I'm a woman. I have every right to be picky."

"If you keep it up, you may miss out on someone awesome is what I am trying to tell you," Buttercup replied.

Blossom tried not to listen to Buttercup; she wasn't one to talk after all because she led boys on and became a heartbreaker when they got attached. Apart from her kept thinking Buttercup was right, but she would rather be single than throw herself at the wrong person.

As Blossom got to her locker, she noticed a vile creature by her locker, smirking at her with raised eyebrows. It was Brick. Being in four classes with him was a punishment in itself.

"Oh, great." She thought.

"What's up, Pink Stuff?" he said in a sarcastic tone. She hated him mocking her.

'Oh, Brick.' Is what she thought. She had four classes with him, and he often provoked her when she spoke up. Whether she was calling out an answer, presenting a project, he made it his life's work to bother her every chance he got. A couple of time, Blossom just gathered her things and walked out. It was a high for Brick to instigate Blossom.

"What do you want?" As she opened up, her locker just to get her books.

"Nothing. Just wanted to see you on this fine morning." Brick smirked while twirling her hair with his finger. "I just can't go a day without bothering you and since you and I are both here early this morning, well...I guess it's my chance."

"How did you know I'd be here this early anyway?" Blossom asked.

"I have my ways." He replied. "Which is great because it gives me the advantage to start ruining your day."

Blossom slammed her locker and got in Brick's face, which made him grin like an idiot, or so she thought, even more. She wondered how girls could find him appealing. He was obnoxious, crude and annoyed the hell out of her. Since they were alone, she decided to tell him off.

"Listen to me!" She started. "I don't know what your problem is or why you love to instigate me but it is getting old now! You have been doing this since we were kids, and I have always managed to kick your butt every time, you and your stupid brothers, and now you have to do this in high school? Grow up! Seriously, some of us may think you're adorable, but others do not!"

As Blossom started towards the library, heels clicking and all, Brick then added with, "Oh...so you think I'm adorable?"

Blossom turned around and said, "Uh...no...that's not what I said...don't manipulate..."

"Too late. You said, 'some of us may think you're adorable.' Hence you think I am adorable."

"Oh God! That totally came out wrong!" Blossom freaked.

"Admit it. I know you like me." Brick smirked suggestively said, raising both eyebrows.

"Eww!" Blossom cried.

Before she made her way to the library, she added, "I'd have to feel down about myself to actually be seen with you!"

Brick just smiled to himself and thought, 'Geeze pissing her off never gets old.'