Chapter 2

Bubbles POV~

When we arrived at school, we hopped out the car and went to the office. Once we reached there, Blossom asked for our schedules. The front office lady gave it to them and they headed to first period. We reached first period and sat down in the middle seats. I sat by the window, Butters next to me and Blossom in front of me. The Rowdyruff Boys came in and sat behind us. They are here because the mayor forced them to come here or spend time in juvie. "Hey" I spoke up. I was being nice, again. I just rolled my eyes at myself. All the boys and my sisters looked at me but muttered the same to each other.

The teacher came in. He was so hot. He was slightly tanned, 6'4, had chocolate brown hair that went pasts his eyebrows and warm hazel eyes. He was very masculine. Well damn. He is bringing sexy back. All the girls were staring at him. Buttercup was glancing at him to not make it obvious. All the guys rolled their eyes and look at him jealously. Some of the sluts in the room, aka Princess and her posse, started to push their obviously fake boobs up. I don't like him that way because he is a teacher and it is just wrong. But I do want to tap that. I smirked to myself. 'Bubbles, stop being naughty. You nasty, dirty-minded girl' I thought.

"Hello class, my name is Mr. Evans. I would be your reading teacher for the whole entire year. Hope we get along" he smiled again. Damn, he is doing something to us girls. I saw two girls fainted and he rushed over. He picked them up and was asking if they were alright. "I'm going to take them to the clinic. I'll be right back" he said as he toke them out the door. If only he knew. Those girls obviously faked fainting, so they can got to the clinic and have alone time with him. 'Typical' I thought.

Buttercup toke out her iPhone 6s and put her headphones in, blocking out the world. Blossom toke out her phone and went straight to Tumblr. I swear she's trying to be a hipster. I toke out my phone to but to text my boyfriend, Brandon. We got into a full on conversation, but I knew something was up. 'I feel like you want to tell me something' I texted. 'Umm…I want to breakup with you' he texted back. 'Is it me' I texted him with tears almost spilling out my eyes. 'No. It's just that I was cheating on you. I'm sorry, baby' he texted. 'Don't call me baby. I never wanna see you again, you dick' said my final text.

I deleted his number and everything I had that was on my phone that reminded me of him. When I get home, I'm going to burn his shit when I get home. I smirked rather psychotically. Blossom noticed and asked if I was ok in mindlink. Mindlink is when we talk in our heads to each other. I told her that my dick of an ex-boyfriend was cheated on me. She kept saying sorry, but I told her I didn't need her pity. I then told her I'm going to the bathroom and left the classroom.

I arrived at the restroom and fell to my knees. I wrapped my arms around my knees and started to cry. For about 5 minutes I was like this. I got up and looked in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy and I was deathly pale. I splashed water on my face and wiped it with a napkin. My braid was messed up and I took it out and did it again. I looked back up my looked better. I walked out the bathroom and headed back for class. 'Bubbles don't cry for that fool. He doesn't deserve your tears' I told myself. And from that day, I vowed to never fall in love again.

This is Chapter 2 for Twisted. Read and Review. Until next update, Potato-chan…