Hiya guys! As you all can so obviously tell from the title, I will be remaking the entire story of Changing Lives. Basically everything except the original plot WILL be different! I have taken up a new writing style, as well as improvements in my grammar. I mean, it has been, what? Three years since I first started writing CL?

So on a good note, if any of you have read Changing Lives, I hope you all will like this remake. C: I plan to add more chapters and maybe a few more juicy tid bits~ ;3 That way everyone who HAS read CL won't get bored and feel like they're just reading the same thing all over again.

I'll try to keep these A/Ns short, and at the bottom of the chapters. So until then, I hope you enjoy…

Disclaimer: I do not own any Powerpuff Girls Z characters at all whatsoever. However, the story's main plot and a few of my OCs ARE mine.

Brick taps his pencil against his desk. He was currently in Geometry class, bored out of his mind. Normally he wouldn't be spacing out this much, instead he'd be paying attention and taking notes.

But not today. He didn't have a doubt that his brothers were feeling the same. They were all feeling quite conflicted in the mess they were in.

Hell, who wouldn't be! Ever since him and his brothers had started going to this jail prison they call school, the boys had taken a liking to a trio of three certain girls.

Oh, how those girls have truly made everything a mess. It was all so...confusing. Brick's tapping steadied as he clutched the pencil tighter in his grip. He shouldn't be confused! He was never confused!

Those girls truly messed him up and his brothers up. Badly.

What was he supposed to say to his brothers? They always looked to him to figure things out. But for once, Brick didn't have a single clue what to do.

To say that the boys liked the girls would be an understatement. They've grown to know them better over the course of the few years they began going to school.

Except, no matter how much flirting, how many times him and his brothers have tried doing gentlemanly things for the girls, how many times they've asked them out, the girls refused.

They always did. Every single god damn time!

Brick knew girls were complicated, but these girls? They're off the damn chart!

He was growing tired of all these games. The way the girls acted, surely you'd think they'd have liked the boys back, yeah? No.

Brick's poor pencil snapped in half in his fist.

"Brick?"

A soft voice managed to cut into his thoughts. A sweet and sugary hushed tone. Not only did it make his insides melt, now it made him frustrated. Why couldn't she just accept him? Is there… Could there possibly be another?

No. Brick shook his head and looked to the girl aside of him, brows furrowed. If she fancied anyone he'd have been one of the firsts to know. Aside from the other two girls, he was her best friend. They tell each other everything.

"Brick!" She snapped her fingers in front of his dazed face.

He shook his head and gave a cough, letting go of the broken pencil which stabbed into his palm. "Y-yeah?"

She giggled at his confused expression. He frowned even more. What was stopping her from being his? If not a crush, then what? Surely it had to be something?

Or what if it was absolutely nothing at all?

He groaned loudly and she once again giggled. "Are you alright there?"

Brick didn't give her an answer. He finally noticed that not one other person was inside the classroom. The bell must've rung while he wasn't paying attention.

He gathered up his belongings and stood up, slinging the book bag strap over his shoulder and following her like he always does.

One more chance. he told himself. She has more chance before I change my mind. After that, there's no going back.

They finally arrived at a locker with pink and white ribbons tied on the lock. A paper blowhorn was placed above with the letters Momoko in red sparkly glitter.

As she was putting her books away, he leaned against a locker casually as he watched her. "Do you have cheerleading today?" he asked.

She shook her head and closed her locker. She smiled up at him sweetly, "Practise got cancelled. How about football?" she returned.

"Nope." he concluded, popping the 'p'.

They both walked down the school halls side-by-side. The others were probably waiting outside already considering the empty look inside the building.

Now or never. One chance…

Brick's fingers lightly grazed against Momoko's hand. He finally grabbed it and laced his fingers with hers. He hoped she wouldn't reject him this time. To be honest, he really didn't want to move on. He's liked this girl for so damn long…

Momoko blushed and looked down. She slowly stopped walking which made Brick begin to worry. Please don't.

She looked up at him with a small smile. Please…

Momoko took her hand back gently, letting his own fall limply against his side. She shook her head at him, "I'm sorry, Brick."

Momoko… Brick gulped. She was breaking it. She was ruining that chance. That one chance that could solve his problem. Please...don't go.

"Not yet," she said. She turned on her heel, facing away from him. "I can't."

He felt his insides burning. Like he was suffocating. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think.

Brick watched as she walked away from him. Her silky long hair swaying gently. He wanted to scream at her. "You're making a mistake!" he wanted to shout.

He knew he couldn't though. His voice was lost, as well as that empty hope he tried to believe in. That hope that she'd come running back to him. Smiling and taking her hand back in his again. Her small soft hand which seemed to fit almost perfectly in his own…

He sighed loudly, dragging his feet along to meet them all outside. He had to tell his brothers what they were going to do. It would be different now.

The girls probably never had a crush on them to begin with. What a joke to think they did whenever they flirted back. They'd never be more than just "best friends".

She could've been showered with his love and affection. The same with her friends and his brothers. They'd care for them and protect them always.

Brick flipped out his phone, texting his brothers his decision. It's time they switched it up a little. He gave a grin as his fingers flew across the screen. A little jealousy wouldn't hurt to stir things up, no?

He'd show that girl just what exactly she's missing out on.

And he knew exactly how to do it.

Sorry it's so short. And for the fact it might have kind of a depressed feel to it right now. :/ Didn't mean for that.

I also don't know how regularly I'll be updating this. Reviews give me motivation to continue, though. As well as favorites and follows!

Until next time~ :3