What Would You Do For Love?

Okay, this is a new idea that's been cooking in my head. I don't know how good it is. You tell me. If enough of you like it I will continue.

In this story the PPG's and RRB's don't meet until high school, plus this is a no powers story. This is basically a teen drama. I'll try to keep it a T rating, but it may change to M in later chapters. So, on with the story.

Chapter One: A New Day

Buttercup's POV

I woke up late that morning. It was not surprising since it was the first day of school. I hated the first day of school or any other day when I had to attend. My phone beeped indicating that I had a text message. I picked it up and saw it was from Mitch. I groaned partly from just waking up and partly from frustration. Ever since we had been going together he had been a pain in the ass. I did care about him, but I just wondered sometimes if he was the one. I just wasn't sure if I was in love with him. Did I even know what that meant?

All I ever heard from the kids at school was how we were the prefect couple. I almost believed it. It's not that I didn't care about Mitch, but I just had this feeling that there was something more... something bigger... Life couldn't possibly be as simple as Mitch makes it out to be. Finally, I got out of bed and staggered to the bathroom.

I didn't take that much time to primp, not like my sister Bubbles. She got up an hour and a half early everyday just to do her hair and makeup. I guess that's why I always woke up late. I didn't care about appearances as much as she did. As I came out of the bathroom I could hear my sister Blossom bellowing from down the hall.

"Buttercup! Get up!" She swung open my bedroom door. I had on my black jeans and was in my bra. I hadn't decided what shirt to wear. "Blossom, get out!" I shouted at her.

"Then hurry up!" she shouted and slammed the door. I took out my green T-shirt with the Harley printed on it with the words Biker Chic on the back. I ran the comb through my hair one last time and picked up my bag and stuck the earpiece to my Ipod in my ear. Music always drowned out any problems reality brought.

I raced downstairs to see my two sisters in the kitchen eating breakfast. "Hey, guys," I said, picking up a few pieces of bacon and shoving them into my mouth. "So, who's driving today?"

"You," Bubbles said, giggling as she finished off the last of her orange juice. "Like you would let us drive your car."

"True," Buttercup said. "So let's go before we're late."

I raced for the door, my sisters trailing behind me. We all got in my car and took off for school. Traffic wasn't bad as we road down the street. When we arrived at school there was quite a crowd. I saw Mitch approach me as I got out.

"Hey, babe," he said, and put his hands around my waist. "I called three times this morning. Why didn't you answer?"

"Because I overslept," I said. "I barely had time to get ready."

"It would be nice if you dressed a little sexier for me," he said. "Since you're not into other things." He tried slipping his hand under my shirt.

I jerked away from his embrace. God, he pissed me off when he did that. "Is that all you think about?"

I walked several paces, until I felt him take my hand. "Hey, you're my girlfriend. It would be nice if you acted like one."

"What, all girly and hanging on your every word. Well, it's not going to happen, Mitch." I walked away from him and was about to enter the building, but I heard a loud noise coming from a distance.

I looked back to see a guy getting off a motorcycle. He took off his helmet to reveal a mound of black spiky hair and dark green eyes. Damn, I thought. Who was that? I had to know. He wore dark jeans and a black leather jacket and a green T-shirt. I just couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"Hey, Buttercup," Holly Jensen, one of my classmates said, coming up to me. "Did you see the new guy?"

"Who is he?" I asked. I tried not to sound too interested, but the truth was I just had to know.

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Holly said with a twinkle in her eye. "See you later, Buttercup."

I saw her walking over to the guy trying to get his attention. I just shook my head. Holly was just so boy crazy all the time. She would have went after any guy who so much as smiled at her.

For some strange reason I remained focused on that guy. I didn't know why, besides I had a boyfriend. I just couldn't help myself. I thought for a moment that he looked over at me. Thankfully the bell rang.

I raced inside and ran to class. I took a seat in the back and closed my eyes trying to block out his image, but all I could see was his face. Finally I opened my eyes when I heard someone sit down in the seat next to me. I turned to see who it was, and my mouth dropped open when I saw it was him.

"Hey," he leaned over towards me and said, "What's your name, baby?"

I didn't answer him. I was too stunned by his presence. I just looked away.

"Hey, don't you talk?" he asked. I was so nervous I couldn't answer him. God, what was wrong with me? "You know it's rude not to answer." Still I couldn't answer. I could barely move. "I'm Butch."

He held out his hand as I finally turned to him. "Hi," was all I could say as he took my hand. I was sweating so bad as goose bumps formed on my arms. I still had my jacket on, so he couldn't see. "First day?" Damn, that was stupid. Wasn't I the school smart ass? I never had a problem talking to anyone, especially some hot guy. Did I just think that?

"Yeah, first day," he said with a chuckle. "I just moved here from Citysville."

"Really," I said. "I've lived here my whole life."

"Then, do you think you could show me around?" He was looking so intensely at me. I wished I could just get up and run out the room, but just then my sisters approached.

"Buttercup, I see you made it to class on time," Blossom said sarcastically. "So, who's you're friend?"

"This is Butch," I said. I still tried not to look at him too much. "Butch, these are my sisters."

"Hi, I'm Blossom, and this is Bubbles," Blossom said. Bubbles just giggled. I wondered if she knew how flustered I was. "

"So, you name's Buttercup, huh?" he laughed a little. "That's cute."

God, that pissed me off. Cute, I'll show him cute. "So, how about that tour?" I couldn't answer him. I was afraid of what might come out of my mouth.

"Hey, Butch," a red-haired boy said, coming towards us. "Already found a girl to flirt with, awe?"

Blossom and Bubbles already had taken their seats in front of me.

"You know me, Brick," Butch said. "I can't go too long without female companionship."

That did it. I decided then and there that I didn't like him. I turned away and could tell that Brick, the boy with the red hair, could see how annoyed I was. "Hey, don't worry. Our brother's all talk."

"Brother?" I questioned, looking back over at Butch.

"Yeah," Butch said. "Meet Brick and Boomer."

I just shook my head as Brick, the red-haired boy, sat down next to Blossom. She didn't seem to mind at all, in fact she was smiling. Then the blonde boy Boomer sat down next to Bubbles, who just giggled as he told her some lame joke. I sighed silently out of frustration, knowing full well that Bubbles was acting stupidly, because she was determined to get a boyfriend.

The bell rang signifying the start of homeroom. I thought it might ease up on the tension, but Butch just kept looking at me the entire time. I wished he would stop already... well part of me anyway. Our homeroom teacher took roll call as I kept watching the clock. It looked like it wasn't moving. I felt more and more tense as the time passed. God, I hated this. Finally, the bell rang and everyone got up to leave. I sprinted for the door and raced down the hallway to my first class. I so desperately wanted to get away from him.

I went the rest of the morning without having to see him. Lunchtime soon came, and I sat with Mitch at our regular table. Blossom came and sat down across from us, but she was hanging out with Butch's red-haired brother Brick. They were chatting about some boring nerdy stuff.

Then Bubbles came over with Boomer, her arm linked with his. She was laughing about something, probably another lame joke.

"Oh, Boomer, you're so funny," Bubbles said, as they sat down together.

"Looks like you two are getting along," I said as I took a bite of my hamburger.

"It looks like your sisters found themselves boyfriends," Mitch said.

Brick practically spit out his food, hearing what Mitch had said. Boomer didn't seem to mind. He just smiled at Bubbles as she just blushed.

"Okay, what's going on?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing," Bubbles said. "Boomer just asked me out." I just laughed a little. Leave it to my little sister to hook a guy in the span of one morning. Still, I was protective of her.

"So, where are you guys going?" I asked, taking a drink of my soda.

"That new dance club that just opened," Bubbles said. "Boomer's been bragging about his skill, so I want to see for myself."

"Hey, that sounds like fun," Mitch said. "Maybe we should go."

"Well, I guess we could," I said. If for nothing else, to keep an eye on Bubbles, even though I wasn't in the mood to go out that night.

I was forced to witness Boomer and Bubbles cutesy behavior. Mitch and I were like that at one point, but lately I could barely stand to look at him. I thought about breaking up with him, but the truth was that I still cared about him. I didn't want to hurt him.

I was trapped inside my own thoughts, so much so that I didn't see Butch approach our table. "Hey, guys," he said. I looked up at hearing his voice. I dropped my fork on the floor. He just laughed and walked over to me. "You dropped something." He handed me the fork but held onto my hand. I looked over at Mitch who didn't look happy about Butch standing next to me. I quickly took my hand back.

Then he sat down next to me. "So, what are you doing tonight?"

"She's busy," Mitch snapped at him. "So, go flirt with someone else's girlfriend."

I looked over at Mitch. I was pissed at how he was acting. "Mitch, would you cut it out. He didn't know."

"Now, he does," Mitch said, his nostrils flaring. I didn't appreciate what he was insinuating. "I'm not going to let some idiot hit on my girlfriend."

I got up out of my seat. "You don't own me, Mitch!" I yelled, so loud I think everyone could hear, because I could hear gasps and whispers as I stormed out of the cafeteria. I didn't know that anyone had followed me, until I felt someone grab my hand. "Let go of me, Mitch!"

"Hey!" I heard someone say, but it wasn't Mitch. "You okay?" It was Butch, Why did he follow me"

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said. "It just pisses me off when he acts like that."

"I can understand how he feels," he said. He ran his finger up and down my arm. Goose bumps formed on my arm. He smirked and stepped closer to me. I wanted so desperately to get away from him, but I remained frozen. "If I had a girl like you I'd be jealous, too." I started to tremble as he backed me up against a row of lockers. He leaned close to me. I felt like he was about to kiss me, and I wasn't doing anything to stop it. Reality set in when the bell rang and students started shuffling down the hallway.

I managed to escape him and ran down the hallway. My heart was beating so fast, and I knew it wasn't from running too fast. I reached the gym in no time and was sweating badly. God, I couldn't get that guy out of my head.

As I entered the gym I was panting hard. I sat down on the bleachers for a few minutes to catch my breath. That's when Holly came up to me, with Phyllis Cameron and Carrie Moore.

"Hi, Buttercup," Holly said. "So I heard you had lunch with the new guy."

"His name is Butch, and I did not," I said, getting defensive.

"Oh, come on, BC," Carrie said accusingly. "Everyone has been talking about that little scene in the lunchroom."

"That was just Mitch being jealous," I said. "It pissed me off, so I left."

"So, did you and Mitch break up?" Phyllis asked. "Maybe it'll give the rest of us a chance with him."

I just groaned and took off to the locker room to change. I didn't fare better in there. All the girls kept gossiping about Butch.

"Isn't he a dream?" a short girl with blonde curly hair said. She put her hair in a ponytail and straightened out her gym uniform. "I wouldn't mind wrapping my lips around him."

"Hey," a tall girl with short brown said. "But he is a bad boy. Did you see that motorcycle of his?" Both girls giggled like two lovesick puppies.

The chatter continued. "What's wrong with that?" I heard another voice called out as I changed into my uniform. "He can ride me anytime." At that I slammed my locker door. After lacing my shoes I stormed out. I sat down on the bleachers and waited for class to begin.

Coach Tanby came out of her office and blew her whistle. "Okay, girls," she said. "Everyone gather around." The girls from the locker room came running out and formed a crowd near Couch Tanby. "As you know, tryouts for the girls' basketball team are next week. So, I want you all to make an effort. I see our captain is here, BC, front and center."

"Right here, Coach," I said. I gave a sort of solute. She always liked that.

Okay, girls. We're going to split up into two teams. This will be good practice for the tryouts."

Coach Tanby rattled off the names for the first team. Holly, who was also on the basketball team was captain of the first team, and I was the captain of the second.

"Okay, everyone else is on BC's team." She blew her whistle again, signifying the start of the game.

That's what a needed, a good game to get my mind off things. I tried to block out all the so-called rumors, but the girls in my class were whispering and laughing. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I knew it was about Butch. I wondered if anyone knew about our almost kiss in the hallway. I hoped to god they didn't.

I was so preoccupied with my own thoughts that I couldn't concentrate on the game. Holly and Phyllis actually got a basket passed me. Couch Tanby blew her whistle.

"BC, over here, please," she said. "I need to talk to you."

I swallowed hard, knowing the coach wasn't happy with my performance. "Yeah, coach."

"What's going on out there?" she demanded to know. "Have you been slacking off all summer?"

"No, Coach, I just got some things on my mind." It was the truth, but only part of it. How could I tell her I was having boy problems? Until Mitch I never even had a boyfriend, now I wished it never had started.

"Well, get your mind on the game," she said. "It doesn't look good for the captain of the basketball team to play so badly, and this is just a friendly game."

"Sure, Coach," I said, feeling a little ashamed about letting her down.

I cleared my head and got back to the game. My performance improved and my team won by just two points. "Great, game," Holly said as Coach Tanby blow her whistle.

"Okay, girls, get changed!" she shouted.

As I entered the locker room, I heard some of the girls snickering. "Did you see how badly BC was playing? I bet she gets bumped as Captain before too long."

"Oh, shut up, Tiffany," Holly said. "Everybody is entitled to a bad day, but that didn't stop her from scoring the winning point."

"Whatever," Tiffany said and stomped off to her locker.

After I changed I came up to Holly. "Thanks," I said. "But you didn't have to defend me."

"Hey, we're friends, right?" Holly said. "And anyway, since you're sort of friendly with the new guy, do you think you could set something up?"

"Well, I don't know," I said, not wanting to commit to anything. I didn't want Holly dating Butch, but why not? I had Mitch, so why was I being jealous of Holly liking him? Oh, god, I was so confused.

"Oh, please," Holly said. "I'll owe you big time."

"I'll see what I can do," I said, but didn't have any real intention of doing it. I felt guilty about that, but not guilty enough to fix her up with Butch.

I walked out of the gym to my next class.

There's the first chapter. Was it any good? Should I continue? Drop me a line and let me know what you think.