I actually deleted this story today because I got upset that I got flamed really bad, but I'm putting it back up because some fans of my requested it. You know who you are. I'm going to say from the very beginning that this story is very adult content, but if you are offended by sexual scenes and harsh language please don't read. And please, adult readers only.

Chapter One: Love and War

Blossom's POV

Here we are. Another school day, and usually I love school, but every day for the past week Brick has been going after a new girl every day. Today it's Sheila's turn. Damn him. I think he's doing this just to torture me, just because I refused to go out with him.

There he was by her locker. I can't hear what they're saying, but I hear Sheila laughing. Well, Brick Jojo, if you want to date the school slut, fine with me. Suddenly I see his hand on her ass, and he gave it a little squeeze. Shit. I hope he doesn't see the look on my face right now. I just want to get away from that cad, as far away as I can.

"Hey, Blossom," Shelia said to me. I looked back and saw her hands all over Brick, and he's not doing a thing to stop her. I wanted to rip her heart out at that moment, but instead, I slammed my locker door shut and stumped down the hallway right past them.

I'll fix him I thought, and I knew just how to do. I looked over by the boy's locker room and see Decker Woods. He's cute. In fact the cutest guy in school, but not all that smart. What a body though. I walked towards him with a vivacious smirk on my face.

Brick's POV

I looked to see Blossom pass me. Damn, does she looked steamed, serves her right for turning me down. I turned to Shelia, a red-headed babe that I know Blossom hated.

"Hey, Shelia, thanks for helping me out," he said.

"Sure, Brick, any time," she said, batting her eyes at me. "But, if things don't work out between you and ice princess, give me a call." She trailed her hand down my chest, until she reached the front of my pants. Damn, if I wasn't so gone on Blossom I'd bang her in a minute.

I ran down the hallway trying to catch up with Blossom. I found her in front of the boy's locker room talking to Decker, the captain of the football team. He had his hands around her waist and leaned up on her tippy toes and kissed him. It was a quick peck, but it was enough to get me steamed.

She waved to him as he disappeared into the locker room, but I could still see the smile on her face. I approached her, and grabbed her by the arm.

"What the hell was that all about?" I asked her.

She just gave me a snide look and forced her arm out of my grip. "What's it to you?" She started to walk off, and then turned back. "Why don't you go back to Sheila, you dirty horn dog?" She ran down the hall to her next class leaving me there.

I guess she really was jealous if she's going to go flirt with the dumbest guy in school. My plan was to make Blossom so jealous that she'd jump me without even thinking, but after seeing that display of trying to get me jealous I knew she wanted me. So I had to alter the plan just a bid. If it worked in the end I'd get her. I heard the bell ring and hurried to my next class.

Buttercup's POV

It was lunch time, and I was sitting outside like I always do. Butch was showing off his muscles to those damn airheaded cheerleaders, stupid ass. Like anyone with half a brain would fall for his corny lines. Well, two could play that game.

"Hey, BC, what's up?" Dale Mailor said as he approached me. He's had a crush on me all year, but he was so damned annoying, especially since he was made official photographer for the school newspaper.

I looked over at Butch again who was sucking face with Sally Benson, the most annoying cheerleader I had ever seen. Damn. I wanted to beat the crap out of her prefect flawless face. Well, I just thought of something. I hated to resort to such attics, but I couldn't let Butch think I was jealous of that bleach blonde bimbo.

"Hey, Dale, "I said as he lifted his camera.

"One for the paper?" he asked. "I'm taking some candid students shots, and I think you would be perfect."

"Sure, Dale," I said and struck a sexy pose. Butch looked over at us for a second. I could see him out of the corner of my eye. It looked like steam was about to come out of his ears. "Thanks, Dale," I said and gave him a quick peck and started to walk back into the towards the school building.

Butch's POV

Damn that Buttercup. How could she be flirting with Dale? That guy is a complete loser that follows her around like a lost puppy dog. She must have seen me kissing Sally. Good. She's jealous, so my plan worked. I was going to get that girl if it was the last thing I did.

I followed her down the side of the building. My little Butterbuns chose the more secluded side of the building, knowing I would hunt her down. No one teases Butch Jojo like that, and I was just about the show her that too.

I came towards her and tackled her from behind knocking her to the ground. We were rolling on the grass for a few seconds until we stopped. I was right on top of her, a position I rather liked.

"Hey, Buttercup," I said holding her down to the ground. She quickly retaliated and threw me a few feet away. She was holding back. The girl was definitely into me. I flew back towards her grabbing and taking her up in the air. "So violent today," I said. "I like that in a girl."

"Get away from me, Butch," she shouted at me. "Go back to Sally."

"Ah, that's why you're mad at me," I said as I flew back to the ground, grabbing her from behind. "Yeah, you wish it you I was feeling up." I decided to tease her by feeling my hands down her front.

She responded by throwing me off of her. "Get you filthy hands off me, mother fucker!" she shouted.

Ah, foreplay. I love it. I shot back at her, holding her in a tight grip. "Why don't you just admit you like me," I said. "And you like it when I touch you… in certain places." I took the opportunity to grabbed one of her breasts. She then kicked me in the balls. Oh, that hurt.

I was lying on the ground in pain when she stood over me. "I do not!" she shouted. "And do yourself a favor and stay away from me."

She walked off leaving me smirking. I loved it when she beat on me. Buttercup was mine; she just didn't know yet.

Bubbles POV

Art class was my favorite. I had been working on a painting for the school art show. Since Dad planted the flower garden last year I thought it would be nice to immortalize it in a painting. Boomer had just entered the classroom with that stuck up Cindy Peterson. She's hated me since the first grade, when my painting won over hers. Now she was after Boomer.

I would have been jealous, because it seemed he was making no attempt to discourage her. He didn't even look at me once. He was too busy helping her with her art sculpture. I could hear her giggling as he whispered something in her ear. Well, I was determined to get him back for that.

"Hi, Donald," I said as the new boy in school passed by.

"Hi, Bubbles," he said, looking quite nervous. "Your painting is really coming along."

"Thanks, Donald, so do you think I have a chance of winning something in the art show?"

"Well, I think you're going to be the star," he said.

"Oh, Donald, you say the sweetest things," he said and I turned to kiss, just a friendly one. He must have turned as I caught him off guard, because I had kissed him on the lips instead of his cheek by accident. He grew red in the face and walked to the other side of the room where his station was located.

I looked over towards Boomer who had a shocked look on his face. Good. That would teach him to flirt with other girls. Class was almost over, so I covered my painting and was preparing to leave. Soon the bell rang and I made my way out the door.

Boomer POV

I can't believe what I just saw. My sweet innocent little Bubbles just kissed another guy. Well, I wasn't going to stand for it. I didn't realize the bell had rung, until I saw Bubbles practically sprint towards the door. I ran towards her pulling her back before she could leave.

"Bubbles, what was that about?" I asked.

"What?" she asked me confused. Was this some sort of game she was playing?

"What do you mean what?" he asked, my temper rising. "What do you think you're going locking lips with that… that…"

"So what, Boomer," I said. "Why are you so jealous anyway? It's not like I'm your girlfriend or anything."

She walked out leaving me there. She was right. She wasn't my girlfriend, not yet anyway.

Okay, that the end of chapter one. In the next chapter the boys have an proposition for the girls that they can't refuse.