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Somewhere in townsvile, The flowers blooming and rising for the sun's light, butterflies fluttering around, Trees swaying side to side matching the winds direction.
Everything is peaceful in the town of townsvile.

A loud thud can be heard somewhere in someone's house seemingly to be a box filled with items, Oh there seems to be new people moving in, with the mover truck finishing moving the clients items they are left alone to settle in.

A red head boy started picking up all the items that were scattered on the floor
'ugh, I still don't understand why we have to move? Isn't our old place good enough??'
The red head said seemingly agitated by their situation 'that old place was a good spot for my secret lab!' he said as he as he continues to pick up the scattered items'

'It isn't too bad...' a blond girl said trying to make light of the situation while she carries around a box also filled with items from the move 'But yeah.. It's hard leaving all those memories behind there. As well as leaving friends like your friends Mandark'
She said that last statement knowing it was false

'He was never a friend! He was an enemy!'
The boy exclaimed angrily, 'You should know that by now!' the boy pointed an accusatory fingerather sister.

'hmm. Yeah, maybe I should.' she said in a dismissive tone, 'don't get it wrong, I also don't wanna move. Maybe you should've made an invention or something to change their mind.' she said flatly,

'Y'know I can't do that, you don't understand the things that might go wrong if did something to people's minds!' he said that as if he had tried it before,or that it was common knowledge, still the red head didn't back out from the statement.

The Blondie about to respond to further develop an argument was suddenly interrupted by a set of heels walking towards the room they were in and then suddenly the door opened revealing a woman standing right behind it.

'Dexter, Dee Dee finish up unpacking so we can have supper together!' the woman said the the two children who were inside the room.

'moooomm...' the girl said to her mother who was standing right outside the door of the room 'Why did we have to move aga-?'

'Oh Dee dee,' the mother said with an exasperated sigh 'Don't give me that I already told you both why.' she said as she pinches the tip of her nose 'you two both stop whining we've already decided and we're already here.' 'finish up now just give up cause me and your Father's minds have already decided.'

The mother quickly shut the door so there would be no more protest coming from her children with that the children both had defeated faces.

'Ughhhhhh this is all useless.' Dee Dee stated as she slumped down in defeat 'when is our school starting again..?' Dee Dee asked her brother who was finishing up picking the scattered items on the floor.

'I believe we will be starting in the next 2 weeks since our father just now finished enrolling us.' Dexter responded to his older sisters question, finally finished cleaning the items he has accidentally scattered on the floor earlier.

'Great. Have that to look out for.' feeling defeated she stretched her arms and then redirected her attention to her empty stomach 'are you done with that? I'm starving.'

'Yes, I believe so,lets go and eat' with that they were able to leave the room and feed their growling stomach.

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"Dexter." He announces infront of the class.

"I have moved here only recently, I hope you all would accept me as part of this class. Thank you."

He proceeds to go and look for a empty seat while the teacher took over. ''That was short and sweet, Thank you again Dexter! Now everybody put your textbooks out and lets continue yesterdays lesson.''

As the teacher— Miss Anne's voice faded to the background, Dexter was unimpressed with the topic as he had already studied it before, So wouldn't be a surprise that he didnt find any of this even slightly interesting.

The lesson continued on, Are they really that behind? Is it even worth being here if im not actually going to learn anything new? I've only been in this class for what? Like 7 minutes? And im already getting sick of this place, Like seriously why would mom and dad abandon me— The BOY GENIUS! In to some mind numbing intellectual prison with these Numbskulls!!

Dexter looked around spotting a guy wearing his hat backwards giggling with his friend who wears a leather jacket, And a girl just on her phone playing some loud sound effects that you would hear at a shooting game, then later it producing a loud and obnoxious victory theme. The girl in question and the two boys were clearly not interested in the teachers lesson.

Dexter finds himself looking at the window closest to him watching the leaves fall as autumn comes along. He thinks of how boring this school year will be without any competition, Then suddenly he plots on becoming student council president, and how he will reign over this school in an estimated time, that is if the students comply ofcourse, Which they will! Once they see how awesome and unbelievably smart the boy genius is!
But that train of thought comes to a stop as he sees the door slamming open with a loud BANG! accompanying it.

"Whattupp As—!" The teacher interrupted the owner of the voice with a loud 'LANGUAGE!' and a warning glare.
The girl whom the warning was directed to let out a pouty frown as a blond haired girl went in the room and apologized in behalf of what im assuming is her sister.

The previous girl then shouted—" Yo Bloss! Quit being a slow poke at get in here! You gonna miss like— the 10 minutes we have in class left!" — to the person in the hall as the blond took a seat beside where Dexter was,

A redhead girl wearing an oversized ribbon entered the room as she replies "No running in the hall Buttercup, Also keep your voice down thats disrespectful!" She then greets the teacher good morning, to which the teacher smiles at and ask them to take their seats.

To which they oblige until the person whose name is Buttercup (ok.) Points out something "Miss, why is Blossoms seat occupied?" to which the redhead looks at where her sister is pointing at— And yes, it is. Thats when Dexter realizes that they were talking about him.

Dexter freezes, he didnt want this type of attention. He could feel the eyes staring at him now, Ones that werent fascinated or impressed, it rubbed him the wrong way. How would he be able to achieve the schools domination
If in the first day he already is being brought down by the looks of his classmates. Then he hears his teacher replying to the question that was given by that Buttercup girl.

"Oh right! Thats Dexter, Hes a new student that just got transferred in here today," the teacher explaines.
"Blossom dear, would it be ok if he sits there until we got our seating arrangement fixed up?" Miss Anne asks Blossom in behalf of Dexter, but Dexter then stands up and speaks.

"My apologies, I was unaware that this seat was taken. Here." Dexter starts to grab his sling bag and looks for a different seat that he is sure no one is using. There is one near the front but it is right beside a guy who he is not that pleasant looking to be around with, He also wears the smell of cigarette in his clothes, that or the seat on the very back.

Blossom looks over the Dexter and says "Oh no, its alright no worries!"

Dexter who is still embarrased about the situation sat down and thought to himself,

''That was just great wasnt it? And im seating next to another numbskull'' he thought to himself as he eyes Buttercup who was sat with her arms crossed beside him. 'least im not with the stinker over there at the front, this sounds like a very promising start—

Dexter's train of thought was interrupted by the blond girl from earlier silently called out to him. To which Dexter responds with a 'Hm?'

The blond hesitates before asking "Could I borrow your highlighters?"

He nods his head in response, letting the blond use his highlighter but not before asking
"Why, dont you have one?" He then realizes that he mightve sounded a bit rude and judgy, But looking at how she dresses it does not seem like she couldn't afford it.

Thankfully the girl didnt find the question rude, "Well I usually just use my sisters, she has a lot."

Dexter no longer interested in the conversation only gives her a hum of acknoladgement, whilst thinking how much he doesnt want to deal with another person stealing his stuff, just like what DeeDee does.

"Heard your name was Dexter," she says,
"Im Bubbles!" she she reaches her hand out to him, But as he was about to respond the teacher spoke

"No talking in class." Bubbles apologises and the teacher continued speaking, "Put all your textbooks away, because were going to have a quiz to see if you learned to anything this week."

They did what the teacher ordered them to do and took out a piece of paper, While the teacher passed the answer sheets to the students. As they were answering Dexter felt eyes of his outer seatmate looking at his paper, His suspicions was proven correct when he saw her looking, and he immediately blocked it from buttercups sight while also glaring at her. Buttercup now unable to look huffs at his glare.

A few minutes later, As he sat there reviewing his answers, for a moment he felt a gush of wind breeze through his surroundings, He found it odd seeing as the windows in the classroom were closed, And he couldnt think of a reasonable explanation to why this would happen.

Whilst he was looking him for a possible explanation, he spots something move in a blur. He didnt see the thing clearly cuz it was moving to freakin fast, But, He knows it might be the reason for the sudden gush of wind.

This had distracted Dexter enough that the next time he looked over he saw Buttercup once again peeking at his answers. To which he reported to the teacher.

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''...she has Alot of play cards that she sells at lunch, And theres also Jared, Hes kinda invasive but...im sure he means well!" Bubbles continues as she stuffs a nutri-bar in her mouth,

Dexter looks at her with one eyebrow raised ''And your telling me this.....because..????'' he says with a hint of boredom from listening to her yap endlessly about the people in this school.

"Mmm.. My sisters are busy to have lunch with me at the moment." she says as she rocks the chair back and forth,
"But! Im also the one that usually shows new students around this place!" she pulls herself closer to the table
"And those includes you.!" she points at Dexter.

Dexter backs away slowly, "Thats very kind of you, but I think I can—,"
He pause to think, "Actually..."

Due to Dexters request, they both went to the schools bulletin board, It was filled with club posters, trophy's, medals, reminders to stay hydrated signs, and schools rules. But there, the one that Dexter really wanted to see is the schools council list.

Just like any other, it was filled with the names— and pictures of the student council of this year, But the position he was really interested in was the president, Yes, he is still going through with the plan of dominating the school, Why would he not??

Bubbles was also back to ranting, now about the clubs that she thinks Dexter would be interested in. "You should try soccer if your up for that! My sister Buttercup, is the club president. I'll ask her if your interested, Shes always happy to have new members! That'll get you on her good side!" with her rant over she awaited for his response.

Dexter grimaces and responds "No thanks, im not one to participate in physical activities that much."

"I see," Bubbles nods in understanding then points to another poster, one with a potted plant that looks to be poorly made in some random free application you'd find online. "Well how 'bout the gardening club! I dont think its thattt hard, Robin says you get to bring home the harvested foods—"

Bubbles was interrupted by her sister Buttercup putting her hand on her shoulder "Oh hey butts!" she giggles at the funny nickname she had given her sister"Whats up?"

Buttercup whispers something in her ear that Dexter wasnt able to hear, Bubbles reacts to this with a defeated face, "Nowww??" Buttercup nods her head in confirmation and Bubbles groans in annoyance.

Bubbles leaves shortly after, but not before saying goodbye ofcourse. That was strange wasnt it..? Maybe they have club duties or something, is Bubbles even in a club? Class is about to start theyre going to be late again, Not that i care. Anyways, Dexter goes back to stare at the bulletin board.

The position for president is...that Blossom girl? From my class? How worthy even is she? Why was she nominated— oh stop being too judgemental Dexter.. You havent even spoken to the girl. Buttt i do have the right to suspect that she might not be as dumb as those numbskulls in class, She WAS nominated for president in this school, Surely people would not just pick some random kid for the job. I hope, Megaville Highschool dont let me down!!

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The door clings with every new costumer that enters the shop, immediately the scent of coffees and various other pastries have him lured in to the counter to try the various food this shop has to offer.

Inside the counter top display cases he sees various different delectables that he wished he had the money to try them all, there were cakes, donuts, cinnamon rolls, croissant, muffins, cookies and other snacks that he wasn't particularly interested in. But looking above he also notices a menu board filled with all the different types of drinks he could have. After browsing around for a bit he decides that its better to get something that'd keep him awake and focused for the studying that he will do today. But after a moment he also buys some pastries as a reward for his hard work after.

Dexter sits in the corner of the shop alone in peace away from the constant chattering of other costumers, their voices now barely audible from the distance he placed himself in.

While awaiting for his coffee, he gets his hand bag out and pulls out two books from it, one of which is a text book which he opens to start his reading. Shortly after this he hears his name being called from the counter notifying him that his order is ready.

After grabbing his drink and paying for it in the counter he returns to his spot and sets his latte on the table top.

The heat of the latte radiates into my fingertips, I sit there and stare at the leaf design floating at the top of the latte. I then recall the events that happened yesterday, how Bubbles and her sister Buttercup did not return to class after excusing themselves, Odd.. but it could be that they just skipped class and use the excuse of club duties— err.. actually she didn't say that I just assumed that was the case since both her sisters were in one.

Anyways that's not the point. I thought that maybe they actually just skipped class for whatever reason, But that doesn't seem like something Bubbles would do. Buttercup, probably. But not Bubbles, or maybe im just assuming too much and she would actually just do whatever her sister does, Sisters. There's three of them. I wonder if miss president over here would do the same. I didn't see her after either or maybe she just had a different class.

Augh.. Dexter.. your loosing track of what you came her to do. Why are you butting in other peoples mess. You're wasting the time you have here for studying, stop this nonsense and go study. Well.. maybe after I take a sip.

I excitedly grab the cup and finally took a sip of the latte and— Ack-! mhm...n nope nevermind, too hot to do so. I lick my lips to help stop the feeling of being burnt. And wipe the spilled coffee on the table, to prevent future staining of my books if I happen to accidentally put it there.

As i repeatedly rub the table with the tissue provided by the shop, I hear a small 'excuse me?' behind me though im not really sure where it is directed at I continue to focus on cleaning up my mistake, watching the tissue soak up the spilled coffee I reach out to the container to grab more, that's when i felt a light tap on my shoulder as if someone was trying to get my attention.

Before I even turn around to see the person trying to get my attention I let out an exasperated 'what' and when I do turn around I see a ginger head girl sporting an oversized bow and wearing a pink sleeveless shirt that is not suited for the cold weather we're having, wait- a bow. This is the same girl from class. The school president!

"Oh! Um hi! Sorry if im bothering you.." she fidgets with the yarn at the end of the bookmark in the book she was holding "Dexter right? Your the new kid, im from your class!" She reaches out her hand for a handshake and begins to say her name but only to be interrupted by Dexter.

"Blossom." He accepts her handshake. "Yes I heard of you, your the school president."

Blossom was not at all surprised with him knowing her name "Yep, that too!" Maybe she thinks that since shes school president her name would be everywhere at school, that being the school president will automatically let her be on top of the popularity scale. "Is this seat occupied?" She smiles.

Dexter though not wanting to be interrupted anymore with his study couldn't deny her the empty seat. "I suppose it's not occupied." He says as he grabs the cinnamon roll he ordered earlier and stuffs it in his mouth. Hearing his response Blossom sets her books down and sits on the chair that was in Dexter's table.

Dexter still wary and cautious on what the school president would want,is she here to give me a 'word of warning' perhaps?

Blossom senses the awkward silence between them and speaks up "Sorry I wasn't able to greet you yesterday, been pretty busy with crim—"

"Yes, yes, not a problem. School duties as part of the school council. You really don't have to bother." Dexter interrupts and sets what is left of the bread on the tiny plate it was previously placed in.

"Oh you don't know?" She says flatly. "...Yeah that too I guess."

Why does her response to that sounds odd.. "What do you mean by that...?" Dexter asks, but this was ignored when Blossom exclaims in excitement.

"You also read 'with the poisoned chalice'?!!" Dexter spots her grabbing the other book he had placed on the table earlier. "I thought I was the only one!"

"Well that's impossible since there's about 10,000 other copies scattered around the globe, though its incredibly rare saying your the only one is inaccurate." He clears his throat. "I also read it yes, but go on."

"The sentence was hyperbolic," she chuckles. "But im very happy I found someone else who does! What other novels have you read?"

"I uh.." Dexter suddenly feels hot and sweaty though the weather normally wouldn't allow that, but right now he feels nervous, overwhelmed and doesn't know how to respond properly to the genuine excitement of the girl "I don't really read those that much but I do know about...."

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The two spends their time conversing about novels, its plot, the things they get irritated the most like how noticable some are at transitioning to a different scene!!!(me.)

"I love that one!" Blossom responded "But I wasn't able to finish it since Buttercup destroyed mine by 'accidentally' dropping it dropping it in a pit of acid."

Blossom lets out a 'don't ask' hand and waving it off with a chuckle before Dexter got a chance to even process what just she said. "I could let you borrow mine if you give it back" no no no. Wait, what, why did i say that?! Why on earth would I let a person whom i just met use my stuff.

Before Dexter could even take back what he just said he notices Blossom leaned in closer to the table uttering the words "Really..?" Her magenta colored eyes glimmering with excitement awaiting for Dexter's answer. "I mean you don't have to." She leans back slightly.

Before Dexter can respond a random costumer from the shop exclaims Blossoms name and said person basically sprints to the table where both were sitting at.

The person then started asking Blossom questions that Dexter didn't really bother to understand much. What really confused Dexter is why this person is running up to her like shes a celebrity and how this guy asks her to sign something after their conversation.

"Y'know you shouldn't be signing stuff so carelessly." Dexter sips his now cool cup of coffee.

"Mm... Yeah.. I guess so.. but he seemed nice enough! It was only the back of his phone case too, so I see no harm in that." Blossom explains.

Dexter was going to ask why would he even want her signature but decides that it isn't really his business and should just ignore it.

"Hm.. Oh Dexter I have a question!" Dexter stares at her waiting for her to continue, when she sees that he is now paying attention she continues "I was wondering if I could have your number?"

The harmless but odd question leaves Dexter to respond flatly face unreadable when he says "why." The word was said more of an accusation rather than a question.

Blossom notices his demeanor and explains herself. "Well. You see, um. I wasn't in the last few classes yesterday so I don't know what you all talked about... And my grades are very important to me! And you look like someone who does aswell!!" She clarifies. "So I would VERY much appreciate it if you'd help me!"

Dexter hesitates but ultimately responds "sure, just the lessons."

Blossom, relieved takes out her phone and adds his number to her contacts. "Thank you!! It's greatly appreciate. And no, I don't need the answers I'll figure it out myself." She clarifies.

"By the way what part of town do you live at if you don't mind me asking?" Blossom asks. "Oh its near this place in town its—" but before Dexter could finish his answer they hear a loud Bang! And a car horn repeatedly honking.

Turning around he sees a car heavily damaged and is laying upside down its lights were also blinking repeatedly but getting dimmer and dimmer by the second. It looked like it was picked up and thrown from the other side of the town almost. The front of the car seemed like it had been crushed by the impact of the landing. And because of this, debris are flying everywhere, One of which looked like it was heading to the cafe's direction. Which it was and hit the roof which caused the ceiling to crumble a little.

People are now panicking. Screaming and crying could be heard from outside too. Dexter looks beside him to see Blossom turned to the other direction and is mumbling as if shes talking to someone. But that cant be? He looks at the table and sees her phone laying there powered off. He examines carefully at what shes doing and she spots her earring looked to be blinking. Whatever, not the time to be examining an accessory.

Blossom finally turns to him to say farewell " Um great talk Dexter. But i got to go."

Blossom was about to run off— to where exactly? This isn't exactly the safest time to go outside??? And not just because of the chaos happening outside but also the heavy snowfall which in return might give her hyperthermia. Dexter seeing the absurdity of this situation he stands up and grabs her hand in protest.

"Wait where are you going?!" He exclaims. "I-i um. just gotta-" Blossoms stutters to think of an answer but Dexter cuts in before she could think of an excuse. "And what are you gonna do outside? Cant you see the chaos happening around us.??"

Blossom seeing that her time is being wasted and that there's no point making a false excuses that would probably get her busted out, she grabs Dexter in both his shoulders and lifts him up slightly to then sit him down with ease. She gives him a stern look and orders him " DEXTER. I need you to stay indoors a long with everyone else and to stay away from any falling debris." Dexter tries to protest but is shunned down when she says "AM I CLEAR???" In reply he just nods slightly. He didn't see her run off but he assumed she did since the next time he looked up at her she was no where to be found.

Dexter was left alone in the table there were in not knowing was to do. Welp, I have no idea what to think of this. "Context clues Dexter! Context clues!" He says as he knocks on his head Sigh... Why was she wearing a skirt and a sleeveless shirt in this weather? She was wearing gloves though those didn't look like gloves you would wear for the cold and only for fashion. Also, the blinking light in her earrings, was that a communication device? How did they make it so compact? I need to study how to make one of those... But since it was blinking it must be on use, who was she calling? The police? Family members? Is she going out like a suicide mission??? Also how did I get man handled by a girl smaller than me?!

He takes out his recorder device from his handbag and inputs a new message in.

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"I have too many questions." Dexter mumbles to himself as he walks through the hallway of the school. The weather had gotten wayyy colder since yesterday. I woke up to Dee Dees annoying yell telling me im going to be late if I don't get up, I sit up a minute later and rubbed my eyes to try to get the sleepiness away, I saw that a blanket of snow has fully covered our drive way and there's also bits of snow pilling up outside my window, so we're well under -5°C that's for sure.

Last night after dinner Blossom texted me about sending the lessons we had when she was gone, just like what we discussed yesterday. After I did she thanked me but never explained what really happened and why she left, I am now certain that it was not a suicide mission seeing as she is still alive and texting me so thats good. Well, unless it failed— but im certain that that's not the case. I wonder though... What am i missing?

I finally reach my class, there aren't a lot of students yet but the ones that are here are just chatting with each other or doing homeworks which should have been done back at their homes. I turn my head to glance at the front table where the teacher is supposed to sit and teacher is nowhere to be found. I look up and see the time displayed on the clock, that makes sense, we still have 15 minutes left before class starts.

When I reach my chair, I see Bubbles alone making some sort of art project, I dont recall one of the teachers telling us to make something yet so maybe its a personal project of hers. She is wearing some mittens with cute cat patterns on it, fluffy leg warmers, and a small jacket with short puffed sleeves over some long sleeves. As I set my bag on my chair I remembered something I had questions about. Maybe i'd be able to get my answers today.

"Good morning Bubbles." I greet. My eyes scan the room, at the back I spot Buttercup busy conversing with one of our classmate.

Bubbles stops her crafting when she sees Dexter and drops her tools, turns to look at him and asks. "Oh hi there Dexter! Didn't see you there, how have you been?"

"Good." I says flatly. "Can I ask you a question?" I decide to go straight to the point and to not drag the question any longer. She smiles and nods to this allowing him to do so. "Do you recall the other day when I first got here and you showed me around?"

She responds with a yes and awaits for me to continue. "At some point you excused yourself along with your sister. But never came back, if you don't mind me asking, Why is that?" I stand there in anticipation for the answer she might give.

She just responds simply "Oh right! You don't know" a pause. "Its nothing I just got to go home early!"

Her response is normal enough but the way she said it is strange.. not really giving an answer as to why exactly—? Speaking my mind I say "what do you— what did you guys even do?" Her response is a small unsure hum, she looks down trying to think of an answer. Just as she was about to speak, a hand has been placed on her shoulder.

"Club problems." I glance up to see whom the hand belonged to and see her sister Buttercup. She sports a beanie, ear muffes and a cozy jacket.Bubbles nods intensely backing up the excuse that Buttercup gave.

Well, that still doesnt answer anything.

I try to ask what that has to do with going home early, and why they're working on their clubs in class hours but Buttercup interjects "Btw, Speaking of clubs , you gonna join the soccer try outs by any chance?"

"What does that—"

"As. Team captain" she proclaimed that loudly for emphasis. "my role is to convince people to join my club and promote good health, endurance and stuff bla bla bla. Cool and all but im in it for the win, don't tell coach that. Im supposed to also promote team work and all that jazz." She says haphazardly waving her hand around.

"Ok, cool?" I say unfazed.

Now I didn't notice at the time but she successfully changed the subject, for reasons I myself, though surprising. Do not know.

"So are you willing to try the try-outs?"

She suddenly brings a paper and pen to my face out of nowhere, it seemed to be a registration form for the try-outs. Does she always carry that around? Whatever.

"No thanks."

I push away the paper, she seemed shocked disappointed and awaited my answer "Im not really one to participate in physical activities." I reasoned.

"What!?"she exclaims loudly enough that a few classmates turn their heads in curiosity. She places her hand on her face and looks down "NOooo... We got another nerd over here..." She grunted dramatically. Hearing this Bubbles slides in to comfort her sister patting her back and mumbling 'there, there'.

Dexter stares at them face unimpressed, he gives them an eye roll as this was going on. With one eyebrow raised he asks "is that a problem?" They don't give an answer. It seems they might just be ignoring me now, I do hear Bubbles mumbling "what a shame..." to Buttercup.

I finally realize that they haven't really answered my question though.. by the way their acting just cutting me off like that— I'd think they were intentionally hiding something, Or maybe not and it was all unintentional and they probably didn't even hear me.

I pinch the tip of my nose, eyebrows furrowed. "idiots.." I whisper.

I decide to mention it again, in the case that they didn't hear me properly but as I was about to, I see Blossom running towards our direction.

Her brows crossed and her face has the look of urgency written all over it. Other than her facial features I notice that- like before she has not worn anything that would keep her warm in this weather.

"Girls!" She yells, getting the twos attention.

The three huddle in a circle as Blossom whispers something. Eves dropping is bad enough but doing it infront of them is not acceptable, but I do so either way. Their conversation is barely audible, But I manage to hear "Its Him, He's back." Followed by disgruntled groans.

Blossom had looked up noticing my presence and the three huddled closer, their conversation now inaudible.

They continue as I collect my thoughts, who's 'he'? And why did they get so worked up about that guy?

A second later it seems they've finished their conversation, and i see Blossom walking towards me, her face still urgent but coming to greet me as to not appear rude about seemingly ignoring me earlier.

"Hey dexter sorry 'bout that."

Bubbles can be heard comforting Buttercup who is still acting upset about this 'Him' character being back, and acting like meeting Him would be such a big chore, as they walk their way outside of class.

"Hm? Yeah not a problem," Dexter says as he shoves his hands into the pocket of his winter coat, that's when he realize this could probably be a good time to ask her what happened in the cafe "Actually I have a ques—"

"Ah. Sorry Dexter, Im need somewhere right now.." Blossom interrupts, Dexter does notice her being unable to stand still as if she had something urgent to attend to.

"Ah, yes, Ok I understand," Dexter looks out the window to see her sisters waiting for her, "Are you perhaps going outside??"

Blossom nods not looking directly at Dexter while she checks if everything she needed is in order

She hears Dexter sigh and a movement can be seen in the corner of her vision then Dexter can be heard saying "Here." When she turns to look at him she suddenly felt something warm being placed on her, she looked down to her shoulders only to see that she's been carefully wrapped with Dexter's scarf. The confused girl barely got any words out other than "w-wha??"

"Take it." Dexter simply says.

"If your going outside you better wear something warm otherwise you'll get hyperthermia, this scarf wont do a lot to keep you warm, but you at least need something."

He smiles "I suppose you should already know that seeing that your given the nickname 'Nerd' aswell. "Dexter continues "Well, as a fellow 'Nerd' its better for you to trust my judgement." 

"M-mhm!" Blossom feels her face heat up slowly.

"Wow!" Huffs "Yeah I can already feel it getting warmer in here" she chuckles ignoring the growing heat on her face. Blossom adjusts the scarf so its covering her face a bit more, he doesn't know the temperature doesn't really bother me anyway, but the thought still counts.

"Um, Yeah gotta get going now!"

"Yes, apologies for keeping you a bit too long, goodbye." Dexter waves as she sees Blossom sprinting off with his scarf to wherever shes going to

Maybe I'll ask her later when she comes back.

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Dexter takes out his recording device, and presses on one of the buttons to record an update,

9/27/20** Update, still the same day, she infact did not comeback at least after 3 subjects had already past. I still have no idea what they were doing that took too long, or answers about what happened in the cafe. Maybe i should ask her over coffee.

Actually, why do I care so much?

pause.

What is the purpose?

...I guess im just curious, intrigued, about what mysteries this city might offer.. and they might be the best place to start.

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Ok imma go straight to the point. I already finished the next chapter, not only that but I also finished the comic version which I use to write this.

And I did not like it. 

In this story I told myself that I didn't want them to get together immediately so I did just that, in my sketch they're still not together till x4 thi sprevious chapter. Idk if y'all would like it that much lol.

Since I draw these into comics before I actually write them, there are some stuff that doesn't get in since I am not a writer and can't describe what's happening well.

Also I realized a chapter back that this story needs side plots so the characters could actually grow and I don't want to just focus on the twos relationship, forgive meif non of what I'm saying makes sense since I just woke up and been thinking of this.

Why this sudden upbringing? Well I'm in my second to the last grade of highschool now and got like 1/6 grade on my test, which is my lowest ever score like not even 1/4🤧??? It just made me realize I've been slacking off on a lot of things and that this still exist. 

So...what if.. I rewrite this story. Into something different, but better. I'm still gonna use the same title cuz it's sick. But I'm gonna rewrite this. Hope you all could still see it when it comes out! Also prolly won't start production till December lolz. Buh-bye!