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Fandom Boys will be boys and the girls? they still ruin them

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if ever just the same
The guitar string hums a note or two, each strum a decibel higher than the last until it finally settles perfectly in an E key note. Another brush of long fingers and the guitar sings in full strum but before the blue-eyed male could even play a full tune, something hard smacks him across the back of his head, falls down his shoulder and next to his lap.

"Hey!" Boomer yelps, narrowly missing a bite of his tongue when he shouted upon impact. "What was that for?" He scowls (though with his baby face, it looks more of an angry pout) as he rubs the back of his head. His worn backpack---the item of affliction---was half opened and the mess inside threatened to spill over.

"It's time for hell, baby bro," groaned Butch, the likely culprit of that well-aimed fling. Dropping his glare to glance at the time, Boomer saw that it was high time for them to set off for class. Had it been that late already?

Well, if Butch was up, then it must be. Butch usually slept in til the last minute until Brick had enough and finally pulls the ravenhead's ass out of bed. Sometimes if Brick was busy, Boomer would be forced to do it... and it never ended well. Butch was a real pain in the mornings. He could sleep through about anything.

"It's time already huh," Boomer muttered quietly to himself as he zipped up his bag and shoved his well-loved guitar in its case. Unlike Butch, Boomer was an early riser, which came as a surprise given how much he could sleep. There was something about quiet mornings which made him feel complete and at peace with the world. Everything was quiet in the morning, like the world was just waking up.

"Come on, let's go. Don't want to keep Big Bro waiting," Butch sighed, knowing Brick was likely already in the garage, taking his run-down car out to the driveway. "I call shotgun!"

"Hey! You called shotgun last week!" Boomer whined.

And that was how their morning began.

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Blossom supposed she should be grateful that Bubbles woke up rather easily, sometimes to her alarm, sometimes to a light tapping on her shoulder. She really was like a princess in the way she woke and even yawned, batting her wide blue eyes up in a sleepy and endearing way. Buttercup on the other hand.... was a complete menace. The Puff leader would be lucky if she could wake that sister up without any cuts or bruises; but hey, she was getting better at deflecting Buttercup's blows. She supposed one could take it as morning training.

"Come on, girls. We don't want to be late for school," Blossom said, a hint of urgency in her voice.
 
Brick waited in the car for his other two brothers, he started to grow impatient and beeped the horn loudly, he did not like to be kept waiting. "What the he'll is taking those two idiots so long?" he started the car and let it warm up and plugged his phone in the AUX and started blasting Quiet Riot.
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Bubbles felt Blossom tap on her shoulder she yawned and woke up, she got ready so she would look cute at school. Buttercup on the other hand groaned as Blossom tried to wake her up, the black haired sister punched her in the arm and reluctantly got up throwing on whatever clean-ish thing was on the floor
 
While Boomer was fast, Butch was rougher and he did not hesitate to shove his brother should he need to from his desired and assigned spot: the front seat. Landing into the seat with a slam of the door, his skateboard narrowly missed Brick's head as Butch angled it onto the car floor vertically. "Oops, sorry."

Boomer settled in last with a huff but he made no further complaints given the backseat could fit both him and his guitar case. At least he'd have something to do during study break. As if people actually studied during that period. Shit, on second thought, his big bro just might, though he'd never admit it aloud. Having a pride streak going, it was likely he did not want to lose to his female counterpart---the only person in school who might actually enjoy studying in school.

Yuck.

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While her sisters roused for bed, Blossom finished up the small breakfast meal the Professor prepared: a hot cup of sugary sweet coffee and a breakfast bagel for her. With a few minutes to spare, she plucked out one of her books: Great Expectations this time for a light read before the Professor ushered the girls into his car to take them to school.

Naturally, Blossom took her seat in the front.
 
Brick gave Butch a death glare for smacking him in the head with his skateboard, turned up the Quiet Riot and sped to school.
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Bubbles and Buttercup took their seats in the back and Bubbles plugged her phone into the AUX cord and blasts the queen Ariana Grande as the professor carefully drove the girls to school opposing Brick's careless speeding
 

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