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❝ That blonde, she's a bomb, she's an atom bomb. Bad news, I'm a fuse, and I've met my match.❞

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a to m i c  b o m b

a bomb that derives its destructive power from the rapid release of nuclear energy by fission of heavy atomic nuclei, causing damage through heat, blast, and radioactivity.

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     Pacifica had went inside to grab both their bags, and gave Gideon his bag.

     Pacifica was confused, to say the least. She stood outside, crossed her arms and waited. Waited for maybe Bud to come and say goodbye, but he didn't. Gideon told her Bud had gone somewhere for business.

     Sighing, Pacifica nodded mutely and took her bags and walked together to a stop sign and waited for the town bus to arrive. When it came, they hopped in, butterflies fluttering in both of their stomaches, and tangled nerves hitching their breathes.

     As soon as the bus stopped, and the driver bid them goodbye, Pacifica stepped onto the dirt of the sidewalk. She blinked and looked up to see a long pathway and roundabout with a fountain leading to a massive, ancient-like castle. The tall windows glimmered, and the architecture was magnificently thought out.

     Her heart ached, the castle's layout reminded of home. Or what she called 'home'.

     Taking a sharp intake of breath, both of them set their way to their new, temporary 'home'. She could see kids her age, as well as both younger and older, out on the bright green fields of Fallers Form. Nearing closer to the castle, there were engraved words on the stones.

    One brick in particular, which was coloured with PURPLE chalk had carved in messy handwriting:

     L'enfer, c'est les autres - Jean-Paul S, my man!

     I agree, Pacifica thought before assessing the rest of the school.

    The biggest letters were of the boarding schools name itself, and the rest were smaller such as two names with a heart around them. Pacifica shook her head in amusement, thinking to herself that love was just an illusion.

     Suddenly, when Pacifica was about to open the door, they opened themselves with a sudden burst, and the people who rushed outside hastily pushed past Pacifica and brushed shoulders with Gideon.

     The anger Pacifica felt was hot and sizzling, burning like fire through her veins. Heat flushed to her cheeks as she grabbed the blue clad shoulders of the person. This seemed to get the dark haired boys attention who whipped around to sneer at her but looked in surprise.

     "You," the surprise seemed to become repulsion and disgust. Pacifica didn't care, but some part of her did because this specific boy was quite the specimen. He was a head taller than her, had dark locks of hair, great eyebrows, and brown eyes with golden specks in them. Not to forget those pink lips and brilliant teeth.

     Nevertheless, Pacifica stood her ground.

     "When you bump into someone, you stop and say sorry, like a normal person would," she muttered the last sentence quietly not expecting anyone to hear it but the boy did. His face morphed into an attractive smirk.

     "Who said I'm normal," he began to turn around before he whipped back to her, nearing his face towards her, inching closer before she could smell his intoxicating perfume and cool breath fan her face, "I don't say sorry to people who cause the mistake in the first place, nor do I say sorry to dumb blondes and freaks," he nodded towards Gideon in distaste before turning around and walking away with his two goons.

      "Gideon is not a freak, if anything, you are," she said hotly, peeved at the nerve of the boy, however the boy was walking away.

     His back muscles were quite nice to watch through his silky blue button up shirt, Pacifica thought. She shook her head quickly, trying to not allow her hormones get the best of her.

     Pacifica was about to walk and slap him for the vexation he had caused her, but Gideon grabbed her shoulder and shook his head, fear bright in his eyes like a flame. Pacifica seethed but did not go any further. The both of them turned around to face the door to enter the boarding school but not before Pacifica shouted something.

     "You literally said you're not normal, maybe you're the real freak here," she said loud enough for Dipper to hear before she and Gideon shuffled inside. Gideon looked at her as soon as they closed the large doors and grinned.

     "That was quite a bomb Pacifica, are you sure you're ready for war?"

     "A blonde bomb," Pacifica agreed, "And yes, if someone messes with my friends, I will be ready for anything. Man, that was the cheesiest thing I've said all week, what's happening to me?"

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Dedicated to: emilyisnotonfire

Because, um, she's so good at commenting, duh. Follow her example, my dudes! Y'all are so good at reading, umm, 700 reads, my dudes??

BTW: It was Jean-Paul Sarte. "Hell is other people."

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