"That melting crayon thing is kinda cool..." I mumbled as Blossom flipped through pics on her phone.

"Yeah but it has nothing to do with something we have in common..." She replied, biting her bottom lip once again. It was something I always saw her doing when she was in deep thought.

"Well what do we have in common?" I asked myself, we were total opposites.

"Nothing, you're fire and I'm ice, you're disrespectful and I'm respectful, you're-"

"Popular and you're a loner. I'm hot and you're not." I finished as we glared at each other.

"We both hate each other, I can say that much..." She muttered.

"Yeah but how can we put hate into art?" I asked making her shake her head and put her phone away, "What? You said it yourself!"

"Look I have to go, I'm late already." She said grabbing her backpack.

"Right you're late for an imaginary date with the stunning invisble boy."

"You're wrong," She said walking away, "He's a man unlike you." With that she was gone making me groan.

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"Boomer your stupid flower thing didn't work!" I yelled.

"It didn't work because you don't care enough! Try harder!" He yelled back from the living room which really didn't even look like a living room.

I walked in seeing him and Butch channel surfing, "Boom's right you aren't trying hard enough. Give her no exit, trick her into going to the drive inn."

"Okay, it's just she isn't fun like Buttercup and she isn't easy going like Bubbles! She is the ice queen, her heart's made of ice shards, and she doesn't care about anyone else but herself!"

"Then you two should of already hit it off, from the start." Butch joked.

"I'll be in my room..." I grumbled, storming away, they never were any help.