The yellow to my blue

Butterscotch found himself thinking about Rainbow Blitz as he walked down the flights of stairs to the canteen. He had been confused about the whole incident and honestly couldn't be bothered with trying to remember it correctly. But that Rainbow Blitz... Well, Scotch could remember him fine.

"I just... I promised myself no one would find out.. and they won't." He hung his head, his soft, pastel pink hair falling over his face, shielding it, from people seeing he was blushing again.

"For gods sake, butterscotch, sometimes I think you're more girly than anything else!" Scotch scolded himself, but didn't lift his head to push the hair out of his face.

Scotch had finally reached the corridor leading to the doors of the canteen. His stomach rumbled in anticipation, making him remember that apart from the apple before, he hadn't eaten anything that day.

The shy boy timidly tried to push his way through the crowd that was always buzzing around the entrance to the place.

Unfortunately Scotch didn't notice a certain teacher coming out of the canteen, which meant a rather awkward run in for him.

"Oh Butterscotch, marvellous, I've been hoping to bump into you!" Miss Note exclaimed cheerfully, grabbing hold of Scotch's shoulders and shaking him.

"Oh, um, I..."

"So, you and that charming boy Elusive will be singing at the summer spectacular I presume!" Miss Note raised an eyebrow.

"Well, um, actually you see I..."

"Excellent! There is a meeting tomorrow about it!" Miss Note grinned widely, while pushing a leaflet into Scotch's hands.

Miss Note walked of towards the staff room, humming and merry tune.

"Great..." Scotch sighed.  He walked, defeated, to the canteen. At least he could some lunch.

As he pushed his way through the big glass doors that were the entrance to the canteen, Scotch could see a gigantic line for hot foods.

He was about to turn begrudgingly to the smaller line to get a salad, when he felt someone's hand grip onto his shoulder.

"Hey! Butterscotch right?" Scotch turned around to find Rainbow Blitz smiling cockily at him, wearing the same expression from earlier that day

"Remember me? The guy that almost punched you in the face?"

"Yeah, about that... Um.... I really am sorry!" Scotch squeaked.

"Oh, no problem, my bad!" Rainbow Blitz laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head.

"I can be kind of a jerk sometimes... But you know, you are cute!" Rainbow Blitz winked at Scotch.

"Well, um, I, um... I just... I mean, I'm not..." Butterscotch shook his head violently.

"Listen, Rainbow Blit-"

"Just call me Blitz."

" Blitz, lovely chatting with you but I need to go stand in a 15 minute line to get some decent food, so goodbye!" He blurted out quickly. Scotch had noticed that all the salads had been taken during their conversation, and so he had no choice but to starve to death, or to wait in the queue for hot food.

Butterscotch turned towards the massive line of people and stood behind the last person in it, a boy with long-ish, very curly, orange hair.

"Hey, no problem!" Blitz said from behind him, and walked confidently towards the lady currently serving at the till.

Butterscotch watched, confused, As Rainbow Blitz smiled and talked to the lady. The lady rolled her eyes and gestured towards the food selection.

"What the hell is he doing?" Scotch murmured under his breath.

Blitz took a pizza baguette, which was a margarita pizza cooked on a baguette, and walked back to the lady, gave her some money, and started walking back towards Scotch.

On the way, an angry looking girl said something, obviously about Blitz cutting the queue. Scotch recognised the girl from a time they were paired up together in chemistry. The girl's name was belle, she was the Cloudsdale female weight lifting champion for their age group, and was a very obnoxious, rowdy, and just generaly unpleasant girl.

Blitz just rolled his eyes and kept on walking until he got back to Scotch.

"Here ya go, now you don't have to wait in line!" He smiled, handing Butterscotch the plate.

"Thanks, but I don't see why you did this for me..." Scotch sheepishly took the plate and bit into the baguette.

"Partly to make up for the fact I almost beat the snot outta you, which must have scared you, and also becuase, as I've said before, you're cute!" Blitz said raising an eyebrow cockily at him.

Scotch was about to respond when he heard a familiar voice calling his name. He turned round to see Barbara, Dusk Shine's spunky twelve year old sister. She was wearing a thin purple t shirt over a green tank top, and purple studded shorts.

"Hey Butterscotch!" Barb smiled cheerfully as she walked over to him.

"Elusive told me to tell you to hurry up." She said, adjusting her ponytail.

Before Scotch could reply Blitz gave a sarcastic snort next to him.

"Elusive? Do you mean the stuck up guy who makes all the dresses?" Blitz retorted eyeing Butterscotch.

"Hey! That stuck up guy is my bestfriend's brother and my friend! I don't know who the hell you are!" Barb narrowed her eyes at him, obviously a bit offended by the comment.

"AHEM! Sorry Barb, this is Rainbow Blitz, Rainbow Blitz, this is Barbara." Scotch thought it would be wise to cut that conversation short as to avoid an argument.

"Hey..." Barb muttered thoutfully, placing a hand to her chin.

"I know you! Your Scootaroll's mate!" She clicked her fingers and smiled broadly, as if in triumph.

"You know squirt? Wait, your that Barb? I thought you were a guy!" Blittz realised this as he said it.

"Oh did you now? One second please..." Barb said through gritted teeth, she proceeded to walk over to the table where Barb's friends were sitting and started talking, what seemed very angrily, to a boy with short purple hair and wearing an orange t-shirt. Scotch could recognise Sweepy Belle, Elusive's little brother, sitting next to the boy, and by the looks of things Sweepy was very surprised at his friend's sudden outburst.

"Hey, listen, I've got to go, that stuck up guy is my best friend so..." Scotch said, thinking this was the perfect time to just leave.

"Sure, but I'll catch you later babe" Blitz said seductivly, blowing him a kiss.

And for the second time that day, Blitz left Butterscotch standing there blushing like a beet root, only this time holding pizza.