Bubbles went to her wall, there was a huge poster, an image of a butterfly, slowly taking off from a beautiful blue rose. She reached behind it and found what she was looking for. She then went back to sitting on the bed. In her hand was an old, partially faded, dusty photograph. It depicted the young Boomer, hanging in midair and bubbles, hanging on to him by holding her arms around his neck. The child-version of Bubbles was pressing a kiss onto the cheek of the boy, looking enraged yet embarrased.<br/><br/>Bubbles blushed, it had been so long, so many years. She could hardly believe that the hardcore bully from back then now had turned into that handsome, charming bad-boy she had met at school just a few 10 minutes earlier. She sighed, feeling that weird warm almost scary and overwhelming feeling inside her again.<br/><br/>She suddenly heard the light tapping on the window, looking up, a huge blush on her face she quickly hid the picture the first place that came to mind, her bra, and she was already embarrased about it, but she coudlnt let him see it, that she still had an old photograph of her kissing him, and even had drawn an old, faded red heart around tehm, back then she had had a crush on him.<br/><br/>She then stood up, opening the window loking at him.<strong>" U-uh hey. Uhm i-i was just about to look for that book, h-heh, uhm.. Wa-wanna come inside? "</strong>she asked, moving out of the way to let him neter the tidy, actually very girlish room. The walls where sky-blue adn on them was lots of pictures, paintings and posters. Most of it was depicting animals, horses, butterflies, but alot of them also showed pictures of big beautiful landscapes and flowers. above her bed was another old photograph in a frame, it was her and her sisters, giggling while clapping their hands together, all small girls again. She quickly wnet and closed a drawer full of assorted bra's and panties.