She Was

A/N: So this is my first fanfiction, and you will find that I am a HUGE Tegan and Sara fan. So here's a fair disclaimer to any lyrics you might spot. Also, this is a disclaimer to all of Adventure Time (and Frozen?)

Ch. 1: She Was Beautiful

Marceline Abadeer's Pov

She was beautiful. Her beauty was rivaled by no one, and although my best friend, Elsa, would argue that her crush was hotter, I still believed that Bonnibel Princeton was the most gorgeous girl at Arendelle High.

So beautiful that her laugh, even from the other side of the cafeteria, sent warm chills coursing through my chest, onto my back, and out to the farthest reaches of my limbs, making the hairs on my arms and the back of my neck rise.

I close my eyes and feel my lips twitch upwards, and I lean forward so that my long and messy obsidian black hair covered my pale face. After a moment or two of resisting the powerful urge to imagine that Bonnie had laughed from a quirky pick up line of mine and not some lame ass joke that one of the jocks at her table shared, I regain control of my fluttering heart and try to catch up with the conversation taking place at my own table.

"... it's not like they aren't okay together or anything, it's just that I think Elsa would be way better with her than that mother fucker Hans." At this I decided to come out of my cloak of hair.

It was a blushing Elsa that spoke next. "W-whatever, I think we all know that she's better off with 'that mother fucker' Hans than some introverted nerd like me."

"Yeah, okay, she'd be just another normal couple if she were to stay with Hans, but I have a lot of classes with her, and she's definitely not the normal type," spoke a girl with short chocolate brown hair, Rapunzel. She used to be 'that super conservative girl with the crazy long blonde hair' and then freshman year came around and now she has a boyfriend, Eugene. He's better known as Flynn, and he decided to speak up next.

"Guys, at football practice a while ago I overheard that Hans was, uhm... let's see. How do I say this politely..." He paused to put his hands over Elsa's little brother, Olaf's ears, much to the energetic freshman's dismay. "Well he talked rather disgustingly proud of how he was... taking advantage of Anna." A collective gasp was sounded throughout our table of friends.

I decide to chime in with my own findings of Elsa's crush, drawing the attention of the table to me. "I saw them arguing in the hallway once on my way to band practice." I find a loose string on one of my bracelets to turn my own attention to and play with it, "Hans was saying something about he'll tell people about a secret of Anna's if she didn't come over to his house later that day." I look back up to Elsa, "She didn't look like she would do anything for him until he brought that up. It was like her fighting spirit just up and left her body."

I could see that Elsa was thinking of getting up and punching the shit out of Hans right there in the cafeteria by the way her eyebrows drew together, and I could see that she was beating herself up for not being courageous enough to protect Anna by the way the rims of her eyes reddened.

"And now it's Marcie's turn!" Bellowed Kristoff, a muscular, dark blonde haired boy.

I verbalize my frustration and irritation with a groan as the table has a heated conversation about all the things they've heard about my love interest. But just like always, I already know everything they're saying. I've already thought of all the 'What if's they're thinking.

I've already heard all of it, far before the words spilling from their lips right now.

After school has ended I find myself at her locker, waiting. I quickly become bored though, and decide to take out our shared IPod and my ear buds, plugging them into the device to listen to a playlist I made when I was feeling particularly at peace with the chaos of life. It takes three songs before she finally comes into view, and I take out my ear buds. I skim over the outfit that I, unfortunately, did not get to see her dress in this morning. She's got a pink scarf, pink t-shirt and also pink Converse with grey skinny jeans that hug her body in ways that make me bite my bottom lip.

"Come on, let's go see what sorry excuse of a home Simon put us in this time." She pulls out her phone to find out what their address is and we depart from the school campus in silence.

And like usual we walk so closely together that our hands brush with every matching stride we take until I take a hold of a few of her fingers with my own digits. And like usual I feel my heart race and breathing become erratic until she properly grasps my hand and presses our palms together, intertwining our fingers.

It was near midnight of August 5th and all was quiet, save for an incessant rain, pounding on the roof of an old house with a fury like no other. With a crack of thunder and momentary illumination of lightning, violent rain ripped through the roof and dripped onto the floor of the house, disturbing a middle-aged man who occupied this said house from his reading. He cursed as he rose from his place on his old leather couch and placed yet another bucket underneath the new leak in the roof.

Not five minutes after the man had resumed his reading the chime of the doorbell suddenly reverberated through the house, disturbing him once again. "Now who could possibly be at my door at this late of an hour?" He asked himself. But once he had opened the door he found no one in sight who could have possibly rang his doorbell, but instead he found two small infants who could not have been any older than two or three months in age, sleeping peacefully. They were delicately wrapped in blankets; the paler one with a tuft of black hair atop its head in a dark red blanket and the other with wispy dark blonde hair in a light pink blanket.

The man took another look around to make sure that the person who had rang the doorbell was not still lurking and may still want the children, and found no one. So with a sigh, the man grabbed them up and took them out of the cold night into his old warm house.

Marceline's Peaceful Playlist

Kaki King-

Fences

The Fire Eater

Night After Sidewalk

Kelvinator, Kelvinator

Doing The Wrong Thing

Skimming the Fractured Surface to a Place of Endless Light

Tegan and Sara-

Terrible Storm

Burn Your Life Down