hey guys new story! it's about a girl (marceline, duh) who's life is normal. she just an average girl that's going through puberty, she's just a girl that has to deal with guys flirting with her, she has to deal with bullies and the school heart throbs (wait- wha?)but that all changes when a guy that likes her trips her and she falls into the arms of her prince charming! well there's a funny thing about her prince. he's not actually a prince. he's cold and mean and he's known for having a stone cold heart. but she can change that
guys! look at my profile thingy to know how my oc's look or if you dont want you can make your own looks for them i guess...?
marceline's pov
I was standing by the door of the classroom… everyone was staring at me, I didn't know why though… then I see a disturbing sight 'the vampire knights. The most feared group of delinquents in the town and they were in my class. Strangely a full body mirror show up in front of me. I looked into it from my feet to my hair. Ah that's why… I was in my pajamas. And on the first day of school! Really!? Seriously!?
Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzt. Bzzzzzzzzzzzt
"mnnn…" I look around and I'm in my room. the sound was coming from my phone.
Ms. Marceline please don't forget about your tutoring session this afternoon. Thank you for your participation.
"What tutoring session? Ugh why do people study if it's summer vacation?" I whined.
I looked at the calendar on the wall then I looked at the date on my phone. I put my phone back on the table beside my bed. I kept thinking about the date. August 29? August 29? Then doesn't that mean that this week is the third week of classes? Third week. What did I do these past 3 weeks?
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I've been in school haven't I?
I smiled at how stupid I was then instantly shot up and went to the bathroom.
"what kind of idiot am I to forget it's already the third week of classes." I took of my clothes and jumped into the shower. Well maybe it's because you sleep through most of the classes and you have no social life or friends in that glob forsaken school so you have no important moments to remember and look back at. Even if you tried to think of the past few weeks you would see your weirdo dreams.
I got out of the shower then ran to my closet, picked out a random shirt and pants, put all my clothes on, got my shoes, put them onthen I ran as fast as I could to school.
Once inside the school I go to my locker to check if I need anything then I run to my class. I look at the white faced clocked at the back of the room and read 8:27. I looked around and to my dismay the vampire knights were my classmates, all 4 of them. Two of the members' backs were turned to face the other two. And the two I could see looked bored and sleepy. Another disappointment was that the perfect students were also my classmates. They were all giggling and acting girly (yes, even the boys of the group) well who could blame them. One of the guys had bright pink hair. And another always depended on his twin brother. It so strange how 2 groups can be so entirely different but they can still share one classroom. It's also strange that the 'knights' are the bad-asses of the school. Also strange how they don't dish out their wars in the classroom, I've seen them get into fights with each other the second they walk out of the class room.
While I was thinking I made my way to my chair and sat down. It sucks that I'm on the bright and cheery side of the class, which is the same side of the class the teacher always calls from.
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"good morning class" sir petrikov said with a smile. He was in his usual get-up: A green suit like thingy, tons of books on him, a dress shirt under, brown shoes and a red necktie. He started class and that cued it was time for me to sleep.
I was sleeping soundly after a few minutes and then someone started saying
"Marceline? Ms. Abadeer?" I couldn't tell who was talking to me.
"whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaattt?" I responded lazily, sleepily and uncaringly.
"I know you sleep but at least try to listen when your name is called." I looked up and saw some kind of math problem. I squinted my eye trying to define the numbers and letters and other thingies. I guess that voice was sir petrikov and now I would have to answer.
I stood up stared at the problem for a while, computing everything.
"24…" I said uncertain of my answer.
I was sleepy, wasn't paying attention and frankly I didn't care if I got the answer wrong. I would understand the problem when it got to the exam paper, so why take my answer now so seriously? It would be more-or-less correct, just not exact.
"correct" sir said then he faced the board again and wrote something else. Every one glared at me, they were pissed at how smart I was. When this happens(it happens about once a day, unfortunately) I just want to ask every one why they're still surprised. I always get the answer right they should be used to it by now.
After that I fell asleep again
