Seducing Mr. President
Chapter One
Marshall Lee
There he goes again. Mr. President, tripping over himself to help others. What's his angle? Fionna and Fin, twins, stood with me against the far wall of the quad, a cigarette in my hand, snickering, as we watched Gumball, President of the Student Council, trip as he to tried carry a large stack of books to the library. The books tumbled to the ground, and Gumball's chin hit the concrete with a right smack! He sat up on his knees and ran a hand through his bubble gum pink hair before wiping his chin as he picked up the books and stacked them neatly again. And damn, were there a lot.
"Jeez, that guy is so nice it's annoying. And he's so… traditional." I took a drag off my cigarette and puffed out smoke rings into Fionna's face, earning me a nasty right hook to the face. We laughed as I rubbed my cheek.
"I don't know why you're so hard on him, Marshall Lee! So what if he tries to help others? You're just pissed because he doesn't put up with your crap like the last president." Fionna said as I dropped my cigarette and stomped it out, gaze still on a struggling Gumball as a strange feeling rolled in at the sight of him trying so hard. What? Pity? Like Hell!
"What crap?! You trying to say something, huh, good girl?" She pulled her fist back for another punch, and I tensed, before Finn came in to save the day, like usual.
"Hey, now, Fionna. You now I like some friendly violence just as much as the next guy, but lunch is almost over and we're gonna be late. C'mon. Bye, Marshall."
"Bye." I wiggled my fingers at Fionna as Finn tried to pull his headstrong twin away, their matching blonde hair glinting in the sunlight. With a hiss, I sidestepped the quad, keeping the wall firmly at my back and the overhang over my body, my head a little drowsy from such intense midday sunlight. Finally, I made over to the other side of the quad, down the way from a still struggling Gumball. He kept trying to stand with all the books in his hands, but he kept wobbling and dropping the top of the stack. With a sigh, I floated a little off the ground and made my way over as he stood yet again, skin safe from the sun due to the overhang.
I grabbed the top of the stack, about seven books, and I got the pleasure of seeing his shocked face over a copy of Moby Dick. He kind of blushed a little and looked down, before speaking.
"Marshall Lee! What have I said about floating in the hallways?! It is not proper! Walk like the rest of us!" He began to walk and I floated backwards in front of him, my back pushing the door open that led into the administration building that was connected to the library.
"Nah. I think I'll stick to flying. And aren't you going to thank me, Mr. President?" His slightly pink tinged skin began to get more red, and I laughed, knowing how hated to be called 'Mr. President'. We made it to the library and he set them on the circulation desk for the librarian to check in, as the bell rang for sixth period.
"Ugh, don't call me that! You're so aggravating, and so impolite! What happened to your manners?"
"Oh, I think lost those about six hundred ago," I said as we headed to our chemistry class, and I could practically see the steam coming out of Gumball's ears. Man, he makes it too fun to tease him.
"Whatever. Are you going to skip today, or what?" We had made it to the entrance of the classroom and I shrugged, smiling on the inside as he huffed and pushed the door open. I laughed before catching the door and floating in, letting it snap behind me as I flew over the heads of my classmates to the lab table I shared with Finn and Fionna. Jake and Cake had sat with us last year, but they had both taken spots in an exchange program in South Korea, and now that they had both met someone, they were even more determined to stay and get permanent visas.
Gumball sat on the opposite side of the room, sharing a table with his cousin/ Vice President, Bubblegum and her 'rumoured' girlfriend, my cousin, Marceline. They chatted, but I found myself watching Gumball. He eventually felt my gaze and turned to look at me. His eyes widened a bit, and I grinned at him, and he blushed before turning away. That was kinda cute. The thought popped into my head before I had a chance to squash it down, and I glanced down at the formica lab table, wondering what had gotten into me.
"Marsh, he is so into you." Fionna rapped her knuckles on my forehead, and I turned to my right to get a better look at her.
"Who?"
"Gumball, you idiot bloodsucker! He's always blushing when he looks at you or when he talks to you! Man, he's got it bad."
"Yeah, but Gumball would probably dump you after seeing your true nature. You're as romantic as a block of wood." Finn didn't even look up from scribbling answers onto last night's homework that was due today, and I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Do I smell a challenge from over there, little boy?" He looked over at me and gave me a half grin.
"If that's what you want. Make Gumball completely fall head over heels for you in the next month, and I'll take it back."
"Nope. If I win, I gotta win something better than that." He froze and looked a little nervous as he nodded.
"Okay, what do you want? And my sword collection is out of the question."
"Yeah, yeah, I got it." I thought for a moment, before something bright and flickering caught my eye from the left of the room. Flame Prince sat alone at a table that couldn't be lit on fire, reading something on a tablet that let you turn pages with hand motions over the screen. Perfect.
"Got it! If I win, you have to ask Flame Boy over there to the Halloween Masquerade next month." I pointed my thumb over my shoulder and laughed as Finn's pale skin went cherry red.
"Don't call him that!" He nervously whispered, and I could hear his heart skip a few beats before settling on a pace faster than normal.
"Oh, c'mon! Finn, you're the only one that can touch him, and you've got the hots for him! Pun intended." Fionna laughed as I nodded in agreement, while Finn sighed nervously.
"Fine. Deal. Be prepared to lose." We stuck our hands out and shook, and I felt the small, unintentional flinch in his hand as his normal body temperature came in contact with my not so normal temperature.
"Alright, students! Order, please, and quiet! Let me take attendance." The teacher's nasal voice interrupted our handshake and I turned to look over at his plain Candy face. After nearly two months, I still couldn't remember his name.
He took attendance pretty slowly, outright shock painting his face as he heard me say 'Here' when he called my name half heartedly. After, he said he was going to switch our seats, to spice things up, and the class groaned in unison. At the beginning of the year, he had been cool and let us pick our seats, but I guess that's over with now.
Finn went over to join Flame Boy with a red face, while Fionna joined Bubblegum and Marceline. Other students were switched around, but I wasn't really paying attention.
"Marshall Lee, Gumball will be joining you for the of the rest year. Yes, I guess that's everyone. Good, we can get to the lesson." The teacher smiled as Gumball slowly collected his things before walking over and taking the only available seat next to mine, the others taken to other tables. The teacher began to start speaking, but I didn't pay attention; poor Gumball's chair was off balance and kept shifting under him, and you could tell he was frustrated. He would try to balance it on one leg, but would always fall back.
"Y'know," I whispered softly into Gumball's ear, my unnaturally cool breath causing him to shiver as he completely froze, hands clenching the formica.
"If it's so uncomfortable, you can sit on me." He turned to look at me with shock, blushing furiously as I winked and offered a sexy half smile, my black hair slightly falling into my face. So embarrassed, he scooted his chair to the end of the table. Or, at least, I think that was his intention. Instead, the chair caught on the sticky floor, and he fell backwards, legs flailing in the air as he landed on his back. I couldn't help but laugh as he sat up and rubbed his head.
"Mr. Gumball, are you alright?!" The teacher at the front yelled with concern, while Gumball tried to stand and replace his chair with as much dignity as he could muster.
"Jeez, Marshall! What did you say to him to make him freak out like that?!" Fionna was gaping at me as we walked in the general direction of the dorms, just getting back from a shop in Candy Kingdom. I carried a red umbrella in one hand, a plastic bag filled with a selection of red things in another. I lifted a finger to my lips and winked.
"Sorry, Fionna. Trade secret." She shoved my shoulder in frustration, and I floated up and behind her, landing a kick on her rear before flying just slightly out of her reach. Finn just shook his head as Fionna screamed obscenities at me in the little park separating the girls and boys dorms from the main campus. While shouting apologies over Fionna, Finn dragged her away as she tried to climb a nearby tree in order to get at me. I laughed and wiggled my fingers at her as I floated to the Student Council Dorms.
Seeing as Marceline and I were Vampires, we weren't trusted around the rest of the dorms and it's 'normal' students, so we were moved into the Student Council Dorms, where the members could keep an eye on us. The dorm had four floors, three of which were rooms, so they had a lot of space. The only Student Council members were the president, vice president, treasurer, secretary, and two Discipline Officers, leaving twelve rooms open. So, that's where Marce and I got placed.
My room was on the top floor, all the way on the right. I flew into the window I always kept unlocked, and floated above my bed, rifling through the plastic bag and pulling out an apple before tossing the bag onto the bed.
My room had plain white walls, and a queen sized bed with plain black pillows, sheets and a comforter. Across the room was a closet with a sliding door, with a nightstand next to the bed, with a lamp and an alarm clock. My desk was next to the door I never deemed worthy of use, and my ax bass was leaning on the wall to the left of the desk, which only had my computer, a notebook, some sheet music and some pens.
Laying on my back in midair, one leg crossed over the other, I sank my fangs into my apple and drew out the red, sighing a little as the once vibrant and living apple shriveled into a mushy grey substance that I threw back out the window, snickering as I heard someone yell in protest as it smacked them in the head.
"Marshall Lee! What have I said about littering on campus?!" Oh, shit. Looks like I've gone and done it. With a chuckle, I floated over to my window and glanced down to find Gumball staring up at me, fists on his hips, hair covered in grey mush.
"Oh. Hey, Gumball. I'm really digging that new hair of yours." I laughed as I saw him go red from four stories up.
"Ugh, shut up you stupid Vampire! I'll get you for this!" With that, he walked off angrily down the path that led out of the park, and I watched him leave, anger making his hips sway a little more than usual, making him stand a little taller. It was actually kind of cute.
I floated back into my room and laid above the bed, hands behind my head, ankles crossed, body nice and stretched like a purring cat. Ok, ok. Yes, he's cute, but this is strictly about the bet. I'll get him to fall in love with me, then I'll do something to piss him off, we'll break up, he'll get over me, and we'll forget it ever happened. Gumball's cute hips swaying as he angrily marched down the path flashed behind my now closed lids, and I grinned.
Well, that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun with him first.