Fionna's POV:
I sigh as I slip on my usual clothes I wear every year for my first day of school. A light blue fitted baby tee, a dark blue mini skirt, knee high white socks, and black mary janes. My friend Marceline says it's my signature look. Gazing into the mirror I scowl at myself. My hair is in disarray and wild. My face still looks sleepy. Grabbing a brush from my dresser I rip through the tangles finally taming it. My hair lies out just past my shoulders in golden blonde curls. I place a bunny head band in my hair to hold back some of my bangs. If only summer could have lasted a little longer.
I am starting at a new high school for my junior year. Why you ask? Well, it's kind of a long story with an equal amount of reasons. You see, everyone that went to my school has to go to a new high school this year. I know, I know. You're wondering why and what happened. Well, it's because the old school burned down. Crazy right?
It could be considered partially my fault. I guess I could be considered the one that started it all. Like…. Kind of a war of Troy kind of thing. That is, if you didn't know everything that occurred prior to the school being burnt down.
To tell the truth, I am still amazed and shocked at the things that happened last year. Friends that I grew up with started taking sides. Fighting almost like enemies, and not taking the time to understand each other or the situation. It's not like we were strangers. We did all basically grow up together after all. Some say that's just hormones and high school drama for you. My friends and I know better.
Honestly, for you to understand what really what caused it you'd have to learn about how we all became friends to start off with. Yep, you'd have to start all the way at the begging when I was five. Maybe perhaps even before that to get to how I ended up living where I lived at five. Either way it's a long story.
Don't worry though, things worked out in the end for us. This school year should totally rock after the awesome summer we've had. To think that things could have ended differently…
Oh, right... Back to what I was saying. Well, if you have a while to listen I will get started. You will have to understand I know everyone else's point of view over our conversations we've had. So, my story won't be one sided. You will get to see the whole truth in a sense, and how we were all feeling. Comfy? Alright.