You will be ok. You've played in front of a ton of people before.
I think to myself as I straighten out my shirt caller for the 100th time. But for some reason I am so nervous for this show, probably since I haven't been back to this city in a while.
"Marceline! Hurry the fuck up! We need to get there early to set up for the gig!" Keila screams from down stairs.
"I'M COMING DAMIT! CALM DOWN!" I yell back as I jump down the stairs, dramatically with my cape.
"Wow, sweet vampire costume!" She says spinning me around. My Dracula costume came out pretty great, I have to admit. Black slacks, with a black button up shirt with the top few undone so you can see my "bite marks", long inky hair down as usual, and I got this badass blood red cape to top it off.
"Wour nowt so bawd wour shelf!" I mumble through my plastic vampire teeth, eyeing up her very form fitting witch costume.
"Just get in the car. Guy and Bongo are waiting for us." She snickers "And you better take those damn teeth out when we play!"
We finally pull up to Finn's house a few hours before the party officially starts to set up our equipment. (When I say house, I really mean Mansion. His parents are loaded, like could buy a gold toilet if they wanted to…)
Finn opens the door, flailing his arms around, directing us where to park. He has gained a lot more muscle in these two years, he is not the scrawny boy I used to scare the shit out of his freshmen year of high school.
"Hey Ladies and Gents!" He says walking towards the van, pushing his shaggy blond hair out of his eyes. "You all will be playing out back, let me help you move all that junk"
"Oh Finn, our hero!" Keila mockingly 'swoons' before him, making a reference to his Knight costume. Very fitting to his personality, he is actually quite chivalrous, he is always helping someone in need.
"Well thank you all, 'Marceline and the Scream Queens' for playing at the first annual Hummi Halloween House party! It really is awesome for y'all to come"
Finn pulls me into a bear hug. "We really missed you Marcy, and I'm glad your back."
"Choking! Not breathing!" I cough out wiggling out of his embrace.
"Still haven't gotten used to the hugging, eh? Well there is going to be a lot more when everyone else arrives especially from Bo-"
"Yo Finn!" His older brother Jake cut him off, yelling from the entry way. His floppy dog ears covering one eye. "Come help me set up the beer pong table!"
"I'll send BMO out to help you guys with all the electoral hook-ups"
"Finn you're really letting BMO come to this thing?" (Brian Mires Olson, BMO for short is the youngest brother of the Hummi's and at 16 is a technical genius.)
Flashing his toothy grin he says "Well yah, I gotta show him the ropes!"
We finished setting up for the band with BMO's help in record time, allowing us a good hour to relax before the party would start.
"Marceline."
"Yah BMO, what's up?" I say as take another drag of my cigarette.
"Bonnibel is going to be here. Just thought someone should inform you." My heart sank in my stomach.
Fuck.
"I pick up on more things than people realize, and one of those things is your interactions with Bonnibel." he says before he saunters off in his robot suit back to the house.
Fuck.
I haven't seen her in almost two years. When I left on tour after graduation, we grew more apart, especially after the incident.
Now is not the time to think about that though.
I make a bee-line to the bar, because if she is her. Hell knows I'll need a drink.
Finn's girlfriend is behind the bar getting herself a drink, her fire red hair describes her personality perfectly. She is a feisty one, and has a bit of an obsession with fire… Which is a bit ironic because of her slutty firemen's outfit.
"Hey Amber, can you use your skills and make me a drink?"
"Even when I'm not working, I'm working. What will ya have Ms. Vampire Queen?" She raises an eyebrow, using my high school nick name, slightly amused by my costume choice.
"Surprise me." I say with a smirk, the red head nods and starts on my drink. Just then a flash of colors catches the corner of my eye.
"She is not even here yet and you've already started drinking." I hear someone say as I gulp down the alcohol.
"How did you know?" I turn to see Lady, Jake's wife, dressed as unicorn.
She pushes her multi colored hair out of her face with a sigh "Because she is going to be doing the same thing."
"What do you mean?" She is about to open her mouth when I get pulled away from behind.
"Marceline! Finn's about to let the people in!" Keila yells practically dragging me to the back of the stage. "We have to make a grand entrance remember?"
I nod and slump into a chair, deep in thought about what Lady said.
"Hey Bonni?" I said, my hands were sweaty as they clutched the roses for dear life, as I take a seat on the park bench beside her.
She turned to me, her wavy strawberry hair fell perfectly around her shoulders. "Yes, Marcy?"
Handing her the roses I had bought for her, "Bonni I-" My confession was cut off a worried gasp.
"Marceline your bleeding!" she yelps and lets the roses fall, tending to my punctured hand. "Its ok really" I said trying to calm her down "I guess I was so nervous I didn't realize I was digging my palm into the thorns."
"Nervous?! Marceline the Vampire Queen doesn't get nervous." She giggles picking up the flowers.
"Only when she is around Princess Bubblegum she is" I say giving her a shaky smile.
"Says the biggest player in Ooo High's history!" she giggled again lightly punching my shoulder.
"I need to tell you something Bonnibel." I said in a more serious tone.
"Well spit it out, this is our last night to hang out before you go on tour."
"I…I….I…" My brain draws a blank. "I had all these things I was going to say and make this sound all poetic and junk, but when I look at you my brain goes all stupid. And I cant find the words to say this…"
"What was that Mar Mar?" She stood up and walked over to where I was pacing back and forth. "Just rip it off like a Band-Aid" she said holding me in place.
I clamp my eyes shut and take in a deep breath. This is it Marceline Abadeer. If you don't tell her now, you never will. "Iloveyou" I spit out in a mumbled mess.
I open up my eyes just in time to see her fist being hurled at my face. I felt something break, not just my nose.
I hold my nose gingerly, as if the pain was still there, it's even still a bit crooked.
"WHAT THE FUCK MARCELINE!" she screamed as she stormed away.
That was the last time I saw her, or had any contact with her for these past two years. People wonder why I am so heartless, and I have a damn good reason to be.
But Bonnie left me that night. So what would drive her to drink?