Hi, everyone! So, I pretty much got bored, and while I was bored, I got some pretty cool ideas for a bubbling high school sorta deal. So, here it is!

Disclaimer: If I owned Adventure Time, it'd probably suck. Thankfully, I do not.

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Marceline rode up to her new high school, kicking up her skatebord a few feet shy of the stairs and pulling out an earphone. She looked up at the front to make sure she had the right place.

OOO HIGHSCHOOL

You've got to be kidding me, Marceline thought. She half hoped that when her father had said the name of the school to her, he was joking.

I live on a street called Nightosphere Lane, and I go to OOO Highschool. This doesn't sound like part of a cartoon AT ALL.

And with that, she went inside the building.

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"Marceline Abadeer, you said your name was?" The male receptionist said. He was a rather thin man, and had a long, thin nose. The nameplate beside him read, Edward Lemongrab, and with the sour expression on his face, his name was fitting.

"Umm. Yes." Marceline replied, looking at him with a What the fuck? look.

He looked her up and down, his scowl deepening.

She had decided that morning to wear a red and black flannel shirt, unbuttoned to reveal a white wifebeater underneath. She wore grey acid washed skinny jeans that had a few rips, and some beat up black converse with red laces. Her bag was a generic black messenger bag, with different colored neon pint splatters all over it.

He clearly was not impressed with her ensemble.

"This school has a zero tolerance policy for drugs, sex, or fighting, missy. Do you hear me? It is UNACCEPTABLE" Lemongrab screeshed at her, working himself up and turning red in the face.

Marceline really didn't feel like dealing with this on her first day.

"Okay..?" she replied, gripping her skateboard a bit tighter.

"Good. Now then" He said, instantly calm. "You are a junior, so your classes will be on that hall" he gestured to one of the our massive halls "As well as your locker, and I've written the combination and locker number on your schedule. You've gotten here a little early, so classes shouldn't start for another 20 minutes. If you would like to apply for a parking pass-"

Marceline started to tune him out, and began thinking about why she was there.

About a month ago, Marceline's uncle Simon Petrikov, died of Alzheimers disease. He used to come by her old house every weekend, and they'd talk, and have tea, and sometimes Simon would do magic tricks even though Marceline grew out of them. He became the dad se never really had, as her real dad was constantly working.

Then one day, he forgot to come. "It completely slipped my mind, Marcy. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you next weekend." Next weekend came, and he wasn't there. Then he'd start to forget the time, then the date, then the week, and eventually where he lived. When they finally brought him to a hospital, he started to forget her.

After he died, her father saw the effect it had on her, and decided that a change of scenery would suit them.

"Did you get all of that?" Marceline was snapped out of her thoughts by Lemongrab, her schedule in his hands and an expextant look on his face.

"Uh, yeah. Parking. I'll keep that in mind." She grabbed the paper and hurried off, the secretary burning holes into the back of her head.

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When Marceline made it to her locker, she checked her schedule, and noted the first three periods. Biology, Algebra, then Music theory. She put the corresponding books to the side, then put the rest, save for a crimson nootbook for song lyrics, inside of her locker, along with her skateboard. She closed it, and abruptly ran into a large pink mass.

"Oooff! Watch where you're going!" The mass said. As Marceline focused her eyes, she noted that the mass had legs. And a face. One that was currently glaring at her frim the ground.

"Oh! Um. I'm sorry." Marceline said, temporarily transfixed on the mass, now known as a woman wearing a bright pink dress with matching hair. She offered her hand, only to have it swatted away.

"Yeah, whatever. I've got places to be." And with that, the woman got up, dusted herself off, and walked away.

Well then, Marceline thought. She seems nice.

"Don't let her get you down. She's like that alot. The princess doesn't like to be disturbed." a smooth, familiar voice said. Marceline whirled around.

"Marshall! Hey!" She said, enveloping him in a tight embrace.

"What's up, Marcy? Long time no see." Marshall said. The two were cousins, and Marshall Lee was one of the reasons her dad picked this place to move to.

"Not much. Just kinda hangin'. Who was that chick?" Marceline asked, letting go of him and walking to her class.

"That was, and I kid you not, Bonnibel Bubblegum." Marshall replied, emphasizing her last name.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously. She thinks she runs the school, so everyone just calls her Princess Bubblegum. It started as a joke, but I personally think she likes the title. Here, let me show you where your class is."

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"Why hello, young lady! You're new, aren't ya? Why don't you introduce yourself to the class?" Marceline's new biology teacher, Mrs. Tina Trunks asked, her southern accent apparent.

Marceline looked around the lab room at all the people giving her blank stares.

"Umm. Hi. My name's Marceline. Marceline Abadeer. So, yeah." she said, noticing the pink mas- Princess Bubblegum, in the front corner of the room, an empty seat next to her looking out of a window.

"Why don't you go sit by Ms. Bubblegum, over there? She'll get ya all caught up about what we're doin' today."

Marceline walked over to the table. "Uh, hi. Mind if I sit here?" she asked.

Bubblegum huffed, then moved her stuff out of the seat next to the window. Marceline sat down, and pulled out a notebook for the class. Bubblegum wordlessly passed her the notes on the lab they'd be doing soon.

Marceline tried to start a conversation as she copied the notes. "So how are you doing, Bonni-"

Bubblegum glared at her, not liking the name she used.

"Bubblegum..?" Marceline finished. The glare softened, and once again she was ignored. Marceline sighed. What did I do to get on her shit list?

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So that's the start! I will be updating it pretty regularly, as I'm on Summer Vacation, so be sure to check in every once in a while. If you liked it, please leave a review! Just 'cause I really enjoy hearing any feedback you guys have to say! I'll see you later!