Authors note: THERE MAY BE SOME . I just really needed to write this for some reason and im tired and my brain isnt working properly today. This was just a pass time but please REVIEW TO LET ME KNOW IF I SHOULD CONTINUE cause im fighting whether or not to. Im not sure... Thank you for reading and i hope you like it:)

'Your going to have a great time here.'

Ya, like she never heard that one a million times before.

The murmur of teachers and students in the classrooms could be heard in the hallway she walked through. The only noise other then the monotone instructions of the teachers and the chattering of the kids were the heels of her black boots clicking against the cement floor. The clicking came in a beat as her rather long legs strived down the path to a certain room in the 300 building, which she was told to go by her new principle Mrs. Treetrunks. Oh, don't get her wrong, Marceline thought she was nice and all and just doing her job, but the hatred made by the years ago toward priniciples and teachers alike affected anybody of that staus. Everyone, especially adults, looked down at her. Her dad was the head of many gangs and owner of various hardcore clubs. He even wanted Marceline, his 17 year old daughter, to take over his work some day. Not just to say it was just her father who set this reputation for her. She has been kicked out of various high schools for fights, though only standing up to bullies, she was considered guilty as well. It was normal to think though she could of started it though, with her get up of ripped jeans, black boots and anything black to long jet black hair reached down past her waist and strands covered her shining eyes full of mischief. Her smiled even consisted of two sharp canine teeth in the front. Her touchy attitude and trickser ways didn't help much either, but she knew right from wrong mainly and thats all that counted in her eyes.

With all of this, people thought of her as a vampire, and she took it in gladly. She loved her title, 'Marceline the Vampire Queen.' She fixed it up so it rolled off the tongue perfectly.

In her attire of rather nice-fitting black t-shirt with a red skull on it, ripped dark blue jean and her loud red boot, she turned a corner quickly, glancing down at the green piece of paper in her hand as she adjusted her red backpack on her right shoulder. She read the room number of her first period class and looked up at the doors to see if she was anywhere near there. She liked to skip class but decided not to on her first day, just a rule she made over the years. That and the period was already half way done.

Luckly, she saw her classroom at the end of where the hall, though it really wasn't that hard to miss. The door had a large picture of a penguin on it and made her wonder where the heck you would get a picture of a penguin that size. Sure, it was biology class but still. With a final look at the penguin picture with both eyebrows raised, she slowly pushed open the door.

A old man with a large white beard and dressed in all blue looked up from his desk across the room from the door. Marceline had to think of dying kittens so she wouldn't laugh at his abnormal sized nose. Wrinkles covered his forehead which she was going to count to see how many there were during class. His eyes fell on her and narrowed.

" Who might who be?"

The class of students that were murmuring to one another stopped and faced Marceline, awaiting her answer. The presence of stared didn't faze her though.

" Marceline," she replied easily.

He looked down at a notepad and squinted his eyes more.

" Ah, yes, so glad for you to join us Ms. Aba-"

" Just call me by my first name. Thanks," interruped Marceline as she walked more to the front of the room. The man stood up from his chair and showed his large mass of a body. Annoyance played across his face.

" Of course. Marceline." His head cranked to the seats of the students, eyes darting from corner to corner until he pointed to the back of the class.

" You can sit in the back of the class next to Finn." Following his finger, she saw a empty chair in the farest part of the room. On the stool next to it sharing the same table was a young boy, probably around sophomore year, wearing a white cotton looking hat with nubs on the top of it. Marceline could only guess what it was suppose to be. A bear? Maybe a deformed bunny? His outfit also had lots of blue but a lighter color and a green backpack was laying on the ground next to him. When he saw that the old guy pointing to him, he waved to Marceline smiling. Oh boy, he looks totally normal.

'Like dressing in all black and red is normal too,' she thought to herself. 'Touche. But im a sexy beast so i don't count.'

She turned to the aisle and back to the man.

" Thanks dude."

" Its Mr. Iceking to you," he said sourly, sitting back down. Marceline strolled through the tables, ignoring the kids still gazing at her. Like she ever cared. She finally got to the back when everyone started back to their small chit chat when they were to be working on a page in their biology book. Finn smilied at her until she sat down.

" Hey! I'm finn Humani, nice to met ya!" he said loudly as she put her backpack on the floor. Oh boy, she was going to have to take some aspirin to be with this one.

" Sup. I'm Marceline the Vampire Queen." His eyes widen.

" Woah, that's cool! Respect! Your new and you have a rad title? Mathematical!" He was destrated by Mr. Iceking slaming a book on the desk to quite the students.

" Glob, he is such a dlist. A big bully. He needs to be yelled at," he finished as he reached down into his bad to pull out a paper with drawing of many different weapons.

Eh. Maybe biology won't be so bad.