She is always playing with her hair. It began in elementary school, when her hair was a little above her butt. She would run her fingers through it and hide behind it like a veil. She'd stick strands inside her mouth and press her lips together. She was very quiet then…just like now. After sixth grade her hair got too messy.

When she cut her beautiful blonde hair in seventh grade I was devastated. Fortunately her boy short pixie hair cut still looked cute on her. That was her rebellious stage. She added blue tips to her hair and yet it still looked amazing.

In high school she let her hair grow out again but she'd always tie her hair under a white, rabbit eared hat. Every once in a while she would play with the bangs that peeked out from under the hat, the tips were still blue. She was still hiding herself though. But now she hid her hair, or face, no longer.

She let that beautiful blonde wavy hair fall and rest on her back. From time to time she ties it up and plays with the loose strands that fall rebelliously against her neck. Up to this day we haven't had a full conversation. Every time she even said hi I would get caught up in her baby blue eyes and freeze on the spot.

Even though we were neighbors she never wanted to play outside as a kid. She was always in her room imagining adventures with her cat. She has outgrown that now, but from time to time I can hear her say, "What time is it! ADVENTURE TIME!" she was funny that way, making up stories in her head. I watched her grow from a cute little girl to the stunning young woman she is today.

Apprehensively, a woman that gorgeous would not be left alone. It is quietly rumored that there are two other guys in our class that like her. It's been said that some girls have even approached her at lunch in hopes that she plays on their teams.

I've never seen her at the lunchroom. I'm not sure if she goes off somewhere or just hides from the crowd. She certainly doesn't go to the library because she doesn't like books. She hates math and science isn't her best subject. I only have two classes with her: sociology and art appreciation.

In sociology she usually participates and puts in her own opinion. She is often asked to stay behind to discuss other topics, but in art appreciation she is quiet and reserved, always playing with that blonde hair.

We sit on opposite ends of the classroom, but she never fails to say hi to me. I never failed to notice every little detail about her; everything from her nail polish to her purity ring and worn out converse that she wears all the time. I think that everything about her is stunning and that is why every little detail matters. Our art app. teacher always gives me a funny smile and scoffs when he finds me staring at her. He's even gone as far as to asking me if I'd like to get moved closer to her, but I refused because I do not want her to be too close to me. A beauty like her has to be admired from afar. I don't think a chump like me could ever be with a woman like her. Fionna is just too beautiful.

AN: Alright this is a drabble but it could go somewhere now its up to you to decide. Who wrote the insert from above was it prince gumball, bmo, or Finn? Certainly it could not have been marshall lee, I already have a role for him and if he had written the above it would of contained more deviant words. I want all characters to be able to take a part of this so don't hesitate to give me ideas. I'd like to update soon so leave reviews and subscribe, also check out my other stories.

Keep smiling –Ray

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