Author's Notes: Well, I had no idea how to finish the Myth Fionna story. Sorry for the followers. I have failed you :( So instead I offer you this story. I hope you like it. Also, I am planning on making A Woman into a comic. Please support me if you would! And read it if you have the time. I hope you read and review if you find it good. That's it. Happy reading
I asked her to stay. But she wouldn't listen.
Marshall Lee. The flavour of the week type of guy. You can't name a girl who did not at some time fell in love with him. Rich, smart, a model and famous. It's as if when God spread good luck all over the world, Marshall Lee was there hogging all the luck and leaving the rest of world in the shadows. Fionna, being no part of the "it" population and really not caring about it at all, stood under the shade of the tree, reading about Rick Riordan's Mark of Athena. If you ask her, books are the best company if you don't count her best friend Cake, an upperclassman and also popular around the guys. Yep. What in the world happen that Fionna, the severely introverted girl, would be friends with Cake, the outgoing sexy upperclassman of the University of Ooo.
"You're glaring at him aren't you?" Cake teased Fionna as she tied her long flowing blonde locks into a ponytail. Her boyfriend seems to really it when Cake ties her hair like that. Fionna looked at Cake furiously, blushing up to her ears.
"Cake, look at him! I can't believe how...how...perfect he is! He's like a real life Mary Sue." Fionna look at him as if her stare may bore holes in him and put an end to the dark-haired boy's life.
"I don't get why you hate him Fi, everybody seems to like him though."
"Oh no, not everybody! I know a handful of people that would like to see him go away." She sneered.
"Fi, can't you forgive and forget? It's not like he meant whatever he did to you."
"What makes you think he did something to me?"
"Well, why are you angry then?"
"I...I don't know..." Fionna barely made those words escape her mouth. Cake gave her a puzzled look. Fionna just avoided her expression, to dodge any questions. Why does she hate Marshall Lee? Does she hate him because everything good about life is reincarnated into him? Or that people think it's reincarnated in him, she corrected. Seriously they are all making hype about him. The girls he's dating don't even know that he's not really interested in them. The guys he hangs out are not considered as friends, but lackeys. Who could be really happy about that?
Fionna sighed. Sometimes, people are just crazy.
Cake gestured her to get going to class. She walked toward her building, looked back at Cake to wave her final bye. She saw Cake welcoming her boyfriend, Monochromicorn, with a kiss. She could see that boys around Monochromicorn are shooting him poisonous glare. She could make out some of them saying "that lucky *******". I guess any guy would want to be Cake's boyfriend. She had that wild long blonde hair that seems to be alive. Her hair was her charm. Fionna smiled to herself, closed her eyes and had some deep thinking. Little did she know that she was going nearer to Marshall Lee's direction. 5 feet away...4 feet away...3...2...Bump! There was a large crash in hallways. Everybody was looking at their direction, some mad that someone would tackle their king and some sneered as if they know what was coming in Fionna's way. Fionna shook of her dizziness. She raised her head and met Marshall Lee's gaze. His eyes were dark and...angry.
"Uhm...sorry..." She whispered.
"Seems like someone doesn't know who to respect." He voiced out nonchalantly. Indeed. Marshall was older than her by 3 years. He stood up and helped Fionna stand up too. This surprised her. Did he just helped her? Marshall Lee was not bad after all she thought. But those thoughts readily went the can when he pinned her to the lockers. It was a scary scene. Both of arms were pinned as Marshall studied her face.
"I'd let you off easily since you look kinda cute. Except, what's up with the bunny hat?" He smirked, his hands making its way to Fionna's hat.
"No not the hat! Jerk!" She swatted his hand which prompted the boy to pin her again but stronger. He leaned over to her face. She could feel his minty breath tingling the skin of her neck. He whispered to her ears in a low husky voice.
That's not how you treat a King.
"Oh shoot." Fionna bit her lip. Why didn't she think about it? Marshall Lee's family is rich. He could be one of the "3 Kings" of the school as they are referred. The "3 Kings" family are co-founders of the university and of course, they are entitled to outermost respect. That's what he was referring! It wasn't age. It was his status. She cursed under her breath. What kind of trouble did she get herself into now? And with him! Again. Fionna closed her eyes and prepared herself for the worst. So that's why no one was helping her. They didn't want to mess with a King. Fionna felt Marshall Lee's grip loosening. This was her chance. One quick punch and...
"Marshall, please do refrain from harassing the female population." An angelic voice said. After that she could hear a lot female voices swooning. She opened her eyes and looked at the direction of the new comer. He was tall; he had bubblegum blonde hair, angelic face with a gentleman's poise. He dressed casually. He wore a pink sweatshirt with a hood and blue pants. For something as normal as that, he still pulled off a regal look. He separated Fionna from Marshall and prompted her to hide behind his back.
"Well well. If it isn't Bubba." The pink guy's smile twitched. There seemed to be an invisible spark battle between them and they gave off a very dangerous aura. Fionna didn't know if she was safe with the cupid looking guy or she should just run.
"Come on Bubba, I'm just having my fun" He hissed. The pink guy narrowed his eyes.
"That's Prince Gumball to you my good man." He raised his head up high, trying to hide his annoyance. "And would you please leave this lass alone before I report you to Mr. Simon." He gestured to Fionna who was still awed in amazement. Somebody actually stood up for her. A blush crept on her cheeks. She saw the annoyed look at Marshall's face.
"Pfft. Whatever." He had his back faced and prompted his passé to follow him. Now, Fionna didn't know what got into her, but she suddenly screamed.
"Heck Yeah! In your face Marshall! Yeah, not everybody likes you!" She screamed in triumphant. Marshall Lee looked back at her with the deadliest orbs possible. She let out a silent "eep" but she acted brave, stood up with chest out and head held up high. There was a surprise look on his face. He quickly erased it, and a smile crept unto his lips. He continued to walk away.
"Thanks for saving me-" she was cutted.
"Think nothing of it. I was only doing it to put him in line. Pardon me, but I must get going." He said all too fast. It's as if he was avoiding something.
"Uhm..." Before she could even say a word, he was darting passed her. Fionna smelled her shirt. Was she stinky or something?
"Fionna baby!" A familiar voice rushed over to where Fionna was standing. It was Cake, she cupped her hands on Fionna's cheeks. Fionna was still blushing. Still recalling the events that seemed to unfold before her and oblivious to the glares people were shooting at her. Cake on the other hand noticed it and she flipped her long locks and gave them poisonous looks. If looks really could kill.
"What happened? What did that doodoo head do to you?" she asked.
"It was...nothing...Gumball...Prince Gumball saved...I mean intervened." Fionna was still dazed.
"Gumball?"
"Uhm...yeah...why?"
"Isn't he a part of the 3 Kings?"
"He is?! Fionna doesn't know if she was lucky or not. Her paths crossed with the richest guys in school. Any girl would die to be in her shoes. Maybe that's why she was feeling murderous auras behind her.
"Wait, isn't he a prince?" Fionna asked.
"Fionna, you dope. Use your imagination from time to time!" Cake patted her head. "Now you better get to your class. It would be embarrassing if you disappoint Mr. Simon would you?" Cake helped her stand up. Fionna brushed her clothes for any dusts. She fixed her bunny hat.
"You're right!" She scampered all the way to halls, avoiding obstacles to get to her next class. The day went slow and long. Fionna entered and leaved classrooms, listened, fell asleep. It was as if she was in a route. As if the ruckus event never occurred. Like I'd ever meet them again.
After band practice (Yes, Cake persuaded her to take up playing the violin). She took her things out of her locker and proceeded to go home. After she took a few steps, she saw something peculiar; a red shining thing inside the utility room. Her adventurous spirit got the best of her, and she walked towards that shining light. She opened the door, and quietly closed it. She looked for a light switch, but was momentarily stopped when she heard someone speak.
"Who- Who's in here?" the voiced asked. The voice sounded familiar. Fionna suddenly had goosebumps all over her, as if her body trying to tell her, runaway fool! But another side of her kept telling her to investigate further.
"My name is Fionn-"
"You're that bunny." The voice nonchalantly said. She has to admit, the voice had a sexy yet dreamy tone to it. Then she realized. That voiced belonged to...
"Marshall Lee!" She gasped. She backed away, her back hand looking for the doorknob. Then they heard a click.
"Looks like we're lock here." He calmly said. But Fionna was hyperventilating. They were trapped, and there was still school tomorrow! Not to mention she was trapped in a DARK room with a guy, and not just any guy, the mean and overly perverted (based on her experience with him earlier) Marshall Lee. She began to think of ways to escape.
"We can't escape. If that's what you're thinking" he said.
"How could you be so calm...you...FREAK!" she covered her mouth. She's in trouble this time and no pink haired dude to save her now. But somehow it didn't bother him. He just rolled his eyes and looked away. He just sat there. In the gleam of the moonlight, he seemed to be a perfect landscape. The lights hugged him perfectly, showing of his muscle tones...his so calm and serene. Totally not the infamous Marshall Lee she was used to. He seemed sad, out of his character.
"Marshall Lee Abadeer...are you ok? I'm sorry..." She never did finish her sentence. He stood up, hugged her, his head planted on her neck, his smell mesmerizing Fionna. She could feel the heat of his body.
"Marshall, if you're gonna try something funny, I swear I'm gonna scream! Let go of me! Are you trying to seduce me co'z it won't work!" She tried struggling, but he just hugged her tighter. She let yet another again a small "eep" while blushing.
"Could you just stay here with me?" he asked, his face not looking at her.
"Uhm...sure? But could you let me go?" Marshall Lee looked at her with bewilderment. This was the first time a girl wasn't fawning over him. He loosened his grip until she was free. They both sat there in the darkness. No one was talking. It went for a few minutes until Fionna stood up.
"I've had enough."
She left before I had a chance to say...