-Chapter 1-
She did a poor job at hiding the damage.
Ahaha… ha… shit.
Marceline looked to the awkwardly placed drawer which she had shifted to conveniently cover a faint stain on the ground. She had spent a solid 15 minutes scrubbing at the alcohol stain, but couldn't get rid of the remaining colour. The dark haired girl ran her fingers over a large dent in the wall before sticking her calendar directly over it.
Why do I always do this to myself…
Marceline actually got along with her roommate quite well, which was a big relief because she had been worried about being put with a psycho or something. When they first introduced one another, about a week ago, they found that they had a lot in common… a bit too much.
It's only been a week…
Keila and Marceline had finally gotten through the initiation of college, and who doesn't want an excuse for a dorm room gathering. Marceline had only meant for it to be a small get together, but apparently when both Keila's and her friends mix, it doesn't stay quiet for long… Marceline looked at the broken bottle underneath where the damage in the wall was.
Of course Keila had work this morning.
Marceline had cleaned up most the loose empty bottles, but none of them had even thought to invest in proper cleaning equipment… well most people normally wouldn't need to, but for her she probably should. She checked her phone, 9:30am. Half an hour until the room inspectors come. She needs something to clean up this broken glass, and quick…
Shit
She had probably disturbed the whole friggin' hall last night, not to mention, she hadn't even met half the people who lived around her. Everyone had already settled in when she first arrived the previous week. She felt a sharp throb in her head, which thank god had somewhat subsided from when she woke. Marceline headed over to her drawer and pulled out some pain killers, washing them down with her energy drink. She looked to the glass once more.
Okay let's get this sorted.
Marceline slipped on some boots to match her casual ripped jeans, open flannel shirt and tank top and went to the mirror to fix herself up…
…Okay yeah…. She admitted she kind of looked like a bum at the moment, but after this she would only go get food to keep out of the inspector's way. Marceline grabbed her keys and left her room.
She stood in the hallway facing her door, contemplating a difficult decision… left or right.
Right's always the right way, right?
She looked to the door that was right of hers.
Hmmm… F*** you right, I'm a rebel. Right is always made to be broken… oh, that's rules… well.
She hesitantly took a step toward the left door, stopping momentarily to look at the right door, before continuing. She lifted her hand and knocked 3 times on the solid door, waiting awkwardly for someone to answer. Finally there was a click of the lock and the door swung open.
"Oh… what do you want?"
Standing before her was a girl just a tiny bit shorter than herself, with light pink hair lifted into a messy bun, a white loose t-shirt and pink shorts.
"Geeze… don't sound so disappointed."
The girl looked at her through her round glasses and stood up straight, leaning on one leg and crossing her arms expectantly. Marceline continued.
"Ah… I was just wondering whether you had a dust pan that I could borrow or something."
The pink haired girl adjusted her glasses.
"Oh, so it was you that was being super loud last night?"
There was a pause. Marceline brought her hand up to pinch the bridge between her eyes and sighed. She was not in the frame of mind to argue this one out.
"Yeah sorry."
Marceline felt the other girls piercing stare. She should have known, always go right.
"And so after you disturbed my sleep last night, you think I'm going to help you?"
Wow, hello little miss party pooper.
Marceline searched her mind for a response that might help.
Rats.
She stared at the ground…. Wait
The shorter girl reached down quickly to pick up the fur ball that was leaning up against her foot.
"A rat!"
The other girl looked at Marceline and shhh'd her, a grin spread across the taller girls face. She started speaking a little louder than usual.
"Hey princess, I didn't think we were aloud "PETS" in our dorms!"
The pink haired girl, blushed, scowled and frantically looked down the sides of the hall.
"FINE, shut up I'll help you."
The other girl walked into her room and placed the rat in a small enclosure. She then went over to her closet and got a dust pan, then headed back to the door.
"Here, bring it back when you're done."
With that the girl closed the door behind her. She stared at the door for a short moment.
…Sweet?
Marceline headed back to her room and cleaned up the broken glass. A quick and easy job with suitable equipment. Once she was done she headed directly back to the other girls dorm. The pink haired girl answered once more. Marceline noticed that behind the shorter girl, there was no more rat enclosure and the room seemed like it had less stuff in it. The girl was no longer wearing her glasses. She handed the dust pan to the girl.
"Thanks Pinky"
"My name's Bonnibel"
"…Thanks Bonnie"
"Bonnie-bel"
The two stared at each other challengingly. Marceline spoke.
"Bonnie."
The shorter girl swung the door to closed, but Marceline managed to stop it with her hand.
"Wait, sorry Bonnie…bel, ah, I do actually feel bad about last night, can I… buy you food or something. You know if you are not busy.
Marceline felt the push on the door soften and it opened slightly to reveal the other girls face.
"…Fine."
"So… you are a science major then?"
Marceline stared at the textbooks sitting next to the other girl. They chose to eat at a café on campus. She took a sip of her coffee.
"Yup Biochem."
The other girl neatly cut off a piece of the mini pizza Marceline had gotten her and ate it.
"It's only the first week, why don't you chill out a bit before all the work actually sets in? …Also, who the hell uses a knife and fork with pizza."
Bonnibel looked back at Marceline with judgemental eyes. She dabbed her mouth with a napkin.
"It's because I take my work seriously, Marceline."
The dark haired girl continued to study the other sitting directly across from her. She looked very familiar. Her hair looked long and smooth despite being dyed a light pink, her skin was flawless, her eyes were a beautiful light blue colour, he lips, slightly puckered and raised at the corners in a smirk.
Marceline kept drawing her eyes down, studying the other girl.
Long neck, her collar bones are slightly raise, and man her –
"Marceline!"
Marceline was flipped back to reality.
Shit did I zone out.
Marceline felt her cheeks warm up so she put one hand up to try and cover it.
"Ah, yeah, what …sorry?"
Marceline shoved a piece of her own pizza in her mouth.
"I said, what are you studying?"
"Oh, me? I'm majoring in music production."
"Sounds like fun, hah get it."
Marceline scowled at the pun. Bonnibel continued.
"You play an instrument then?"
"Yeah, I mostly play string, but mainly bass because that's what I do in my band"
"You have a band? Cool you'll have to show me sometime."
Marceline felt a leg slightly nudge her own under the table.
"Hah yeah totally, my ex use to keep me company, but since I was ditched, it would be cool to have someone for moral support, you know aside from the usual peeps."
Bonnibel slowed her chewing while staring at Marceline, she stared back confused. Realisation hit her.
"OH MY GOD I didn't mean it like that! I meant like, since my ex isn't there to take up my time, I can now keep new friends company and stuff, but like, not in that way-"
Bonnie smirked
"It's okay I understand what you're saying I would be glad to accompany you, she sounded like a lot of effort?"
Wait… did she just say she?
There was a pause between them.
"…He"
"…oh"
Bonnie downed the rest of her coffee and finished the last bite of her pizza.
"Well I'm off to go study, I'll catch you later then."
The pink haired girl grabbed her things and turned on her heals, walking out of the café.
Marceline remained seated, finishing off her pizza.
What the hell kind of reaction was that?
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