Hey guys!

So, recently I wrote a fanfic called "Love Plan". I know, this one has the same title, but I forgot all my ideas for the first "Love Plan" so I decided to write another one. I shall delete the first one in a few secs... Okay, so this "Love Plan" is a bit the same as the first one. A bit, just a bit. If there are any faults, it's my iPad that did that. c:


I look at each side of the road. He's not there, and he's not here either. I look around desperatly. Where could he be?

"What are you doing?" Cake asked, following me behind.

"Uh..? N... Nothing, Cake! I'm just... Looking at the otherside of the town to look for the... Um.. The... The thing we... Anyways... let's go home!" I declared.

I pulled her to our house. Beemo is probably cooking something. I can smell it. I can smell what he is cooking... So... Delicious...

"Heya, Fionna!"

I turn my head. There he is! My crush! My... My... Marshall Lee... He's wearing long white sleeves with a red tie. He looked really charming and handsome. His eyes were so shiny. Red like blood. His hair was floating because of the wind. I... Can't resist...

"Fionna? Are you okay? Are you daydreaming about something?" He asked, looking confused at me.

"Everything is fine, Marshall, can you leave now? We have some homework to do." Cake said, pulling on to my hand.

Sometimes I just want to slap Cake and tell her 'Don't you say that! Why would you want my soulmate to leave?! What is wrong with you? Why are you so rude to him?! I never did that to your boyfriend!', but I can resist my temper against her.

"Okay then! See you tomorrow, ladies" he said, winking at me.

I'm sure he winked. He winked at me. I swear to god, he winked at me. His eyes winked at mine. I know he winked at me. He did, right? He winked at me, he winked, he winked, he winked, he...

"Are you going to come in?" Cake asked "it's almost gona rain"

I throw my shoes in my closet and threw my bag on my bed. Marshall... Marshall Lee... Marshall Lee... Why is he so handsome? Why?! I wish I could be next to him right now. He is so cute. And hot. Plus handsome.

I pull out my workbook. Aw man, I have math homework. Okay, what is 9306 devided by 9? I don't know! I'm too lazy.

I throw my book away. Why does school even exist?! We have Beemo, he could teach us. We even have a library, it's already full of books. Without school, I could be with Marshall Lee since forever. But with studying and all that, it's never going to happen.

"Fionna! Supper is ready" Cake said, hitting a spoon on a pot. I walk done stairs desperate. I don't wanna do my homework. It sucks. Plus, today, I have to wash my hair and I got a meeting with Marshall Lee's best friend, Flame (his real name is Flame Prince but I call him Flame) because he tells me pretty much everything about Marshall Lee.

After supper, I ran to the bathroom to take my shower. Ah, nice and fresh water. I wore a pair of jeans and a yellow shirt. My normal wearing is in the washing machine, and there is no way I'm getting my clothes out of there and wear them wet.

"Bye Cake!" I shouted, putting my shoes.

"What about your homework?" she asked, putting the remote on the table.

"I'll do it tomorrow!" I said, unlocking the door.

"But it's due for tomorrow!"

"Then I'll do it early in the morning!"

"But you never wake up earl-"

"Bye!"

I close the door and run away from our conversation. I jog to the park and then I could see Flame. He was sitting on a box of alluminum.

"Hey! Sorry for being late!" I shouted, halfway breathless.

He turns to me and waves. I sit on a rock and we start to talk. Flame is really nice for helping me. I wish he could be my best friend. It's not that I don't want Cake, it's just that sometimes Cake can ruin your plans. She doesn't even know I like Marshall. Flame doesn't know, either.

Flame smiles alot. He's always a happy and nice person. I really like him, but not like a crush, like a friend. I wonder if he sees me as a friend too. He's actually a cool and popular guy, so what could he think of a unknown girl from the school? If only I could be popular too. Which would happen in a few weeks, when I will be Marshall Lee's girlfriend, and that he will show me to everyone.

"That's pretty much everything I talked about with Marshall Lee today. Anything you wanna ask me?" He said, looking at the sky.

"Yeah... Does he like anyone?" I asked, blushing.

He looks at me like I was an idiot. He giggles and answers in a soft voice.

"Of course he does..." Then dissapears.

How can he dissapear like that?! Aw man... I'll ask him tomorrow then.

"Fionna! Wake up! You didn't do your homework and you're gona be late!" Cake shouted brushing her teeth.

"Cake... It's only 8:49... Classes starts at 9 o' clock..." I whispered.

"I know! And you didn't even get ready! You're still in your jeans and your full of saliva yellow shirt!"

I slowly get up then take my clothes off. Let's just pick a random outfit and brush our teeth. I'll ask Beemo to make me a toast while I brush my teeth.

We finally arrived to the building of boringness and ugliness. Cake runs into the school and opens her locker. While I, walk to my locker and throw my things on the ground.

Why am I even here...?

"Hey Fionna!"

I turn my head to the voice and Marshall Lee was there with Flame. They seemed to have a disgusted face.

"Are you... Okay? You seem... Horrified... Or... Gross..." They cracked. Like a snail, I open my locker and smile at them.

"Am I feeling great... Yeah..."

"Did you brush your teeth? You seem to have some bread crumbs inbetween." Marshall said.

Crumbs? Infront of my crush? He noticed? I look at the mirror I installed in my locker. I look horrifying! My hair is messed up, my teeth are yellowish and my eyes are barely open! My skin is cracked like an old person and my lips are dry! This is so embarrassing!

"Cake! You gotta help me! I am ugly as hell! What can I do with my face to be prettier?"

"I don't know... Probably wake up in time next time?" she confirmed.

"Not funny. Now help me!" I shouted.

"Sorry sweety, but I have a community meeting. See you later!"

What am I suppose to do now? No one can help me! I am alone now. I wish I could have a boyfriend...

" I wish I could have a boyfriend..."

"You wish you can have a boyfriend?"

I look around. Who said that?