Marceline

Her alarm clock wakes her up with a start. She groans in annoyance and presses snooze. It rings again, she presses snooze. By the third time it rings she has no other choice but to stand up. As much as she would love to skip class, it's just her first day. Marceline drags herself to the kitchen and pours some cereal into a bowl with a cup of strong coffee to the side. The perks of living alone are that she can eat what she wants and leave a mess with nobody nagging her about it.

She had moved to Republic City when she started her freshman year. She had convinced her dad that she wanted a better education than the one their small town could offer, so he agreed to rent her a place at the nearest city. In reality, Marceline just wanted to get the hell away from that small town. Her brother had been kind enough to hand her his old Camaro and later she bought a motorcycle against her father's wishes.

She glimpses at the clock on the wall. She must get going now if she wants to get to her first day at school on time. She takes a last spoonful of cereal, snatches her backpack and keys, and makes her way out the house. She doesn't feel like driving her car today, so she decides to ride her motorcycle instead. Marceline puts on her helmet, hops onto the bike, and wastes no time in speeding down the street. She gets speeding tickets regularly but today there are no cops around.

Ten minute after leaving her house, Marceline is at the school's parking lot. She hits the brakes suddenly and the tires screech leaving a black trace behind them. "Nice," she congratulates herself.

"How many tires have you burnt?" A soft voice asks.

Marceline turns around and sees the redhead girl getting out of the passenger seat of a shiny Rolls Royce. Marceline smirks, "You can always buy me new ones for Christmas."

The other girls rolls her eyes, "I spoil you enough already."

"Oh that's right. I don't have to pay whenever I go to any of your stores. I appreciate it but you know I have a job, Bonnie." Marceline says.

"I know. I just wanted to do something nice for you."

"Aren't you the sweetest?" Marceline teases.

Bonnie punches Marceline's shoulder lightly, "Shut up, and you're welcome."

They walk through the classroom halls doing small talk until they reach Bonnie's classroom.

"I'll see you in chemistry." Bonnie says.

Marceline waves goodbye and continues to make her way down the hall. She pulls out her schedule and checks her classes of the day, the first one is math. God damn it. Grudgingly, she enters the classroom and takes a seat at the back of the room. She's a little bit earlier than usual; she might be able to catch a quick nap before this hell starts. She puts her backpack on her desk and lies her head on it for a few seconds before a pat on the back startles her.

"Morning, Marce." A blond boy beams at her.

"Hi, Finn." Marceline beams back with sleepy eyes, "Looks like we're stuck in this hell hole together."

Finn snorts, "Yeah, Jake's got Constitutional Law at this hour so I don't know which is worse."

"They both suck," Marceline replies, "I think Korra is in English with Bonnie, and I have no idea where Clarke is."

"I think I saw her. She was in American History with Asami. Also Jake says Mako is in his class." Finn says.

"Poor Jake, Mako is a show off in any class related with law."

"Yeah, Jake says his enthusiasm about law makes him feel sick."

Marceline chuckles, "The same happens to me in chemistry whenever I'm paired up with Bonnie."

A short girl with dark brown hair enters their classroom and they both exhale with relief.

"Oh thank God! Raven, you're here." Finn tells her.

Raven smiles slightly, "Nice to see you too, Harris. I had no idea you were so eager to see me."

"He's just hoping you answer all the questions and that you get paired up with him." Marceline says with a sleepy face.

Raven's smile turns into a smirk, "I know." She sits down at one of the front desks, "Morning to you too, Marceline."

The class goes by incredibly slowly. Luckily for her, Raven does most of the talking. She doesn't like to admit it, but she's glad Raven is in her class.

The day goes by mostly uneventful. She catches up with Clarke and Bonnie at chemistry, with Jake in literature, with Mako, Bolin and Asami in physics (of course Asami steals the show), and finally with Korra during practice.

After Kuvira and Opal leave, Korra and she are left alone to do random free throws at the basket.

"So what are you doing in the afternoon?" Korra asks.

Marceline throws at the basket and the ball gets in cleanly, "Bonnie is gonna tutor me. I'll do my homework with her, then I'll go home and maybe wash my car. What about you?"

"I'm going to Asami's house. She offered to be my partner in our economics class." Korra replies, wiping the sweat off her forehead.

Marceline smirks and wiggles her eyebrows to further annoy her friend, "Somebody's got a date."

Korra throws the ball roughly at Marceline. Marceline catches it without problem. "Why do you and Clarke keep insisting that I like in that way her?"

"Because you do, Korra. Whenever she's around you, you just look at her like a deer struck by headlights, and whenever she rambles about something, you smile like an idiot and listen through maybe an hour despite having no clue what's she's talking about."

Marceline throws the ball back at Korra. She watches as the dark skinned girl twirls it in her hands with a thoughtful look, "Well, I can't deny that. Can I?"

"There we go, accepting it is the first step." Marceline scoffs completing it by clapping her hands.

"Stop it, Marce. I'm not even sure yet. I don't even know if she likes girls."

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'll help you out. I'll be your wingman. Do you know what Clarke is doing this afternoon?"

Korra's eyes wander, trying to remember, "Oh yeah! There's a charity event tonight. The owner of Trikru Inc. and his daughter will be there."

"Sounds like our blondie will have a fun night." Marceline glances at clock on the wall, "Crap, I can't be late for my classes." She runs to the change rooms and gets dressed as quickly as humanly possible. She waves goodbye at Korra as she opens the gym's door, "Good luck with Asami." She doesn't give Korra any time to respond and instead just sprints toward the exit.

Bonnie and her chauffeur are already waiting for her at the parking lot.

"I thought we were gonna meet there." Marceline tells Bonnie with a puzzled look. She scans the area and sees her bike is nowhere to be found.

"Peter told me there were a lot of cops on the street today, something to do with the arrival of Mr. Woods; and knowing how you drive, I rather not have you get fifteen speeding tickets in one afternoon, so I asked Peter to take your bike home and you come with us."

Marceline puts an arm around Bonnie's shoulder, "You really need to stop doing these things for me. You're giving me diabetes."

Bonnie dismisses Marceline's comment and pushes her arm away with a smile, "You are very welcome," she sighs, "now get in the car."

Marceline chuckles and gets into the back of the Rolls Royce, "Hi, Pete, thanks for lifting my bike."

The driver gives her a small smile, "No problem. Sometimes I feel I work for you as much as I do for Ms. Barnes."

Marceline knows that Peter is right. Hell, he is part of her contacts if she ever needs a lift. Marceline always wonders why Bonnie is so nice to her and even when she asks directly she never gets a straight answer. She tries to make it up for the other girl as much as she can. She'll bring her food to class, she helps Bonnie with her science whenever she can, and she stays up late either over the phone or in person when Bonnie wants to share her research. Even though Bonnie emphasizes that it is not necessary, that's the least—and only thing—Marceline can do. After all, what can you give to somebody who has it all?

Peter pulls over at the usual Candy Kingdom local and the girls get off the car. "I'll come pick you up a little earlier today. Remember you have the charity event Ms. Barnes."

Bonnie nods, and waves Peter goodbye.

They enter the establishment and sit at the usual table. They lie their notebooks on the table and the waitress brings them both a pink lemonade.

In reality, Bonnie's lessons aren't as long as they say they are. They just like the extra time to talk to each other. Bonnie helps Marceline with her chemistry homework, and explains her some physic topics. Marceline has being getting remarkably better at these subjects since Bonnie began tutoring her. As much as she would hate to admit, she sometimes helps Finn with his math assignments.

"So are you exited to meet your new elite friend?" Marceline asks.

"Meh, not as much as Asami. The girl seems to have something with cars just like her. Asami has being working on a project for her the whole summer." Bonnie replies.

Marceline eyes widen slightly, "Asami is working for her. Now I'm excited to meet her."

It wasn't unheard of that Asami actually worked as a mechanic but she only worked on really important, meaning expensive, projects.

Bonnie and Marceline spend the remaining hour discussing organic chemistry and what Bonnie should wear to the event. Shortly thereafter, Peter walks through the door. "Ms. Barnes, Marceline, time to go."

Both girls nod, stuff their notebooks and annotations into their backpacks and get on the car. As Bonnie said, the streets are filled with cops. Especially around downtown where the two new buildings of Trikru Inc. are to be inaugurated tonight. Bonnie said one is the actual HQ, where the event will be hosted tonight, and the other was the Woods family's "house".

Marceline gawks at the massive buildings. One has shiny white neon letters atop that read "Trikru Inc" accompanied by their logo. The other just looks like any other regular business building except for the giant W made out of beautiful flowers lying in front of the structure. Republic City is no stranger to rich people, but most of them, like the Sato and Barnes families, chose to live in mansions in the outskirts of the city. Other resorted to ridiculously expensive apartments in the heart of the city, but this family was setting a new standard. Marceline wonders how she haven't noticed these buildings before.

She got home, said goodbye to Bonnie and Pete and decided to spend the rest of the night lying in bed listening to music. She sends a few texts to Korra and Clarke but she knows neither of them are going to answer her anytime soon. She changes into her pajamas and begins to fall asleep to the sweet hum of the music. Maybe she will hear from her friends later.