Chapter One: The Second First Day
*Beep! Beep! Beep!*
"Ugh, I don't wanna go!" Marceline groaned as she got out of bed. Before she went to take a shower she stopped at the mirror to look at herself. She gazed at a mirror and looked disgusted at what she saw. She hurried to the bathroom to get away from her reflection. After her shower she picked out some clothes for herself to wear. She picked out a pair of faded skinny jeans that showed off her long thin legs, a black tank top that embraced her upper body and a red plaid button up that she left unbuttoned. Before she left she grabbed her schedule that she left on her desk and locked the door behind her. She took her first step into the sunlight " Ugh, I hate the sun" Marcy hissed as she lifted her hand to block the sun from her eyes. With her hand still against her forehead she walked down the sidewalk until she came across a building with a sign that said Land-O High School.
Marcy then looked at her schedule "Ok let's see... Algebra? Really? Algebra is my first class?" She said with an unhappy tone, "Well, it's better than science" she sighed. She then walked up the stairs and stood in front of the closed doors. When she opened the doors she was greeted by many other students and teachers. Like usual, Marceline ignored their greeting and asked where her algebra class was. Once she got the directions she slowly made her way to class while ignoring everyone who came up to her.
She got to her classroom and walked straight to the back of the class to find a seat. She found a seat in the far left corner of the class by the window. She sat down, rested her head on her hand and just stared out the window. All she ever did was look out of the window. She could've made a friend but she thought that friends were a waste of time, she thought that friends always come with drama and dealing with drama was stupid and childish to her.
As the days go on she's been noticing herself feel more and more different. Ever since that day she's been noticing a change in her. Her skin has gotten pale with a slight purple tint and her eyes would have a faded glow of red coming from being her light brown irises. Ever since Simon had told her the truth, she's been becoming more and more of a monster.
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"Marce, when you were younger you were very sick and weak. You couldn't even digest the food that was given to you and you were so close from losing your life." Simon quickly stated.
"Okay I get it I was weak, so what's your point?" She practically yelled at him.
"My point is... I had to give you an elixir for the first two years of your life. Without it you would've died." Silence filled the air around them.
"Hahaha nice one Simon you almost had me there."
"MARCELINE, this is not a joke. The reason you blacked out is because the elixir was bonded with a magical substance and you somehow tapped into your magic ability that was too powerful for you to control. In other words, you're a mutant."
"But people black out all the time when under a lot of stress" Marceline said frantically while trying to find another reason, "I'm not a mutant, I was just lucky to have lived this long... right?"
Simon just sat there looking at Marceline, "I'm sorry kiddo but that's not what happened. You are capable of many things now and like a wise man once said, "with great power comes great responsibility." That's why I want to help you control your power by training with me" Simon reached over to hold Marceline's hand, but before he could touch her she quickly pulled away and raced to the door. "MARCELINE! I don't want you to get hurt so come to me when you're ready to train" she paused for a second then opened the front door and slammed it shut.
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A few weeks went by and she still hadn't made any friends. Everyday she would do the same thing: wake up, go to school, go home then go to sleep.
About six weeks past and she noticed a boy with long black hair reading a comic book in her algebra class. He was reading Hambo the Hero, her favorite comic.
"I love that comic" Marceline whispered to herself.
"huh? Did you say something?" the boy asked.
Marceline panicked as he turned to look at her with his piercing gaze, "... Uh... That c-comic book is one of my, uh, favorites" she said with a stutter.
"really?... Cool, I just started reading it a while ago" he said as he turned his head to continue reading his comic book.
For the rest of the day Marceline couldn't think straight. She tried her best to focus but all she could think about was the comic boy. She liked his hair and his voice so much that when she would think of him her face would get so red and warm.
"What the- , am I blushing?" Marceline thought to herself, "No, I can't be... I don't even know that idiots name"
The next day Marceline gained the courage to talk to the comic boy. She walked over to him and stood in front of his desk.
"Uh... Hey" Marceline said with sweaty palms.
Comic boy looked up from his Hambo the Hero comic, "Oh, Hey"
Marceline's face began to turn red, "I'm M-Marceline"
Comic boy chuckled before he responded, "It's nice to meet you M-Marcelline" he said with a playful tone.
Marceline's face got redder than before, not bashfully but with anger, as she crossed her arms she said "I could spoil the ending to Hambo the Hero"
"Wait!" Comic boy said as he jumped out of his seat, "please don't do that to me, everyone always does that to me"
Marceline turned around with a devious grin, "then don't mock me" then she punched him in the arm.
"ssssstt ouch-ha-ha, kitty's got claws" Marshal said with a wink.
"Can ya not? I just wanted to say hi and you're already making a bad first impression" Marceline said as she sat in her desk.
"Don't hate the player, hate the game" Marshall argued.
"Whatever, it's nice to meet you" Marceline said as she put her hand out to shake his hand.
"Oooh look! You have manners" Marshall said as he sat back down and rested his head on his hand.
"Hambo ends up-"
"Ok! ok. I give, I give" he finally reached out to shake her hand.
"I hope you know that I helped create that comic book" Marceline said as she smiled showing off her snaggletooth.
Marshall looked at Marceline as if she were crazy, "no you didn't... did you? "
"Yup, a family friend wrote it and used me as his inspiration"
"Okay, he sounds like a pedo bear" Marshall said with a disgusted tone.
Marceline got angry at his comment and calmly said, "if you ever insult my family again I will end you"
"I gotta say, you're really cute when you're angry" Marshall said with a wink.
Marceline's anger quickly faded away when she heard Marshal's compliment, "uh... thanks? "
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After four classes it was finally lunch time. Marceline made her way to the cafeteria and got her lunch. She was on her way to an empty table like she does everyday.
"Yo! Marceline! come sit over here!"
Marceline quickly scanned the room and saw Marshall waving at her. She waved back as she traveled across the cafeteria to sit with Marshall and his friend.
"It took ya long enough to get here, grandpa" said Marshall.
"The only reason I slowed down was because I could smell the fungus on your feet" Marceline said as she sat across from the two kids.
"Haha, is that your best excuse?" said Marshall.
"Excuse? No way, man. It's a fact"
"Hahaha, you guys seem really close. Is this your girlfriend, Marshall?" Said a boy with blonde hair and a white hat.
"Nah, but she digs me, can't you tell?"said Marshall.
Marceline's face got red from embarrassment, "NO I DON'T!" She sternly said.
"Woah, calm down Marceline. It was only a joke" said Marshall, "by the way, this is Finn, my servant"
"Hey, cut it out, man" said Finn, "you must be bonkers if you think I'm gonna be your servant"
"Wow, you guys really don't know how to take a joke" Marshall said as he raised his hands in defeat.
"I can take a joke, I just don't like being made fun of" Finn shyly said.
"Same here but i can fight back" Marceline said as she crossed her arms.
"Is that so? Miss hambo the hero" Marshall said with a laugh.
"Yup I would like to suggest that you tone it down a bit because you don't even want to know what i did to end up going to school here" she said with a straight face. her comment made both the boys tremble as they sat in silence.
"Did you like, kill someone?" Finn said with wide eyes.
"Dude, you don't know me. Besides, it's none of your business." Marceline said as she started to eat her lunch. She wanted to tell them but was afraid that they might not talk to her again. So instead of risking the friends she just made she decided to keep it to herself.
"I told you she was feisty" Marshall said quietly to his friend but loud enough for Marceline to hear him.
"Ugh, I haven't even known you for 24 hours and you're already causing problems" Marceline stated.
"just wait he gets worse" finn said as he blocks his mouth to try to make his statement more "private".
*WACK*
"ouch! that hurt" finn said as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Eh" marshall said as he shrugged.
"So… what do you guys do for fun?" marceline said before she chugged her soda. both boys looked at each other then to marceline. "oh boy"
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"Dude, just go" Marshall said as he lightly pushed finn.
"I dont know man its been a while since I've done this" said Finn.
"What exactly are we doing?" Marceline asked.
"This is called hallway swimming" Finn said before he fell to the ground and started pushing his body from locker to locker. it looked as if finn was doing infinite flips.
"Not bad bruhda" Marshall said with a toothy grin, "okay your turn Marceline"
"Wai- what?" Marceline said as Marshall and Finn got her to the ground. She started out slow but then picked up speed as she went on. She started going faster and faster. she then got tired and stopped.
"Bro, how did you do that?" asked Finn curiously.
"What? Did i do it wrong?"
"No you went crazy fast that it almost looked like you were a race car on the track" marshall answered before Finn could.
Marceline freaked out thinking that her secret would slip out, " Uh… I uh used to do track back in middle school" she quickly spat out. "Nice save" she thought to herself.
"Oh well that makes sense" finn said.
*RING RING*
The bell rang to notify the students that lunch was over.
"Well… I uh gotta go" Marceline said before taking off. "That was too close. I gotta avoid them from now on or else I might hurt them too" Marceline then went to her locker to get her things and left home early.
On her way back she kept thinking about how she would be able to hide her little secret. "Okay I have to start skipping algebra and I could go eat lunch somewhere else... but what will happen if they do find me again?"
The troubled teen made her way back home, but when she went to open the door she noticed that it was already unlocked. There was only one explanation to why the door was open... Dad is home.
