"Do I seriously have to do this?" questioned the newer student as LSP and Talasi walked with her to her next class.

"Yes! This plan is a sure thing! There's no way it could possibly fail!" said a very excited Luella.

"So you think if I, by some off chance, get Marceline to hang out with 'me' more she'll automatically assume that you want to get to know her better and make your move?"

"That's it!"

"...Oh no, yeah. There's no way a plan like this could back fire at all." said Bonnibel sarcastically.

"Just do it. Besides I said if it actually worked I'd owe you one!"

The pink hair girl sighed as she stood outside the door of her home economics class with her arms crossed as she stared at her new 'friends'.

"You should know this isn't my sort of 'thing'."

"It may not be, but you have a better chance to lure Marceline in than LSP." said Talasi as she pushed her glasses up.

"Shut up! Listen, just follow the plan and it'll all work out okay, girl?"

Bonnibel gave a dry chuckle before turning towards her door, "Whatever you say."

She softly closed the door behind her as she thought about this so-called 'plan' of Luella's. It's not as if she's been purposely acting so rude towards her acquaintances, it's just she doesn't like and/or care for idiotic things such as these. Again, another thing she never really cared for. Had she herself ever gotten into a relationship, or even liked someone for that matter, she wouldn't act all love drunk and mushy when it came down to it. Sure, she's been asked out before and sure, she's known many people to actually have a crush on her. Sometimes from both sexes, but those people never really caught her interest. So, for her new 'friend' to ask such a favor of her was a big deal.

"I swear.. how did I manage to get myself wrapped up in a plot like this?" she questioned to herself as she laid her head on the desk.

She could hear the finally bell ring over the intercom as well as the feet of a few passing students making their way to their desks. She could hear the heels of her teacher walking in slowly before her voice spoke up.

"Hello, class." said the kind elderly woman.

"Hello, Mrs. Tree Trunks." said the class in unison.

Bonnibel finally lifted her head and rested her chin upon her palm and looked blankly at the board before her. The only thing on her mind was this stupid plan, she couldn't believe they actually forced her into doing it for their own selfish gain. Honestly, how dumb could this plan be? It's not as if Marceline is just gonna come strolling by and walk in wanting to- suddenly the door opened.

"Oh, Ms. Abadeer. How can I help you?" questioned the teacher with a smile.

The senior pulled on her back pack strings as she handed the woman a piece of paper, "Class transfer. Orders from the top."

"Class transfer? But weren't you in my class last year?"

"No ma'am. That was my brother, Marshall."

"Oh! No wonder he used to get so mad when I called him Marceline."

"I have to say you were an influence on him when he finally decided to cut his hair." laughed the dark haired girl.

"Oh, well. As you know this class is double seating and requires a lot of partner work."

"I do."

"Please, pick a partner and a seat. I'll be sure to look at this before the class is over and write you in the book."

"You got it, Mrs. T T"

Hazel eyes scanned the room for a place to sit, there were several empty seats next to several girls and boys who seemed almost a bit anxious to have the senior sit next to them, but there was only one seat that truly caught her eye. Her black shoes scrapped against the tiles as her hand reached out to knock on the hard wooded, double seater desk. Bonnibel honestly couldn't believe it. She chose the seat next to hers.

"Hey. This seat taken?" asked Marceline with a smirk.

"No."

"Awesome."

The older girl dropped her backpack onto the floor next to her feet and brushed her bangs out of her hair. Bonnie still couldn't believe it. Of all the classes, of all the times, of all the girls to sit by, it all ended up with her. She honestly didn't mind it, she did like talking to the senior a lot, but it was all still baffling to her that this was all actually happening.

"Hey" whispered Marceline as she nudged the junior.

"Do you ever say anything other than 'hey' to me when you wanna talk?" whispered the girl back.

"I could say princess."

"Don't push it." smirked the junior as she sat back.

Marceline chuckled before scooting a bit closer to the pink haired girl, "guess what."

"What?"

"Even if you had a partner they would've been shit out of luck."

"And why is this?"

"I would've told them to beat it."

"And you believe someone would listen to you?"

"Well, yeah. Almost everyone does."

"For you information, not everyone will. Prime example; me. I wouldn't just 'beat it' if you told me to."

"Who ever said I would've told you to leave?"

Bonnibel cocked an eyebrow as her smile grew, "If I didn't know any better I'd swear you were almost flirting with me, Ms. Abadeer."

"Way to be confident, what makes you assume?"

"Someone who wanted to be friends don't say things like that."

"Well I'm playing in a whole new game you don't know about."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah."

"What makes you assume that I don't know how this works?"

"Cause I've never seen someone blush so quickly."

Bonnibel's confidence was swiped clean as she put her hands to her face and sure enough should could feel heat radiating from her cheeks. She then slightly turned her face away and crossed her arms.

'How is this even possible!?' thought the girl to herself, 'I don't blush! I never blush! Yet she's managed to make me blush so easily when we first met and now! I don't understand!'

Suddenly she felt a tap against her foot, she glanced over to her new partner who motioned for a paper that laid out on the table in front of them. Scribbled on it were some words, she leaned forward and brought the paper closer for her to read.

By the way, you were almost right.

Was all the paper said. It took some time for her to realize what she was almost right about, but as she was about to turn to talk to her friend once again, a paper was being passed back to her. She grabbed the stack, took a sheet, and continued it down the way behind her. She reached over into her backpack and quickly took out a pen, normally she would've been taking notes or paying attention to what was going on, but these were one of those rare exceptions. After writing down what she needed to, she swiped the paper to her left, and Marceline sat up to read what was written.

By the way, thanks for pointing out my blushing. Jerk.

The senior couldn't help but smile before she wrote again on the paper and slid it back to the girl so she could read it.

It's not a bad thing. Take it as a compliment Jesus :p

Bonnibel could feel her blush get deeper, but she tried her best to hide it while she replied and passed the paper back.

A compliment? How could that be taken as a compliment?

Soon their conversation just continued going on, back and forth, through their own written words.

Cause you're cuter when you blush.

Would you stop that!? Besides! You have a boyfriend, remember!?

Doesn't mean I always like him.

Didn't you just tell me earlier that you two have been together for a
year?

We have, but things aren't perfect.

Well.. do they have to be?

No. I mean..trust me I'm normally not one to open about my relationships or what goes on at all, but I feel like I can be open with you. I'm sorry if this seems like I'm dumping this all on you at once and honestly so suddenly, but I'm really not happy anymore. Ash is just.. he's a jerk. Not like me jerk, I mean an actual jerk. He used to be nice and all that, but lately.. I just.. I don't know. I feel like I don't love him anymore or that I could love him anymore. I don't want you to think that me kinda flirting with you is just something that doesn't matter, by the way. You're honestly a cute girl and you're cool and I want to get to know you better, I just.. I don't know I'm rambling now. Again, I'm sorry for dumping this all on you at one time, it isn't fair. I swear I'm normally not like this at all, it isn't who I am..

Then who are you? You're not dumping this all on me at once, I don't mind being an open ear to those who need it.. I guess I just want to get a better understanding of who you are too. So, again, who are you?

It took quite some time for Marceline to actually reply. She sat there with the paper in front of her and tried her best to figure out how to respond. It wasn't until right before the bell rang when the senior replied. She quickly packed her stuff and headed out the door suddenly to her next class without another word. Bonnibel put her things away, grabbed the paper, and glanced down at it as she made her way to the door. A few answers were actually written. All of them scribbled out, but still legible.

- A student
- A nobody
- A rebel without a cause

Finally at the bottom of the page a clear answer was written and something she could finally understand.

A kid who just really loves music.

Bonnibel had heard people refer to themselves as many things in their life times to her, but for some reason this answer felt a bit more honest to her than anything else she had ever heard. She then heard footsteps approaching beside her and she quickly hid the paper, when she glanced up she saw it was Talasi and Luella. She plastered the best smile she could as they finally met up with her.

"So, we like saw Marceline enter your class! Did you two talk?" asked Luella excitedly.

"Yeah, we did." said Bonnibel with a calm tone.

"And?"

The pink haired girl shrugged as she headed towards her next class, "Not much was said. Maybe next time."

The two girls followed close behind discussing the plan for 'next time' as they all walked to their next classes. Every so often, Bonnibel would pipe in a few words when asked questions or opinions, but she wasn't paying much attention. The words exchanged between her and the older girl still played out through her head, she hadn't had a deep conversation like that with someone in a long time and for it to happen so suddenly still kind of took her back a bit. As she rounded a corner with her two acquaintances close behind she saw Marceline and Ash arguing.

"What's wrong with you? You were fine earlier!" he said as he looked at his girlfriend in disbelief.

"Look, I have a lot on my mind right now, alright? I think you could respect that."

"You know I do babe, you just gotta let me in once in a while." said the boy as he tried to get closer only to be pushed away quickly.

"Maybe I'm tired of letting you in."

"You're fucking kidding me right?"

"No I'm not fucking kidding you! I said I didn't want you touch me. I don't want anyone to touch me right now, alright?"

"You can be a real bitch sometimes, Mar."

"Then so be it, I'm a bitch, Ash. But if you don't remember when we met, I never said I wasn't a bitch." she pushed the boy aside and continued to walk to her class.

She didn't even notice the junior standing there watching the whole scene play out, but Bonnibel did notice the stress Marceline was under. Somehow though, she felt like that was partly her fault.


*Two Months Later*

Through repeated failed attempts for LSP to get to talk to Marceline, Luella had basically given up. She had even managed to bump into the senior in the hall way at one point, but again failed to keep a steady conversation with her flowing. She tried to talk about music - none of their tastes matched, she tried to talk about instruments - she didn't know a single thing about instruments, she tried to talk about movies - Luella isn't big into horror, she even tried talking about shoes - that's where Marceline knew nothing. And finally the dark hair girl gave a 'I'll see you later' kind of goodbye and left the junior.

"I just don't think it's ever going to happen." said a rather upset LSP as she laid her head against her desk.

The three girls sat in their last period class and waited for the bell to ring, Bonnibel of course was the only one still doing her work instead of socializing.

"Don't worry, girl! It's sure to happen! You just gotta keep trying!" said Talasi as she patted her best friend's back.

"Ugh! If it was sure to happen it would've happened by now!"

"I just say, let things come as they may." said Bonnibel as she turned a page in her book.

"Come as they wha?" replied LSP genuinely confused.

Bonnie sighed before pushing up her glasses and looking at her friend, "Come as they may. It's basically like just let things fall into place."

"Yeah, like I'll ever get an opportunity like that!"

Finally the bell rang and all of the students packed up their belongings. The three friends left together and began to discuss whether or not they should go back to someones house to study or go to that new cafe that was built down the street from the school when suddenly a rather large crowd was huddled by the courtyard.

"Oh my god, a fight! Let's go!" Luella exclaimed as she pushed Talasi and Bonnibel forward.

The three girls managed to push their way into the circle and witness who was actually arguing. It was Ash and Marceline.

"Fuck you, Ash! I didn't ask to be put on the spot like this! I swear you just like the attention!"

"Oh, I just like the attention? You were the one who started yelling in the first place!"

"Because you weren't listening! Because you never listen!"

"What's going on?" Talasi asked another student.

"Marceline is breaking up with Ash!"

Bonnibel over heard and glanced at her friend and hoping she was okay.

"I bet you're just so quick to throw away relationships when they aren't going your way! That's the reason you can never keep one!"

"I can't keep them because I always pick to be with assholes like you!"

"Well then I feel sorry for the other people you've dated!"

"Whatever! Just come by my house later alright? I still have a bunch of your shit I'm sick of looking at." Marceline turned to leave when suddenly Ash spoke up.

"And I still have your virginity!"

Marceline stopped dead in her tracks as she heard the crowd 'Ooh!' and other murmurs going about. She clenched her fists tightly and her jaw tightened. She turned back around and gave a deep huff before a smirk came on her face to match Ash's.

"Oh? I didn't know anyone would count the five minutes of you squirming around as sex! Sorry to break it to you, but I don't count you anything more than a two pump chump!"

As clear as day you could see the young man's ego crumble and crash all around him, his smirk soon faded as he gazed down onto the floor. Marceline now stood in all her glory as people began to laugh at her ex boyfriend. Suddenly, he made a move and threw an article of clothing down that he had in his backpack. It was an older white shirt and she reached down to pick it up.

"By the way, you left your shirt in my car after you blew me this past weekend." Ash announced, his pride back on top as he watched the girl pick up the shirt.

Marceline looked at the shirt and suddenly disgust grew on her face, she glanced up at the young man and turned the shirt around to show him the clothing.

"I'm sorry, but since when is my name Jaime?"

"What?"

"On the collar it says the name Jaime. If you planned on keeping the fact that you cheated on me a secret, next time try picking up a shirt that's actually mine."

"Shit.."

Marceline threw down the shirt and proceeded to leave the circle. Everyone watched the young man exit with the walk of shame out to the parking lot, there wasn't a single person not gossiping about what was going on. The only one who didn't stay to actually talk though was Bonnibel. She went after Marceline to make sure she was alright. She entered a building and glanced down every hallway looking to see if she could actually find the girl. It wasn't until she heard banging that she actually did. She turned a left and saw the senior punching a set of lockers and creating rather large dents in them.

"Marceline! Stop!" Bonnibel cried out as she dropped her books.

Her smaller hands grabbing on to the bruised ones as she managed to get her friend to stop. She could feel the older girl shaking, her head lowered, but she didn't bother to look at the junior. Bonnibel glanced down and looked at the swollen hands and rubbed them gently, she didn't know much about what happened, but she could at least help her friend out. She reached into her backpack and pulled out her cold water bottle and placed it to the red, warm skin. Marceline finally manged to turn around and place her body weight against the now permanently damaged metal.

"This won't help much, but it'll at least help the swelling for right now." said Bonnibel quietly.

"How do you know.."

"I have a brother, he used to play football. I'd have to wrap up his injuries every now and again.."

The two girls stayed silent as the junior did all that she could to help the older girl's hands. They could hear distant footsteps of other students leaving as well as some teachers who managed to get their work done in time for an early evening. Bonnibel would glance up at the girl sometimes, she could see hazel eyes glancing back at hers before she looked back down. After a few more minutes, the pink haired girl put down the water bottle and felt the girls knuckles.

"Well, you're lucky. You didn't manage to break or fracture anything even though you were punching pretty hard. I'd just try to see if you can exercise your hands for a bit when you get home and if they keep hurting ice them and call your d-"

Suddenly, Bonnibel was cut off as a pair of warm lips met with hers. She was honestly speechless and frozen, the older girls lips left hers momentarily. Hazel eyes glanced down into blue ones before their lips met again. Bruised hands cupped the soft face gently while smaller hands clenched onto an older band t-shirt. The junior, after some time, began to kiss back and closed her eyes tightly as a blush formed against her cheeks. The kiss wasn't deep, but there was a spark there, definitely something special. Finally, they both pulled away.

The two stared at each other for a few more moments, what brought them back to reality was another teacher leaving their room to go home. Marceline bent down and picked up Bonnibel's books before reaching into her back pocket for her keys.

"Need a ride home?"

The pink haired girl just nodded and followed behind her friend out of the hallway and out to the parking lot. She didn't know what to think or do at the moment, all she knew is she was ready for a long nap.


The black car pulled up in front of the empty Blythe house. The two girls had remained quiet on the drive and not a single word was said, the senior didn't even turn on the radio as she cruised through the streets. Bruised hands finally turned off the engine and the friends just sat there. Neither knew what to say or how to react to one another. They hadn't known each other that long and neither did something as bold as that before. Finally, Marceline got of the car and walked around the front. Bonnibel watched and gathered her books and backpack together, she was surprised to see the older girl open her door for her so politely.

"Thank you." she said quietly as she stepped out.

The black haired girl pushed her bangs back and sat on the hood of her car with her hands in her pockets, the junior stood a few feet away with her eyes glued to her books and weight shifted onto her right leg. They knew someone had to say something, but the thing was - what?

Bonnibel felt a hand reach out and pull her closer, Marceline stood at full height and rested their foreheads together. The shorter girl could feel her heart race pick up and a blush growing on her cheeks and ears.

"Can.. Can I kiss you again?" asked the senior.

Blue eyes looked up and the mood stayed calm. Again, a bruised hand cupped a soft cheek and lips met in a sweet and soft kiss. Both girls responding quicker than they had before. When they pulled away Bonnibel gave a sigh.

"That wasn't how I pictured my first kiss.."

"Wait.. That was your first kiss?"

The shorter girl nodded, "Congratulations."

"Are you being sarcastic or actually congratulating me?"

"A little of both."

The senior gave a light chuckle as she scratched the back of her neck, "Well then thank you, might I say you're an excellent kisser?"

"You may." joked Bonnibel.

The two stayed quiet again for a few more moments, the only sounds being heard were of passing cars, people riding their bikes, or birds chirping up above. The younger girl decided it was time for her to go inside and do her homework, but just as she turned to leave a hand lightly stopped her.

"Wait."

Bonnibel turned and looked at her friend, "Yeah?"

"I mean.. Well.. I.."

"You..?"

Marceline sighed before fidgeting with her nails, "I know this is kinda sudden to say considering I just got out of a relationship.."

"Uh huh.."

"I was wondering if maybe.. I don't know.. would you wanna do something sometime?"

"Are you asking me on a date or asking me to hang out?"

The senior blushed a bit before meeting blue eyes, "A-A date..?"

The pink haired girl bit her inner lip as she pondered her response, she walked closer the senior and gave a smile, "No."

Marceline was rather surprised, "No?"

"No."


A/N: Oh! A first kiss and a reject? Dang these two girls need to get it together! I'm feeling on a roll lately so I may even work on the next chapter while you guys read this.. who knows? Maybe I'll have that one up tomorrow night too! I'm really trying to get as much as I can out to you guys in between working on my cosplays (which are almost done ah ha!) So how about some hate for that ending? ;D