Whoo. Saturday already. That week flew in. :D You guys have no idea how much I want to upload all the chapters I've written but I need to limit myself or else I'll just run out.

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Things had been going smoothly for the siblings since they'd moved to Ooo. It had been a month since they had started at Billy Hero High School and neither of them had ditched once. They had both made a promise to take this school year seriously and they were going to stick to it. But then again Marshall had always said that they don't find trouble, trouble finds them and no matter what way you looked at it, they were in trouble.

It all started at lunch one day at the beginning of November. Marceline was sitting at the table while her brother bought something to eat. She was bored. Behaving herself in school was always so boring to her. As she absently ate some of her sandwich she watched as Marshall made his way back to their table. She saw something enter her field of vision but it wasn't until the item connected with Marshall did she realise it was pudding. The brown dessert was all down the front of his blue t-shirt. Everyone in the cafeteria went silent, waiting for him to react.

"Oh Glob man I'm so sorry! I was aiming for him."

Marceline looked to see one the juniors (Finn maybe?) stand up and point to the stocky, blonde kid standing near Marshall. Marshall walked over and placed his tray onto the table before picking up his own cup of pudding and throwing it at Finn. The kid that Finn had originally been aiming at threw some milk which missed Marshall and landed right onto Marceline's head. That was the last straw.

The two groups were at war with one another throwing any food around them. Everyone in the cafeteria joined in. Food flew from one side of the room to the other. Splattering against the walls and the tables. Not one person in the cafeteria was safe. The noise from the crowd of hyper students completely drowned out Principal Mint.

"What in the name of Glob is going on here!?" His eyes were wide with shock as he took in the chaos unfolding before him. Everyone froze and stared at their Principal. He stood there waiting for someone to explain. "I won't hesitate to punish each and every one of you if I don't receive an explanation." He stated sternly. After what felt like an eternity, Finn finally spoke up.

"It was me sir. I threw the first bit of food." He looked guiltily down at his shoes.

"Yeah I kinda helped start it too. Sorry sir." Jake owned up also.

Marceline could feel most of the eyes in the room on her and Marshall. They were waiting to see what they'd do. It was a good question. She really didn't feel like getting into trouble. But there was a small part inside of her that felt bad for pinning all this on those two. A very small part.

"Us too sir." Marshall said finally, gesturing to himself and then to Marceline.

Gee, thanks! Marceline thought quickly.

"Right! All of you go and get cleaned up and meet me in my office immediately."

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It was hard for Marceline not to laugh at the situation as she showered in the locker room of the gym. It was the only exciting thing to happen to her in over a month. She smirked as she brushed her waist length hair in the mirror. 'Finally some excitement'

She met with Marshall in front of Mr Mint's office and waited for the other two to join them. Once they did the four of them entered the office. The two boys held their heads down, keeping their gaze away from both Mr Mint and the two siblings.

"I don't know what that was about in the cafeteria but I don't want it to happen again." Mr Mint's voice was severely stern, causing even Marceline to flinch a little. "I'm surprised at you two." This was directed at the two boys. "And I believe I told you two to be on your best behaviour. You have been doing well until today. Don't let it happen again. You will all be given detention from today onwards until the end of the week. Ensure you're all there on time. Now, go to class." His voice had a sense of finality to it.

Each one of them felt glum as they left the office. Today was Tuesday meaning that they all had four days of detention. Marceline nodded to her brother before turning and heading towards her next class. It was awkward as she realised that the kid, Finn, was walking the same way as her. He kept pace with her, looking like he had something to say. She couldn't get to her class fast enough and entered the room quickly to escape the dweeb.

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When the end of school bell rang, waking Marceline from her snooze, she groaned as she realised she wasn't able to leave. She made her way to the room allocated for detention. It was just the four of them there plus the teacher whose feet were placed on the desk as he read his newspaper.

Marshall sat at the far side of the room near the windows while the other two were seated on the opposite side. Marceline joined Marshall as he slurped his drink and stared out the window looking at all the other kids going home.

It was 5:20 when the teacher told them he had to pop out for a bit. If he wasn't back by 5:30 they could go. The boredom they all felt was immense since they weren't really allowed to talk. Marshall had been playing with his cup for about a half hour, banging it against his hand and then the table. At first it was annoying, but Finn and Jake could begin to hear a rhythm forming from his movement of the cup. They both stared at his hands as they moved flawlessly.

Marceline was also listening to her brother's music. It was soothing. Her feet were placed on the desk and she allowed her head to lean over the back of the chair, her hair cascading down towards the floor. She couldn't say why she did it or where it came from, but suddenly her mouth was open. The words were flowing perfectly with the beat of the cup. For that moment she forgot where she was. She allowed the music to take over.

I got my ticket for the long way 'round
Two bottle a whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I'm leaving tomorrow, whatd'ya say?

When I'm gone
When I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me by my hair
You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

I got my ticket for the long way 'round
The one with prettiest of views
Its got mountains, it's got rivers
Its got sights to give you shivers
But it sure would be prettier with you

When I'm gone
When I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me by my walk
You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

As soon as she finished, reality came crashing back around her. She sat back up in her seat and looked around at the others. All three of them were staring right at her. Marshall had a smirk on his face while the other two were in a state of pure shock. Marceline's performance had been quite unexpected, even for her.

Shooting a glance towards the clock which read 5:29, she grabbed her bag from the floor and nearly sprinted out of the room, shooting Finn and Jake a death glare on her way out. Her face was quickly turning a deep red colour. Marshall took his bag with him as he went to follow his sister. He gave both Finn and Jake a small nod on his way out. It was hard for him not to laugh at the look of shock plastered on both their faces.

Marceline had the car started by the time Marshall left the school. The drive home was eerily silent. Marshall wanted to tell her the song was great but he had a feeling she didn't want to talk about it.

Both siblings were exceptionally talented when it came to music. There really weren't many instruments that, between them, they couldn't play. But this talent also included singing. It was just that Marceline didn't sing in front of people that often. So her little slip in detention was like a normal person telling a stranger one of their deepest secrets.

Once they arrived home, Marceline went straight to bed. Marshall, deciding that talking to her would be pointless, went to make something to soothe his hunger. After a couple of hours he felt it was safe to enter the lion's den.

Opening the door slowly, he peeked in inside. Marceline's room was naturally dark. The walls were a deep crimson and the outside light was blocked out by a black-out blind. In the corner was a desk that held her laptop and currently had clothes strewn across the top of it, as well as the chair beside it. Opposite the desk was Marcy's red axe-bass, leaning up against the wall. Beside it was a small amp and a keyboard mounted on a stand.

His eyes finally fell upon his sister. She lay face down on her double bed, her head shoved into her pillow. For a moment he thought she was asleep.

"Do you ever knock?" Her voice was muffled slightly by the pillow. Marshall snorted, making his way into the room.

She groaned as Marshall jumped onto her bed, disturbing her peace. Slowly she rolled herself over to face him.

"So I came up here to ask you if you wanted to talk about it but by the look you're giving me I'm guessing not."

It was Marceline's turn to snort. "You wanted to talk? Now I'm beginning to think you are my therapist."

"Yeah I guess talk isn't the right word. You okay?"

She sighed. "I guess. I just can't believe I sang in front of those two dweebs. Ugh whatever. I blame you."

"Ha. I knew you would. Don't sweat it. They're just two people. No biggie."

"Yeah you're right. I can always beat them up anyways." They both laughed. She wouldn't just beat the crap out of them for no reason. She could've, but she wouldn't. "Make me some food?"

"Yeah I already did. It's in the microwave"

Marceline hopped off her bed and went down to the kitchen, the events of the day slowly drifting from her memory.

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"I'm telling you guys they're not as bad you think." Finn explained to the group as they all chilled in the tree house in Finn and Jake's back garden. He had just finished telling them about the incident in detention.

"I don't know Finn. Them getting put in detention so quickly after transferring only further proves that they're not good people to be around." PB was finding it very hard to believe that someone like Marceline Abadeer could possess a voice 'like an angel' as Jake had put it.

"But they didn't really start it. We did. Look all I'm saying is maybe we were a little hasty when we judged them."

"I don't think so. I mean it's not like they were tripping over themselves to make friends or anything." Fionna argued.

"Jake help me on this." Finn pleaded.

"Meh? Sure her voice was pretty awesome but you saw that look she gave us on her way out. I'm pretty sure it was a 'don't you dare mention this to anybody or I'll kill you' look. She's scary man."

Finn rolled his eyes at his friends. Maybe they didn't believe him but he knew there was something more to those two. He just didn't know what it was.

Chapter 2 title song: Here We Go Again- Paramore. :)