A/N: Heyo! I've been listening to alot of OneRepublic and let me just say, This fic will probably have many more of their songs sooo...
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Marceline trudged through the empty hallway, already half an hour late to first period because of the sudden storm cutting all the power from her house, essentially stopping her alarm clock from going off.
As soon as she walked through the door to her Maths class she felt all eyes on her, judging her for ruining their attendance and whatnot.
"Storm cut my electric off." Marceline informed the teacher, Miss McHallam. She was, behind simon, one of the best teachers at this school and Marceline was incredible lucky to have her for four years.
"Alright, take a seat and just bear with me. The weather seems to have taken it out on some of the school's electric supply as well." The slightly damp teen smirked, following the teacher to where one of the schools technician's was sat, slightly confused, reading a manual.
"You know, if you just plug the yellow spark plug into that little hole over there and switch that white button on next to the red one, it should work." The technician, Mark, did as she said and suddenly, the projector buzzed to life. Miss McHallam smiled and patted Marceline on the back.
"Good job Marce, i can always count on you." Marceline shrugged and sat down in the only open chair which was, unfortunately, next to Bonnibel.
"Hey, princess?" Bonnie continued to take notes and ignored the constant tapping of the girl next to her.
"Stop it." She finally hissed, turning her head and glaring daggers at Marceline. "I cant believe i have to be tutored by you."
Marceline opened the door and immediately knew that Simon wanted her to do something for him; He was stood, in the doorway, with a grin on his face.
"What is it now?" Simon's smiled dropped as Marceline leant against the door frame, a bored expression on her face.
"Your chaperoning Bonnibel's trip to the mall, she doesn't know where to go yet and I'd like you to make some friends." Marceline opened her mouth to say something before Simon cur her off. "Clothes are on the bed and you need a shower."
Marceline knocked on the door to Bonnibel's house and waited. She was wearing a white shirt, black skinnie jeans, black best and black converse. As soon as Bonnibel opened the door Marceline immediately knew that she was going to be mocked for the rest of her life.
"Well...don't you clean up nicely?" Marceline wavered slightly, staying silent as she stared down at the floor. Honestly, she felt so small under Bonnibel's gaze now that she was basically her butler for the day. "I hope you haven't brought your truck." The pinkette muttered, looking over at the road where she found absolutely no car.
"I borrowed my brothers Ferrari California actually, its round the corner." Bonnibel nodded and followed Marceline towards a rather gorgeous black car. It had a red leather interior and as Marceline opened the door for her, she knew that she was about to arrive in style.
"So, you have a truck and your brother has this?" Marceline started the engine up and sighed, looking over at bonnibel as she spoke.
"If you really want to know, the truck is my second car. I have a black dodge viper in the car shop a few miles from here with my name on it, just need to save up and keep paying it off." Marceline explained with a smile, setting off towards the mall. "baby goes from nought to sixty in 3.4 seconds and her top speed is 202 miles per hour."
"So you're into cars i guess?" Marceline nodded as she stopped at a set of traffic lights, groaning when someone over took them.
As Marceline parked the car into one of the empty spaces in the Mall's Parking lot she turned the engine off and got out, walking around the car to open Bonnibel's door.
"So, where are your friends meeting you?" Marceline asked, following Bonnibel to the main entrance.
"I...don't actually know." The younger girl reached into her pocket and pulled out a light pink phone with little stick on gems. "She hasn't even texted me yet, i best tell them we'll be waiting in Starbucks." Bonnibel looked over at Marceline who groaned and set off inside the large building. The pale teen lead Bonnibel towards the Starbucks and got them both a vanilla coffee while they waited for Ellen and Pippa.
"Hey Bonnie!" The familiar voice of Ellen called from behind them as Bonnibel finished her coffee. Then, Ellen noticed Marceline who was now playing Angry Birds on her phone and smirked when she saw what she was wearing. "Wow, you got Marceline to play Butler for you?" Marceline just rolled her eyes and looked up from her black and red phone, a frown on her face.
"I'm not her butler, Simon's paying me to chaperone this trip so she doesn't get lost or die or something. I'm doing it for the money." Bonnibel felt...something when she heard this, of course she already knew that her mother had originally paid simon to do it instead but apparently he couldn't do it. Still, Bonnie didn't like this feeling one bit and immediately rose from her chair, grabbing the now empty cup and throwing it in a nearby bin.
"Let's go."
Bonnibel finally said goodbye to her friends and followed Marceline outside to the car, smiling when Marceline opened her door once again.
"I'm sorry they treated you like a servant, Ellen just gets...prissy." The older girl snorted and adjusted her vest before starting the car and heading home. "Marceline..?" She was still just a little curious about what was in that box last week and it seemed that it was now or never. "What..exactly was in that box?"
"You really want to know?" Marceline asked, a smile forming on her lips as she turned the car around and headed the complete opposite direction to Bonnibel's house. She stopped a few minutes later outside what Bonnibel presumed was her house.
"Okay," Bonnibel breathed as Marceline opened the front door and let her in. "What are we doing in your house?"
"No questions. Go upstairs, first door on your left." With that Marceline walked into another room, leaving Bonnibel to follow marceline's directions.
As soon as she got to the door she knew it was Marceline's room; there were skulls and black hearts scribbled across the door. Bonnibel walked in and immediately her jaw dropped open. Marceline's room was next to, what looked like, a sound booth.
"Bonnibel?" The pinkette jumped at the loudness of Marceline's voice before noticing that the girl was stood on the other side of the window. "Flick the blue switch down and put the headphones on." Bonnibel did as she said and put the headphones over her ears, smiling when Marceline began fiddling with the laptop in the corner. "Alright, i don't usually let people listen to my music but since i was an ass to you yesterday..." The pale teen trailed off as she once again began to check the computer.
"So, you make music?" Bonnibel asked, pressing the button labelled 'Speak'. Marceline nodded and cleared her throat, bringing the microphone closer to her as the music began to play through the headphones.
"Step out the door and it feels like rain
That's the sound (that's the sound) on your window pane
Take to the streets but you can't ignore
That's the sound (that's the sound) you're waiting for
You feel that your world starts crashing down
Whenever you're world starts crashing down
Whenever your world starts crashing down
That's when you find me
Yeah God love your soul and your aching bones
Take a breath, take a step, maybe down below
Everyone's the same
My fingers to my toes
We just can't get a ride
But we're on the road
If ever your world starts crashing down
Whenever your world starts crashing down
Whenever your world starts crashing down
That's when you find me
(Yeah) Lost 'til you're found
Swim 'til you drown
Know that we all fall down
Love 'til you hate
Strong 'til you break
Know that we all fall down
If ever your world starts crashing down
Whenever your world starts crashing down
If ever your world starts crashing down
That's when you'll find (find) me
Lost 'til you're found
Swim 'til you drown
Know that we all fall down
Love 'til you hate
Strong 'til you break
Know that we all fall down
All fall down, we all fall down, all fall down
We all fall down, all fall down, all fall down
Lost 'til you're found
Swim 'til you drown
Know that we all fall down
Love 'til you hate
Strong 'til you break
Know that we all fall down..." Bonnibel sat there for a while, taking in what she had just heard. Marceline's voice was...original; there was no stupid auto tuner to cover it, nothing to ruin the gorgeous sound which was-
"Was it that bad?" Said gorgeous sound whined through her headphones, making Bonnibel smile a little.
"It was great." Bonnie mumbled, watching as Marceline took her headphones off and exited the booth, a few seconds later she appeared in the doorway with a smirk on her face.
"Come on, i bet your mom's been worrying about you." Bonnie nodded and followed Marceline out the door, a smile on her face when she realized that she was probably one of very few people to hear Marceline sing.
A/N: I feel pretty shitty because i haven't been updating The Tattoo Parlour as much, It's like..i want to update it but i just cant. I'm not going to abandon it because i hate it when other people do that and i think I'd end up hating myself. (Even more than usual.)
Anyway, this is going to be one of the first chapters that i will update after this fic finishes; it feels way to rushed. Please leave a review or something if you want me to carry on The Tattoo Parlour because i work well under pressure. Just tell me what you want to happen next and I'll take it into account.
Thanks for reading!