~Hey, everyone this is the 4th chapter. Just so you guys know sorry about one of my comments:"Goodnight America." I've realized not everyone is from America but due to unclear thinking I basically just typed without proofreading. So once again sorry about that and onto other news...I'm getting more reviews! I love you guys so much already,you all are so helpful. Thnx for the support and here's chapter 4. Enjoy~
Finn's POV:
Fionna,and I are having the best of times,ever! First we went to Tree Trunks,Then the arcade,and now we're wrestling in a very green meadow ;near a lake. I pinned Fionna,down and hovered over her. "Well...what now?",she asked her perfect baby blue eyes shinning in the light. "I'm not sure...we've pretty much done everything on our list..",I replied. Man,she's beautiful...too bad she's not into me...like I am to her. "Well...how about something new to our list?",she asked. "Like what Fionna?"She replied,"I was thinking something alittle like this."
Our faces started to get closer,and our lips inched closer then they ever had. Suddenly we had closed the space in between us,and I Finn Mertens was fully making out with Fionna Kendil.
Her lips felt very soft against mine,and any of the tension that was there before us,faded away. I licked her bottom lip,begging for entrance and she willingly opened her mouth wider. Our tongues were in a fiery battle,and I was winning. When 10 more minuets passed we pulled away with a trail of saliva connecting our spit."That...was...amazing.",We both said at the same exact time. I got mesmerized in her eyes,and she stared right back at me. It was as if we could see straight through each others souls. It was as if it was true love, I was certain of it.
Bonnibelle's POV:
After,Bubba and I finished doing the advanced calculus we headed on over to the Bistro,that was ran by some guy Marshall knew named Flambo. In the mornings it was a Bistro,at night it was a club/bar. "So,Bubba about what Fionna told you...I-",Bubba cut me off and said,"It's fine Bonnibelle I just don't want to rush into things...maybe we should take our time with this...I mean like Leonardo da Vinci said Those who fall in love without practice,are like a sailor who enters a ship without a helm or compass,never certain as to whither they are going." I silently nodded,before looking down at my cup of decaf coffee with extra whipped cream.
I held my chin up high not letting any of the tears that wanted to come out be visible."So,Bonnibelle are we going to be okay?",He asked cautiously. I managed to nod,and reply "Peachy...just peachy." I felt unsure of myself,I felt heartache, kinda dizzy,and my breath just hitched in my throat. I guess I zoned out because when I came to Bubba was shaking me worriedly, while shouting "Bonnibelle,Bonnibelle are you okay?! Can you hear me?!" I pushed Bubba off of me,and said "I'm fine Bubba everything is fine...just alittle bit tired is all."
He looked at me studying my facial expression before saying okay. Glob damn it why does the world hate me,and why the hell is he so oblivious to the fact that i'm hurting inside because of him?! "I'm gonna get going,it was nice seeing you Bubba..",I told him. "Alright Bonnie see you tomorrow." We both paid for our stuff and went our separate ways...but I couldn't help but notice the slight frown he had on his face before he left. What in globs name was that about?
Marceline's POV:
Marshall and I were nose to nose, chest to chest when he whispered in my ear in that same husky,sexy voice "Your lips look so lonely,would they like to meet mine,in a battle for dominance?" I almost lost it, he was really beginning to turn me the hell on. But it's not like I would ever admit that. "Mmm...the one question is,are they prepared for me?",I said in my most attractive voice. Damn it...I feel him lift his left hand and place it onto my lower back,while his other hand is gripping my waist pulling me in closer. "Well...ready or not...here I come." The space between our lips suddenly faded when-
Beep,Beep,Beep,my alarmed clock fired off. I pressed the off button before yawning and getting out of bed. "Well...that was a weird dream...and why the fluck would Marshall even be in my dreams...especially one like that?",I asked myself. Today was officially my first day on campus as an actual student attending class. "Damn it to hell,do I have to wear a uniform?",I said aloud while brushing my teeth.
I heard Fionna giggle before responding,"Yeah Marcy you do,atleast these uniforms let you wear makeup,whatever shoe type you want,style your hair however,and add slight accessories to it. In other schools you have to a strict uniform...even a small little hair clip is considered uniform violation."
"But still.",I whined. I threw on the grey knee highs,black mini skirt that stopped above my mid-thigh,the white blouse,and red neck tie. Finally I put on the black blazer. After,putting on my black combat boots,and tying my hair into a high pony-tail I was ready to go. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed how many curves this uniform showed off.
"Shit, this better be worth it, or else someone is gonna end up with a staple in their brain."
