Sophomore Year: Chapter 14: Rumor Has It
Fionna grabbed her science books out of her locker. As she slammed the little metal door, she found her stalker of the week, FP. "Hey Fionna, I didn't see you there." FP answered calmly grinning a half smile. "How? It says 'Fionna's Locker' in cute little word magnets on the face of my locker." Fionna said before walking in the opposite direction. For the past week, since Marshall left, FP has been flirting with her like she worked at a diner and he was trying to get free food. "So do you go there often?" FP asked, treading behind her. "Yes, that is my locker. I go there after every period.' Fionna said, making FP deeply blush. "So what's up Fi?" FP asked putting his ar, around the girl's shoulder. "Look dude, I thought we were like peanut butter and jelly, but your going all nutella on me and messing up with my flavors dude." Fionna explained before grabbing his arm and gently placing his arm on the side.
"What?" FP asked completely confused. "You my bro, bro JUST my bro." Fionna said sweetly, standing on her tip toes and kissing his eyebrow (trying to reach his forehead btw she has on boots). FP started smiling like an idiot and ran away a huge grin on his face.
Fionna walked down the hallway, on her way to her locker to drop her things off for lunch. "Hey Fi you wanna chill?" a random guy walked up to her with his friends in the back laughing and high-fiving each other. "What?" Fionna asked confused as the guy began laughing hysterically and walking down the hallway. Fionna shrugged her shoulders and decided not to give too much thought to it; boys are weird. Fionna walked down the hallway, brushing her bangs out of her eyes. Whispers were head through the hallway. "Is that her?" "Yeah" "I can't believe she did that." "She looks so innocent." "Don't judge a book by it's cover I guess?" "How old she, sixteen?'' "Yeah, she's in my math class." "Fionna looked down at her jean leg to see if she had toilet paper in her leg or a stain. "Don't go to close, you might be nauseated by the smell of fish." someone said, making the whole hallway laugh.
Fionna felt the tears water up in her eyes. "Who said that!?'' Fionna screamed in a blind fury, squinting her eyes in anger, her face turning as red as a tomato. "It was you wasn't it?'' , she grabbed a girl by her collar and despite her 5'5 frame, pushed the girl, smacking her into the lockers. "Iz soey pease don't hurt ee!'' the girl whimpered. "Gross." Fionna mumbled, softening up and wiped the girl's slobber from her huge green retainer onto her green polo. "What are they talking about?" Fionna whispered, tears falling out of her eyes. "Thiz. the girl replied showing the blonde her phone. "Who's...Emerald underscore Princess twenty-two?" she asked confused. "Oppz szowwey, I waz still logged inzo Dungenz and Drazonz", she said logging out and showing a screenshot of a conversation between FP and Gumball. "All I had to do was ask her too chill, next thing u no she's on her knees. That was the best blow job ever!". Fionna dropped the Samsung Galaxy four onto the floor in shock.
"My Babez !'' the girl screamed and threw herself on the floor to grabbed her slightly scratched phone. Fionna was long gone then. She was a raging ball of fury that couldn't be put out.
Fionna found FP in an empty hallway near the admission hallway. She went straight up to FP. "What the lump dude!" she screamed. "What babe? Why are you so mad?", FP leaned into her and began kissing at her neck." Fionna pushed him off of her, him hitting his collarbone on a metal pole. "Oh my glob are you OK?" Fionna asked. "Yeah it's just a bruise, that really hurt Fi." FP mumbled reaching into his pocket. "Sorry FP!" Fionna said. whining a little. FP pulled his phone and snapped a picture of the flushed Fionna and ran out of the corridor.
Fionna sat at a table alone, quietly picking at her food sniffling and wiping her tears. "Got room for one more?'' someone asked . Fionna lifted up her head and saw Cake, her bangs flowing in front of her eyes. "Make that three." two people said in unison. Behind Cake was Lena and Bonnie grinning tiny half smiles. Fionna bust into tears right there that were drowned out from a Hyundai blasting Blurred Lines from the car's radio. The small group of girls enveloped the sobbing Fionna into a group hug. "We know you didn't do that to FP.", Bonnie said. "It was Liam. Him and Brad are in the same class in Home Ec and were working in a project, well PG at least and LSP read through his texts." , Lena said popping her gum. "If you knew all of this, how come you couldn't prevent this!" Cake yelled , her hazel eyes flashing in aggravation. "I saw him in Home Ec and I thought he was playing candy crush!" Lena raised her hands in defense.
"Whatever guys. I just want to go back to the dorm and eat rocky road ice cream and listen to Green Day and Lana Del Ray and cry under my blankets." Fionna mumbled before resting her head on Cake and sobbing again. "It's Ok, Fi, it'll be over by tomorrow.", Cake said reassuringly.
Fionna read over her studies, highlighting a few words out of her math textbook until she heard a chime from her laptop. She looked up and saw a picture of Marshall's face flash up. The screwn with the words ; "ML_Vampire_King would like to face chat". Fionna automatically opened the inbox, allowing Marshall to see her. "Hey dude!" Fionna yelled enthusiastically. "Hey Fi!" Marshall said grinning a little too much than usual. "Daddy, why did you eat my fries?" a melodic voice sung off camera. Then appeared Marceline waltzing into the camera, her long black hair put into a lower messy bun and the fringe swaying from her Rolling Stones t-shirt.
Marshall threw his head onto the keyboard repeatedly. Then he looked up at Marceline and threw a tiny, stone vase at the girl's head, which she caught with ease. "You must watch brother, my natural instincts have picked up since we have arrived.", Marceline smiled as she spoke in a thick Italian accent. "Why does she sound like the guy off of the Little Ceasers commercial?" Fionna asked, raising a blonde eyebrow. "I think she smoked some of our Uncle Gustavo's Jamaican Cocaine. " he said gesturing to the overly giggly girl. "Hey I'm as sober as a rainbow hula hoop, watch brother, you're about to burn my biscuits. " Marceline hissed. "Just go talk to your girlfriend.", Marceline sneered and rolled her eyes as she pushed Marshall out of the chair and smoothed out her hair and scrolled on the computer , before Marshall pushed her off the chair. "Marshall I thought we were going to wait." Fionna whined. "Wow he's really got you whipped huh Fi?" Marceline giggled. Fionna blushed a really deep red. "I didn't even tell her'' Marshall said pulling up an oak chair and holding his hands up in defense.
"It's obvious you guys are going out. You," she said pointing to thr camera referring to Fionna. "are always going to his" she pointed to Marshall, poking him in the eye. "apartment". " And you are always going to Gumball's dor-" Fionna countered but she stopped in mid-sentence looking at Marceline's blushing face at the mention of Brad's nickname. "Wait. You DO like him don't you?" she said grinning. '' I do not!'' Marceline said, turning a faint pink. "Now I know why you don't blush. "You look like the red Flintstone iron pill.'' Marshall said. "EEUUURRRRRGGGGHHHH!Marceline covered her face with a Latin-English dictionary and throwing a knick-nab at Marshall which he ducked and it shattered on the floor. "Chi cazzo ha gettato che?!" a voice screamed. "Oh Shit!" both of the twins said grinning. They loved getting in trouble together. "I'll call you later Fi bye!'' Marshall said logging out.
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