Marceline groggily awoke to the sound of her alarm screeching in her ears and her uncle, Simon, banging on the door.
"Wakey wakey Marceline! You don't want to be late for school do you?"
"Yes." She growled as she got out of bed and turned the alarm clock off. A sigh escaped her lips when she opened her wardrobe and began searching through all her clothes.
Pulling out a red hoodie and a white shirt she smirked to herself and grabbed some black skinnie jeans.
"Simon, what's for breakfast?" The pale girl yawned when she walked into the kitchen.
"Did you hear about the two men near the hotel in town?" Her head shot up; that was where she was last night.
"W-Why...What happened?" Simon turned and shook his head.
"They were put in jail for almost raping a young woman. One of them was knocked out when they found him and the young woman said something about a demonic saviour.." He shook his head in disapproval and sipped his cup of coffee.
"Demonic saviour?" She snorted and sat down next to him.
"Yup. She was apparently walking home from the local pub when a man tried to grab her and cornered her in an alley. Another man joined him and just as they were about to rape her...a teen, around your age, came out of no where and beat up one of them. They all caught it on CCTV but they still can't identify who it is." Marceline let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and relaxed a bit.
"So, this 'demonic saviour' is just a teen?"
"Yes. Sandra Burkes, the woman, said she sounded like a girl around the age of 17 or 19." He looked over at Marceline and put his cup down. "Anyway id like to know what you were doing last night to cut yourself."
"Huh...? Oh, right! yeah i went out for a walk around the park and...one of the tree's whipped me.."
"All right...Now get off to school! Your going to be late!"
When Marceline walked into her form she felt around twenty pairs of eyes burn into her as she walked to her desk. A few of the students were whispering about the 'saviour' when Elle, the popular girl, stood up and walked in front of her.
"Where'd you get the cut?" The sudden closeness of the girl made Marceline rather uncomfortable as she began shifting about. "Hello, earth to freak? I said 'Where'd you get the cut?!'"
"I..er..went to the park and a tree.." She mumbled, fiddling with the hem of her hoodie.
"Not everyone can speak loser y'know?" The class laughed and Elle smirked at the attention she was getting.
"Just..let me get past.." Marceline tried to slip past the girl but was immediately shoved into the desk beside her. Not expecting this sudden attack she fell to the floor in a daze.
"Not until you answer me." She demanded, crossing her arms and growling at her.
"I was at the park and i cut myself on a branch okay?" Elle looked down at her and glared until the teacher came into the room.
"Marceline, what are you doing on the floor?" She asked sternly, putting her books on the desk and sitting down.
"N-Nothing.." The ebony haired girl stammered as she clambered back up and stumbled over to her chair.
"I have just been informed that a student from the other side of your year will be moving to this side and I'd like someone to help her catch up on her work." Her forest green eyes scanned the room before stopping at Marceline, Smirking she checked the school grades on her computer. "Miss Abadeer, i see your grades are doing well..And your desk has a free seat next to it. I'll bring her in." Marceline groaned and let her head drop on to the table.
The teacher walked in with the girl behind her. She was gorgeous.
"This is Bonnibel Bubblegum." The student body president. Of course. "Bonnibel? your seat is next to Marceline over there. She will help you with your work." The pink haired girl nodded and sat down next to the reluctant teenager.
"Hello," She greeted sweetly, waving her hand at Marceline who just groaned once more and buried her face into her arm. "Did you hear about the woman on the news?"
Marceline stayed quiet and when the younger girl drooped down in her seat she couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
"Yeah," She croaked. "bit stupid isn't it? The demonic saviour and all?"
"I think it's a very fitting name for a wonderful hero who went out of their way to save someone they didn't even know." Marceline rolled her eyes and shook her head.
"She probably just saw the chance to get hurt and jumped at it."
"So...Your suggesting she did it for the attention?" Bonnibel asked, tilting her head to the side like a confused dog.
"Eeeh...yeah, sure."