A/N: Lookie! A new chapter! *Throws OC's into your face* tee hee.. weeee! (Oh my god i sound so gay -.-)
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It was my first lesson of Wednesday and already i could feel a pretty crappy day coming, Bonnibel wasn't speaking to me for some unknown reason, Ellen is pretty much out to kill me, Mark kept tripping me up in the hallway and now, another new student arriving.
"Everybody, this is Charlie McQueen." A tall brown haired girl came in through the door and my first thought was; she's way too young. But apparently my head had other ideas, there was another clicking feeling in my head and it felt like my brain was on vibrate. I began to fiddle with my ring, something that I've started to do now since Marshall told me to keep it on this morning. What was he doing in my house, you ask? i don't have a clue.
Charlie walked over to the only seat available, the one in front of mine, and sat down with a huff. From what i could see, she didnt really care that everyone was staring at her curiously, but instead focused on gripping hold of a necklace. It was black and in the shape of a heart, only...it looked like a real heart.
"Charlie, would you like to say anything?" I heard the brunette mutter something about 'Comfier seats' and 'Gawking idiots' before she looked up at the teacher.
"Ellen and Mark are dating." Everyone went quiet, except for the slight rustle of clothes as everyone turned to the pair.
"H-How did you know that, we haven't told anyone."
So..its true?
"I had a hunch." but Ellen wouldn't have none of that, she raised a finger and began to stutter.
"F-F-Freak! She's a freak, just like marceline!" I groaned and let my head fall backwards so that i could see her.
"Great, bring me into this why don't you?" Ellen glared and Charlie stayed quiet, searching through her bag for a pen.
"Girls," The teacher said. "Charlie is new here. She is not a freak." My mouth dropped open.
What, am i still a freak?!
"Aw gee, thanks Miss." The teacher sighed and carried on with the lesson. When the bell went i walked out and turned to walk into the cafeteria, only to bump into Jake and Finn. My brain began to vibrate once more, i looked around for Charlie but she was no where to be seen.
"Whoa, hey Marceline." I closed my eyes, thinking about how i could ask him if he was a super like me.
Marshall had told me all about Supers when he came back from his walk. He told me about the Army of Angels and The Demon Imperials.
"Are...you a..."
"Werewolf?" He whispered, looking around before grabbing my arm and pulling me into an empty hallway. "Yeah, Marshall told me all about your predicament." I sighed and looked up at him.
"I have a feeling the new girl, Charlie, is a Supernatural as well." Jake thought for a moment before going incredibly pale.
"Charlie as in...Charlie McQueen right?" I nodded and swallowed, was she here to kill me? "That girl is bad news."
"What...Who is she?"
"An angel, well arch angel..or fallen angel. Anyway, she used to be a god and erm...decided to give up on the whole heaven thing so stole something of gods before leaving, officially making her a fallen angel since she decided to leave but...when god found out he banished her so now she's part fallen part Arch." He took a breath and shook his head. "She's Cupid."
"As in...makes people fall in love Cupid?"
"Do you know any other Cupid?" I chuckled and shook my head.
"Well...is she safe?"
"Yeah, she still has to do her duty but...the real reason she left is because she figured out that she couldn't fall in love." I thought about that, not being able to love. Or be loved for that matter. No wonder she left.
"That is pretty crappy." Jake nodded and immediately left, going up to Finn who was now sat down at a table. I turned my ring three times before heading outside to where i saw Charlie last, if Jake was right about her being okay then i can ask her about what its like being an angel.
Charlie's POV
I watched as Ellen and Mark flirted with each over, Ellen giggling as Mark kissed her cheek. I felt someone come up next to me and lean on the wall.
"You seriously get off on this?" It was Marceline. I nodded and grimaced as Mark and Ellen began to make out.
"Unfortunately, yes i do." I heard the pale girl chuckle. "I know you like the pink haired girl. Bonnibel isn't it?" I turned my head just in time to see her tense up before blushing.
"Y-Yeah..."
"I also know that you know about the whole Cupid thing as well."
"How?"
"I heard while putting my stuff in my locker." Marceline nodded and cleared her throat looking away from Mark and Ellen who were now officially grinding up against each over.
"Well, what it like in heaven?" I glared at the wall next to Mark's head and clenched my hands into fists. "I mean...what made you leave?"
"Goodbye Marceline." I was already halfway down the hallway when Marceline realised what i had said.
As soon as Charlie rounded the corner she walked into someone. She would have fallen too but whoever was in her way had caught her.
"Hey, watch where your-" She cut herself off when she looked into his gorgeous dark hazelnut eyes. His face was dotted with freckles and his mop of brown hair gave him incredibly boyish features but his smile seemed more of a prince charming type that belonged in fairy tales. "Going." She finished, glaring at the boy.
"Sorry," He said, taking a step backwards. "Totally my fault. Name's Emmett." Charlie nodded and ignored the offered hand in front of her. "Your Charlie, right? The new girl."
"I gotta go." She walked further down the hall and away from Emmett, turning another corner she stopped when she saw Marceline and that Bonnie girl. Just like Mark and Ellen they were pressed up against the lockers, mouth moving against mouth and hands roaming over each overs torso's.
Charlie could feel it. She could feel the heat radiating off of them, the energy, the...spark. Every touch, every move made Charlie jealous but she lived off of this. She needed this more than they did.
There was a tap on her shoulder and Charlie found herself being spun around by none other than Emmett.
"Hey, listen. This must have come off or something when we bumped into each over." He held up her necklace and Charlie immediately snatched it off of him.
"Thief." She spat, a familiar word to her ears.
"No no no, it wasn't like that. I just saw it on the floor and remembered you wearing it in lesson."
"Oh so now your a pervert too?" Emmett gave up and shook his head, turning around to go to his next lesson as the bell went. "Thanks." She croaked, her mouth going incredibly dry for some reason. What are you doing? You think he's going to show you some respect, your CUPID for crying out loud. Despite the mental fight going on in Charlie's head Emmett turned around and smiled, giving a mock salute before getting lost in a sea of faces leaving Charlie's stomach feeling light and twisted at the same time.
Marceline's POV
I could feel every breath she took against my skin, her hands roaming my stomach as my own fingers danced across the back of her neck. It was..incredible. It was only when we needed to breath that we broke apart, looking into each overs eyes before chuckling.
"So..." She began, her hand had found its way to mine, fiddling with my fingers and letting her nails scrape across the back of my hand.
"I guess...we're together again?" I muttered, smiling when she looked up at me.
"Yeah, i mean if that's what you want..." My lips pressed against her cheek before i leant back onto the lockers behind us.
"That's what I've always wanted." I breathed, making her giggle and kiss me again. Then, the bell went and we parted to our different classes. The taste of her lips lingered on mine for a while during lesson, making me lick my lips every now and then.
"Hey," I looked behind me, only to see Ellen glaring at me. I stuck my tongue out at her and continued to scribble notes down. "Marceline," I raised my brow and looked up again, turning my head to the right before looking back down at my paper where, funnily enough, a scrunched up piece of scrap paper had made its way to my desk. Unscrewing it i found a doodle of me and bonnie kissing. It was signed with the letter C in an actual heart, i turned my head, to the left this time, and saw Charlie smirking at me. I stuck my middle finger up at her and she returned it with enthusiasm.
"You were watching us?" I hissed, adding another stick man to the doodle before throwing it back.
"Hey, i get off on that stuff. Remember?" I silently laughed as Charlie scanned the improved drawing, scowling at me playfully as she stuffed it in her bag.
"Whoa whoa whoa, wait."
"I've got all lesson." She muttered, twirling her pencil between her fingers with a bored expression on her face.
"So if me and Bon..." I laughed quietly before regaining myself. "Did it then you'd...y'know..? Like it?"
"No, I'm not a pervert if that's what you mean."
"Well that's good, your still not getting an invitation." Another crude hand gesture from Charlie and i began to jot down what the teacher was saying about revision for next Tuesday.
Charlie's POV
After a rather entertaining Maths lesson with Marceline i made my way to Drama where as soon as i walked in i immediately saw the boy who i ran into. He had apparently seen me and flashed one of his prince like smiles, i rolled my eyes and sat in one of the empty chairs scattered around the room.
"Alright class," The teacher, miss Miles, called over the students. "Get into pairs of two, since this is a new class i would like you to work on anything you like, Freeze frames, Improvisation, anything at all!" I groaned and looked around the room, desperately searching for someone other than Emmett.
"Looking for me New Girl?" Emmett turned me around like he had when giving me my necklace back and smiled another one of his smiles.
"You wish," He pouted and leant against a table which had been pushed against the wall to create more room. "Shove off." I mumbled, walking away before he could say anything else.
There was another girl in the corner talking to Miss about..something or other and a boy who was now in the corner, flicking a lighter on and off for his amusement.
"Okay," i breathed, running a hand through my hair and letting my eyes flick between my options. "Not a lot going for you here Charles." Yes, i like to call myself Charles when im alone and yes, i am aware it's used for a boys nickname but that doesn't stop me from using it.
And then, Prince Charming was talking to the red haired boy with the lighter. I turned around and walked over to the girl who had been talking to the teacher.
Turns out the girl, Hayden, was lighter boy's twin sister, hence the same red hair and freckles, and was talking to Miss Miles about allowing him to use the lighter during lessons. She said it was a way of 'Anger release' and it 'Helped him to concentrate more in lessons.' A load of bullshit if you ask me but hey, everyone has there weird rituals right?
"Charlo, what's your next lesson?" Emmett was now next to me, that stupid smile plastered onto his face.
"English and don't call me that unless you want your balls ripped off."
"Great, we're in the same lesson! I sit-"
"In the front, i know." I stopped at my locker and took out my English textbook. I closed the door and began to walk to English 4, Emmett once again tagging along when suddenly, none other than Ellen tripped me up. I closed my eyes and waited for my body to impact with the ground only...only Emmett went and fucking caught me again.
"We have got to stop doing this." He chuckled as i opened my eyes, staring into those deep brown orbs. "Anyways, i gotta go get my textbook. See you in English." That's when i felt the tug on my little finger, the feeling of something wrapped around it, trapping it in eternal imprisonment. I closed my eyes and swallowed hard.
"No no no no no...this cant be happening. this literally cant be happening." I looked down at my hand and saw it, it being a red string attached to my pinkie finger. It vanished as soon as i laid my eyes on it but i knew it was there.
"And what happened to going to lesson?"
"Fuck off lover boy." I growled, pushing him into a wall and heading into the complete opposite direction to English.
Marceline's POV
Why did the teacher have to be fucking late to lesson every time Ellen was being bitchy? i swear, i think the purple grape was paying her to just not come to lesson.
"Go on then, show us your wings."
"I don't about where you come from but here, we don't have wings." There where scattered ooh's from around the room.
"I've heard there as black as your very soul." I stood up and clenched my fists, grinding my teeth together as she smirked at me.
"Yeah, well i heard they're as black as Mark's lungs since he smokes so many fags." My face stung after she slapped me, once, twice, three times before she grabbed my collar and pulled me closer to her.
"You sick, lying, evil, heartless bitch." and then, my nose was bleeding and so so so so much anger filled me that i didn't even care any more. I slapped, punched and even kicked the little twat as she did the same.
It was only until Mark stood and grabbed me from behind that i realised that with the ring on i was weak. Ellen kicked my stomach and knee'd me in the face before they both let me fall to the floor, leaving to go and clean themselves up.
The door opened and in walked the teacher, paying no attention to me she sat down at her desk and simply said, "Marceline, get off the floor. Everyone turn to page 306 and carry on from last lesson."
The next few days were living hell for Marceline until Friday afternoon. She had just gotten out of her last lesson, History, which she had with Charlie and Jake. All three of them were pulled into an empty hall way by Marshall-lee.
"Me, you and Jake. Lets go kill an Angel." Marceline smirked, looking over at Jake who nodded and grinned at her brother.
"If your going to heaven then can i come? I have some things to do up there." Marshall stared at Charlie before realising who she was.
"But, you were banished." Charlie shrugged, Marceline sighed and nodded.
"Let her come with us Marshall. I mean, she can go and do whatever it is she wants to do while we go kill some random angel."
"Hercules is not some random Angel. He's a part time God." Marceline gave her brother an 'Are you actually shitting me?' look which he replied with the signature Abadeer smirk.
"Lets go kill an angel!" Jake said as Marshall took a small piece of glass out of his pocket.
"Before we go, can you stop thinking about your girlfriend already?" Marceline blushed, forgetting that this was Cupid she was talking to.
"No." She mumbled, following what everyone else was doing and putting her hand on the glass.