A/N: Sorry for such a long wait guys, my brains been stumped on what to post for a while. Hopefully this will make up for it.
"Fucking hell, Emmett." Charlie groaned, pacing the length of the schools toilets. God. He just had to go and pull another one of them smiles when they got paired together with each over in Drama. Why'd she even take that class anyway?
A girl walked in, blonde hair up in a ponytail and her bag clutched in one hand. She pushed one of the stall doors open and locked it, giving the brunette a chance to breathe again. She could not fall in love. This was impossible; She was an angel, a Fallen-Arch angel at that.
"Oh my god." Her thoughts went back to the last hour, remembering every little detail.
_flashback_
Charlie shuffled into lesson, late as always, and slumped down into one of the chairs in the circle. She ignored the questioning gaze from her teacher and straight away began to fiddle with her necklace.
That's when she realized that he was looking at her. Not just blatantly staring either, he was actually 'checking her out' as Ellen would say, biting his lip and everything. She dared to make eye contact and Emmet grinned, despite the small haze of pink on his freckled cheeks.
"Alright class, since we're starting a new topic we must go over the pairs which i have chosen for you." A collection of groans sounded through out the classroom. The teacher ignored them and carried on. "Hayden, you and your brother can work together, Haley and Graham you two can pair up as well, Dan and Luke, Charlie and Emmet, Tom and Kylie, Zoe and Ellie. The rest of you can choose seeing as you got a good grade last year."
"Guess we're working together then yeah?" The boy had materialized in front of her, smile playing on his lips and a twinkle in his eye.
"If we must." Charlie stood, following Emmet into a space where they waited for the instructions.
"Okay, because we have a few new students in here and a mix of boys and girls I'm going to make sure we can all work together. Face your partners and do as i say. Whoever does not follow these simple instructions will not be joining in with today's lesson."
"What if we physically can't?" A small, blonde haired girl called from the back of the class. The teacher chuckled and shook her head.
"They're not that hard. Now lets get on with it." Charlie sighed and stepped in front of Emmet who was still smiling at her. "I would like you all to touch each overs palms please." Everyone did so, earning a smile. "Great, now elbows." Another smile. "Chest to chest." There were a few murmurs but everyone reluctantly shuffled towards each over. "Excellent. Forehead to forehead." Charlie frowned as leaned up to press their foreheads together, eyes never flicking away from Emmett. "Chin to chin. And lastly, nose to nose." Emmet had this odd little gold speck in his right eye, the light suddenly hitting it and making it shine brightly in contrast to the rest of his eye.
"Are we friends?" He whispered, brows furrowing when he noticed the glare on the girls face.
"No."
_end of flashback_
The blonde haired girl had gone now, once again leaving Charlie to bend over one of the sinks, turning it on and splashing cold water on her face.
"C'mon Charles, you can't like him. He's such an idiot for making you like him." Or maybe I'm an idiot for letting him think he's won.
"Hey," Charlie halted in front of Marceline and Bonnibel at the sound of Emmett's voice, making the two girls slam into the back of her. Marceline, naturally, grabbed Bonnie so that she wouldn't fall. "Shouldn't we be practising, seeing as we got chosen to be the main characters?"
"We can practice after school. Go talk to your friends or something."
"Ooh," Bonnie sang with a smirk. "Hot date tonight Charlie?"
"More like dog sitting." The brunette muttered, watching as the boy wandered off back down the hall.
"Aw don't be like that, he's a really sweet guy."
"He's an imbecile." And with that Charlie walked away with a scowl on her face.
"It's perfect," The Master growled out, eyeing the creature before him. "And it only a few weeks to be created?"
"She." Harrison corrected hastily. "And... We've been working on her for a while now. The perfect weapon."
"Her name?"
"Well... Her name is Sonneillon but we don't think that would fit in with the mortals."
"The Demon Of Hatred? Lovely." A yellow toothed grin spread across his face then, eyes burning with pure, sadistic joy. "I think I'll let her name herself. That's fair."
"Yes, of course." The 'creature' in question was a short, brown haired girl with pale skin. Her eyes were a mix of green and blue and grey and brown. The master stood, taking two large strides towards her before taking her chin between his thumb and index finger, grin turning into a smirk.
"What a beautiful creature you have made Harrison. If only the war could start, we'd have those filthy little children dead by now."
A new student, at this time of day? Marceline looked up at the front, eyes furrowed and teeth chewing at her bottom lip. The small girl at the front must of only been about fifteen, but then again, so was Charlie.
"Class, this is... What did you say your name was?" The girl blinked and looked up at the teacher, quietly whispering out her name.
"Jo." She seemed unsure of it herself, but nodded and stumbled forwards into the empty seat between Marceline and Charlie.
"Well then Jo, to make sure you know where you're going, Charlie will help you to find your classes. Right Miss McQueen?"
"Yeah sure,"
The new girl didn't talk for the rest of the lesson, she just sat there and stared at the front while the teacher droned on about the schools expectations.
After lesson, Charlie dared to make contact.
"Hey, what've you got last period?" Jo looked down at her timetable, eyes flicking to the day before down to Period 6.
"Nothing of importance, why?" She whispered. Charlie snickered at that, accompanied by a small giggle from Bonnibel.
"Nothing that they teach you is important, what lesson have you got?" Marceline mumbled as she reached out to take the sheet of paper from Jo. Immediately, the brunette snatched the timetable away and glared at her.
"It's mine."
"Calm down, she's only checking what your period six slot is."
"Music."
"Great, you're with all of us."
Music was interesting that day; Jo seemed to be in her own little world as she sat in the corner, Charlie was grouchy as ever and Finn was in charge of the drums.
"Who can play guitar?" The teacher, Miss Scarlett, asked. Marceline slowly raised her arm, a smile tugging the corner of her lips upwards. "Play for the class?"
"Uhm... I didn't bring one."
"There's one by the keyboard i think." Charlie breathed, twisting in her chair to grasp at the many instruments behind the Piano. "Yeah, here." She brought out a lovely Fender guitar and passed it over to the pale girl.
"Cool... Uh...
I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you
Off in the night, while you live it up, I'm off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it's gonna make you notice
I hope it's gonna make you notice
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
I've been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see... "
"You're freakishly talented." Bonnibel muttered into the older girls mouth, arms wrapped around her neck so that she couldn't pull away from the incredibly intoxicating kiss. "Like, you can climb and fight and sing and you can play guitar." Marceline simply chuckled and fell back on the bed, bringing Bonnibel down on top of her.
"I need... To go play hero." The girl growled, moving her lips to Bonnies neck. "And you're distracting me."
"You love it when I distract you."
"Mmm... Too much..."
Marceline looked back at the naked girl tangled in her sheets, secretly happy that her parents had gone out for the weekend. She quickly got changed and opened her window, stepping out onto the ledge before taking one last look at Bonnibel.
"You're too good for me." The whisper seemed to tear through the silence, bringing so many feeling to the front of Marcelines brain. They can wait.
But for how long?
The song in this chapter was called Use Somebody by Kings Of Leon, it holds no significance to the Fanfiction what so ever, it was just something that i was listening to and thought 'why the hell not.' Have fun with this information.