yeah! chapter 3! if oyu guys are having a hard time following dont be shy to pm me!

chapter 2

Marceline's P.O.V.

"I can't believe he had the nerve to do that! Even as best friends he never did that" I kept saying that to myself as I walked to the wash room to inspect the damage.

When I got in I was shocked I just had bangs. That glob damn idiot made me think he cut everything off just for me to find bangs in its place? I could've cried! And all I could've cried about were bangs!? I am soooo getting him back for this and worst of all his friends enjoyed seeing me freak out I can't just let them win. I thought. I was ready to kill him, his mom wouldn't have a problem with it. She loves me ore than him.

I went out and saw the sign-up sheets for the audition. "I can't let them win" I muttered to myself perfect thought for the perfect situation. I instantly listed the punks down when I saw 'populars' on the space above. I reached for my phone and called my friends.

"Yes queen?" a jolly little voice on the phone said I knew it was Lily

"Hey Marcy!" Alice said right after

"queen I heard you screaming. If marhall made you scream I'm ready to beat him up" Kaitleen said

"kaitleen you scare me some times" I said she really was, she was the angriest of the four of us when marsh left. I shrugged at the thought "anywaaaay, I signed us up for the show k?" I continued.

Alice: cool. Kaitleen: I'm fine with that. Lily: k.

" great see you guys later then" I said. I survived! Kaitleen didn't scold me! "hmm today isn't as bad as I thought" I got back to the classroom right before the bell rang.

Now we just have to wait and see…

This is a terrible chapter I swear there'll be more talking later on. Right now I cant think of stuff they could talk about. Sorry I'll update as fast I can

Marshall's P.O.V.

Marcy juts got back to class on time. She was the one student the teachers didn't give a damn about. She was smart, really smart. She could sleep through every class and still get perfect grades. Though she didn't need to study at all, she never wanted to be late. She saved all her energy in pissing off the populars.

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Dammit! Why do I do that? I'm a popular and yet I still talk like I'm a punk.

Class was boring as usual so I decided to just stare and study Marceline. Here are my observations:

She was wearing a black and red stripped shirt.

She had a (red) tank top underneath[ as usual]

Her hair was perfectly covering half her back

Her hair was quite messy

she had some stray strands( they didn't stick out they swished over each other)

Her new bangs were clearly seen

Her skin looked soft

She was sleeping peacefully

She was dreaming about food [ how do I know? she's nibbling on her thumb]

Over all she looked damn cute, but I would never let anyone know I think that. I notice someone staring at me though it was Ashley. I don't know why but I was scared. She stared at me- no glared at me. It was like she could read my mind. Then she looked away.

I sigh in relief.

=lunch=

Me and my friends pass by the sign-up sheet. I noticed a new name enlisted, it read: PUNKS. It was definitely marcy's handwriting and It looked messy. Oh shit… she is pissed was the only thing I could think of. I looked at bonnie and fionna grinning in amusement. Don't these girls know what they're up against? Sigh. I guess I'll kiss that first place goodbye. I see Marceline walking out I want to talk to her, but how?

"Hey Marce!" I called out, luckily she turned back to look at me.

"What loser?" she said grumpily. "I thought you were the loser" bonnie said giving Marcy a really annoying look. "Come on bon-bon, this is my fight" I said getting her out of this( no matter what Marcy is gonna win…)

Marceline just glared at us. "Damn girl, can't you wait?" I said "if you're looking for idle chat talk to your friends" then she turned her back to me.

"you better watch out for your band" I blurted out. I didn't want her to leave ok?

"What did you say?" she said regaining -no gaining interest in our conversation. She turned back to me. I had a huge grin on, and it pissed her of to no end.

"I said your group sucks" I look to my friends they were enjoying our little show down and to tell you the truth I didn't want it to end either.

She gave a quick gasp in disbelief "my group sucks? Your group can't even perform on the spot" she spat out

"Oh really? At least we give our all in everything that we do" I said. What did I get myself into? marcy has a sharp tongue, she can think of a comeback in a second. While me I'm scared to death. Thinking and thinking yet I won't find the right words.

"Well I guess that just sucks for you guys then. Giving your best and yet you still can't beat the punks -And may I remind you there are only 4 of us, and how many are you guys 9? Less than half your members and we still beat the crap out of you. Without practicing" she said. She was winning. She was so winning.

After a few more insults. She finally pushed me to my limits and once she was satisfied with my self embarrassment she left.

i'm not really good at comebacks... do you guys go back to a conversation and think of what you couldve said? i do alot more than i like to admit