okay this chappie took longer than expected to be published -but i'm putting it out now! i'll probably post chapter 9 later...

marceline's pov

Marshall kept flirting with me once he got home, first I thought he would leave me alone but then he started commenting how 'hot' I looked with only my tank top and shorts.

"you know marcy you should start wearing stuff like that to school" he said then stuffed his mouth with a forkful of spaghetti

"you want me to wear pajamas to school?" I asked sarcastically

"No" he said immaturely "I mean you should wear shorts and sleeveless thingies"

"No! Why would I do that!?"

"Because with legs like that you're gonna be more popular!" he smirked at me "plus you aren't as flat chested as you were before. And you have a nice bod –personally I would prefer your body type than fionna's, she's just too…"

"Curvy?" I paused, he nodded "well, that's something new!" I laughed

"What?" he said while laughing as well

"it's just that I thought you joined the populars for her… but then you started to avoid her and the rest of your group then you just became even more of a jerk!"

"I am a jerk, aren't i?"

"yes, the biggest" I said. He looked at me with an are-you-serious face "what? You left us in the first year of high school –you left your best friends for stupid gossipy teens" I said while shoving pasta into my mouth

"yeah, but you know I actually joined because of you—"

"what? How the hell would I have anything to do with you joining the populars?" I laughed again. I looked at him his face fell, his expression was replaced with a serious, stern expression. "marsh?" I asked "what do you mean you joined them because of me? Does that mean you moved to their group because you hated me!?"

"no! of course it's not that. I mean I could never hate you…"

"then what you dislike me so much you were sick of everything" I said in a joking manner trying to lighten the mood, hoping that he was just fooling around or that I heard wrong

"no I couldn't hate you or dislike you 'coz honestly… I've always…" he trailed off

"you've always?" I asked happily, well trying to be happy

"never mind. It's nothing you should worry about" he said happily, making yet, another lie. He got up and went to his room without another word... when he was far enough I said

"of course it's something I need to worry about… you're my best friend" I looked away. This rivalry has been open a little bit too long, after the talent show this will end with only one person standing, I can't let them win. I got up as well and made my way to our room, marshall was already on his bed using his computer

"hey marsh"

"yeah marcy" he asked happily

"You're on. No more games, we settle everything with the talent show" I said with the same attitude

"k that's fine with me! But you do know that means no more flirting?" he asked.

"idiot" I scoffed "I'm serious, we're back to how we used to be"

"besties?"

"no enemies" I smiled. he glared at me, looking up from his computer "why would you want to be enemies when you could just love me, like everyone else" he smirked

"I ain't 'everyone' botch" I said then I climbed up into my room.

"Yeah, you aren't 'everyone! You're Marceline abadeer, you can't be known as anybody!" he screamed

"you think I don't know that!?" I screamed back "hmm… guess this'll be a friendly rivalry for now on" I smiled. At least know I didn't need to not talk to him, now I could annoy him, I didn't need to avoid him