ok, i've been neglecting this story, so here's a new chapter! aaaaaaah why must marcelee be so cute? and also all of the new chappies (and marcelee moments) are dedicated to my dearest tweensie and my #1 fan (and basically to everyone who's reading this)!

these new chappies are dedicated to gianna sparrow and filipina aka andre01. gianna sparrow 'coz she's a full time marcelee lover now! from fiolee she turned marcelee! aaaaaaah! and to filipina because she's filipina, lol jk! filipina 'coz she's been supporting my stories. and to everybody because you actually read my stories so yeah thank youuuuuu!

MARSHALL'S POV

So then, the auditions ended, but not the millions of screams coming from each corner of the room. The voting was done by texting who you wanted to go on. Even if we were all in a separate room from the crowd we still heard them freaking out. fionna and the girls were celebrating their performance with strawberry shortcakes. Me and the gang were just talking. The rest of the wanna-be bands were all chatting, resting, or eating. And lastly, the beautiful vampire queen and the gang were gobbling up the food.

"Hey guys, they've got the results" someone said cheerily from behind the door. We all stared at the door expecting the person to come in, but they never did, so I just looked at Marceline. After a few seconds she looked at me wide-eyed, holding a plate full of food in one hand, while on the other she was holding a donut.

For some reason I couldn't stop looking at her. She grinned at me and gave me a wink. A part of me was nervous, while the other side of me was relieved because of her smile. She put the plate down and stood up, while she fixed her clothes.

"C'mon guys. It's only the audition. What happens if you guys actually make it to the finals? You guys can't be so star struck all the times" she said "guys" she gestured to her group. They all got up and made their way onto the stage. I smirked and followed them, and I felt my friends follow me.

When we were near the stage all I could see was a blinding light in the middle of two velvet red curtains. We made our way to the center of the stage, the light blinded me for a few seconds but after a while my eyes adjusted to the bright light. Marcy was already there, she smiled at me and I smiled back, the competitiveness both showing in our eyes and smiles. We found our spot on stage and waited for the other groups to come up. Once everyone was there the judges stood up and walked in front of us.

My heart beat quickened and my breathing went off its normal rhythm. I looked at Marceline again, she didn't look any better than me. She saw me looking at her, and gave me a sheepish yet arrogant smirk/smile. She was right beside me.

"Who do ya think's gonna make it?" I asked

"Who else but the both of us?" she said "why, you got doubts?" she asked

"Uh duh. I haven't sang punk songs in a really long time"

"What ever happened to the arrogant Marshall Lee?" she teased "if it's worth anything though, you were just as good as me when we were friends…" her voice trailed off. I looked at her.

"We aren't friends now?"

"Not for the past 3 years" she smirked. I frowned at what she said, though she saw me, she didn't care to notice it

"What happened to 'best friends forever'?" I asked slowly

"Don't put this on me, ya bastard" she said "you were the one that left us…!"

"What if… I didn't…" I said, trying to find the right words, I tried to find the right words that I knew would never come. "If it's… just…" say it damn you! Just tell her the truth! Damn it!

"What'd ya say marsh?"

"Nothing, love ya bitch" I said dismissively

"Love you, bastard" she said. And that was the end of our little conversation. This entire time the judges were explaining some stuff about the competition, and now they finally finished

"Ok then… on to the results!" an old man said

"There are only 2 groups that seemed worthy to go up against each other. The difference between their performances and the other group's performance are definitely very big."

"So then… the 2 groups going to the finals are…" the old man's voice faded as he got the envelope in his hands and opened it

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"The popular's princes and the vampire night" he said slowly. Everyone was silent. A smile unconsciously tugged on my lips as I looked down at Marcy. She looked dazed and had the same expression on her face. She looked up at me in a daydreaming manner

"Looks like was right" she squeaked, not fully back in reality. The crowd finally grasped what the judges said and freaked out. The guys were also flipping out, like the idiots that they are

"if I was with you guys, the judges would've just given us the trophy after our performance"

"Then why'd ya have to go with the stupid populars?" she asked. I knew what I could've said, but I didn't know what I should've said. I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't. I want to go back, but I can't. In a few weeks I could, but just not now.

"I honestly don't have an answer for that"

"So I was right. You are an idiot" she said calmly, but the look in her eyes changed. It changed but I couldn't exactly point out what emotion it was.

"You only noticed that now?" was all I could say

"I've always known that" she smiled

"Congrats Marcy…" I said sadly. I wanted to just kiss her and hug her, but no. that would blow my cover. In a few weeks, I'll be able to do that… I know I will…

kiss scene in the next chappie~ aaaaaaaaaaah KILIIIIIIIIIIIG a whole lota kiliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig. translataion... hmm i have no i dea what 'kilig' means in english... but anyways there's kissing in the next chappie! that's kilig! ah!