A/N: Do you know what? Fuck family. Fuck everyone in my entire family. Christ.

Anyway, apart from that whole rant i guess my life is going pretty well. Here's the chapter or whatever, yay.


The pink haired girl walked down the hallways towards the music lesson. It seemed ridiculous to think that just a few days ago she hated the lesson and now she couldn't wait to get in their and here some more of Marceline's songs.

"Sorry I'm late Mr Petrikov." She sang, earning a nod from the man and a gesture to the seat next to Marceline. The pale girl was sat with a pair of headphones over her ears and a look of concentration on her face as she clicked hastily on a music program on the computer. Bonnibel sat next to her, a smile on her face, and grinned when the other girl noticed her.

"Get lost, I'm working on something." The younger of the two frowned and began to log onto her own computer.

After half an hour of Bonnie trying to figure out what to do Mr Petrikov finally stood and got everyone's attention, dark blue eyes shining with glee as he spoke.

"Alright Class, We have been working on this project for a while now and i would just like to say a massive thank you for your patience when we ran out of instruments." He paused and clapped his hands as he scanned the room. "Who would like to share what they have done so far?" The room was silent until one of the boys next to Finn and Jake spoke up, his mop of black hair covering turquoise eyes.

"I will." He said with joy, turning in his chair and pressing play. It was, obviously, dubstep. Most of the girls grimaced at the music while the boys began to bob their heads to the beat.

As soon as the torture ended Simon smiled and thanked the boy before turning to everyone else.

"Anyone else?"

"Can i sing a song?" It was odd; Bonnibel looked at Marceline who had now suddenly materialized a black acoustic guitar in her lap.

"Sure, go ahead." Marceline nodded and began to play, smiling when Simon put a mic in front of her.

"If I'm a bad person, you don't like me

Well I guess I'll make my own way

It's a circle

A mean cycle

I can't excite you anymore

Where's your gavel?

Your jury?

What's my offense this time?

You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me

Well sentence me to another life

Don't wanna hear your sad songs

I don't wanna feel your pain

When you swear it's all my fault

'Cause you know we're not the same

We're not the same

Oh, we're not the same

We're the friends who stuck together

We wrote our names in blood

But I guess you can't accept that the change is good

It's good

It's good

Well you treat me just like another stranger

Well it's nice to meet you sir

I guess I'll go

I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger

Well it's nice to meet you sir

I guess I'll go

I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend

This is the best thing that could've happened

Any longer and I wouldn't have made it

It's not a war no, it's not a rapture

I'm just a person but you can't take it

The same tricks that

That once fooled me

They won't get you anywhere

I'm not the same kid from your memory

Well now I can fend for myself

Don't wanna hear your sad songs

I don't wanna feel your pain

When you swear it's all my fault

'Cause you know we're not the same

We're not the same

Oh, we're not the same

Yeah, we used to stick together

We wrote our names in blood

But I guess you can't accept that the change is good

It's good

It's good

Well you treat me just like another stranger

Well, it's nice to meet you sir

I guess I'll go

I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger

Well it's nice to meet you sir

I guess I'll go

I best be on my way out

Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend

Ignorance is your new best friend

Well you treat me just like another stranger

Well it's nice to meet you sir

I guess I'll go

I best be on my way out

You treat me just like another stranger

Well it's nice to meet you sir

I guess I'll go

I best be on my way out.." The room was silent as the last chord drifted off into silence, Marceline shifted slightly in her chair before the room erupted into cheers. All Bonnibel could do was stare and smile at the girl before her.

"Well, well, well...Looks like we have some hidden talent in this room." Everyone looked up to see Mr Carrole stood in the doorway with a smirk. "You have a few days left to enter the talent show Marceline, i hope you make the right decision." Marceline just picked her bag up and left as the bell went, not wanting to stay in the same room as him for too long.


Marceline sat down at one of the tables in the cafeteria and smirked when she saw Finn and Jake walk up to her, grins on their faces.

"Yo, that was awesome man!" Finn shouted as he pumped his fist in the air.

"Yeah, where have you been all weekend anyway?" Marceline shrugged and took a bite out of her sandwich.

"Hanging with Bonnibel." She mumbled, raising a brow when Jake laughed. Finn immediately joined and Marceline groaned, putting the food down. "What's wrong with that."

"Last time we spoke to you, you said she was a prissy goody two shoes princess and stormed off." Finn sat down next to his brother and ran a hand through his blonde hair, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose before taking his signature white bear beanie out of his bag and putting it on.

"Oh come on, she had a tantrum and i made fun of her. We're friends now." Jake snorted and shook his head. Marceline thought about the other day when she called her her best friend. There was a slight fluttering in her chest and her stomach began to tie itself up into a knot. Suddenly, her mouth was moving on its own accord. "She's different, Wonderfully different."

"Aw, has little Marceline got a crush on the new girl." Jake cooed, earning a death glare from the girl.

"I do not have a crush." Marceline spat as she ate her sandwich. Jake just grinned at Finn who smirked back, nudging each over before finally eating their meals.


Bonnibel closed the door behind her, grinning when she saw her father in the kitchen with her older brother Robert.

"Hey Bubba." She sang as she skipped into the kitchen, hugging both her father and mother before opening the refrigerator.

"What's got you so happy Bonnibel?" Helena asked with an arched brow. Her father, Richard chuckled and watched as his daughter shrugged and poured herself a glass of banana milk with a grin.

"Maybe there's a boy involved..." Robert suggested, taking a seat next to Richard. Bonnibel just blushed and turned back to the fridge as she put the milk away.

"Rob, I've told you many times before; No boy could ever make me happy."

"Hey, B? You forgot your bag in my car again." Bonnibel turned to see Marceline, bag in hand, with a smirk on her face.

"Sorry Marceline.." The girl shrugged and looked around the room at Robert and Richard before handing the pink rucksack to Bonnie.

"When's the history assignment due anyway?" Marceline asked as she sat down and watched as Bonnibel opened the fridge with a roll of her eyes and take out a carton of strawberry milk.

"Erm...next week." The older girl grinned as she was passed a glass of the pink milk. Bonnibel sat next to her and drank her own milk.

"You still haven't told us why your all 'sunshine and daisies' little sis," The older boy said, earning an odd look from Marceline.

"Is he your brother or something?" Bonnibel nodded, smiling up at her brother before looking back at Marceline.

"Yeah, there's me, Robert and Goliad. Though she's probably asleep or something." Richard chuckled and nodded.

"Yes she is, as soon as she got on the sofa she was out like a light."

"Anyway, there has to be some sort of source of your happiness." Bonnibel just rolled her eyes for the second time that evening, making Marceline smirk.

"Trust me when i say it isn't a boy." The raven haired girl snorted at that and almost tipped her glass of milk over which was now only half full.

"They think it's a boy? You with a boy? An actual boy?" A short pause and then, "A boy?"

"Whoa whoa whoa, so your..." Robert's face contorted into an expression of extreme thought before one of realization crossed his features. "Your gay?" Helena laughed at that, already knowing about Bonnibels preferred gender.

"Well...sort of..."

"Sort of?" Marceline interrupted with a shriek, flailing her arms around in the air as she spoke. "She's so gay that she probably has wet dreams about...Anne Hathaway!" Bonnibel giggled at this, a grin on her face as she shook her head.

"I do not. Anyway, who was the one to shout 'Angelina Jolie is sexy' in English today?"

"Because it's the truth Bonnibel, i mean have you seen her in maleficent yet? Oomph, just oomph."

"Wait wait wait, I'm confused. Are you two dating? Is she the one who makes you all happy?" Both of those questions made the girls blush uncontrollably, earning chuckles from both Richard and Helena while Robert just stood there with a serious expression on his face.

"No no no no no, just no. no no no."

"I think they'd make a cute couple." Helena commented with a smirk, watching the two girls as they grew more and more flustered.

"Helena darling, don't you think they've suffered enough?" Richard asked, though his smirk was full of mischief.

"Alright, alright..." Helena lifted her hands up in defence, making Robert even more confused. "But..if they do end up dating i want you to take me out for lunch one day."

"Fine by me."


Marceline and Bonnibel had retreated upstairs to finish some homework they had been assigned together for. Even though the younger girl had insisted she do all the work for them Marceline had been pretty persistent in getting Bonnie to let her help.

"So...Book reviews?" The pinkette nodded and took out a few sheets of lined paper, handing one to Marceline as she did so.

"Yes, you have to pick three books which you have already read and write a paragraph about how each book interested you. Then when you have done that you move on to a three page essay about your favourite book and go into more detail about the book and the characters and the writer." Bonnie took a break to breath, making Marceline snicker a little.

"Fine by me." They got to work almost immediately and after half an hour Bonnibel was already finishing her third single paragraph on one of the books she had chosen. The way the author portrays the characters in the last chapter of...And she would have finished it too if it weren't for her mother calling her and Marceline down for tea.

"I'm glad you've finally decided to join us girls." Bonnibel had to fight the urge to glare at her mother and instead focused on Marceline's rambling.

"If you want me to leave i can, i mean it is your meal and i don't want to intrude or anything. Plus your brother and dad are here so you must want some family alone time or whatever." Bonnie smiled up at Marceline who stopped abruptly and closed her mouth.

"You're staying. Full stop." The elder girl smirked and sat down next to Bonnibel who began to eat straight away.

"What is this stuff?" She hissed into the pinkettes ear, staring at the big glob of meat in front of her.

"It's disgusting i know, my mum wanted to try and make her own meatloaf and it didn't go so well." Marceline shrugged and prodded her fork against the brown blob, giggling as it wobbled slightly.

"Hey erm...thanks i guess, for helping me with the book reviews and all?" Bonnibel was now at the front door, Marceline standing on her doorstep and the drought sweeping throughout the entire house.

"It's nothing Marceline, we are partners for the project." Marceline blushed and glanced down at the floor uncertainly, scratching the back of her neck as she tried to search for the right words to say.

"Yeah..i guess you have no choice, huh?"

"Even if we weren't together on this i think I'd still help you as much as i could, your my best friend." Bonnibel stepped up onto her tiptoes and very quickly pressed a kiss to Marceline's burning cheeks, smirking when the skin there grew hotter underneath her lips. The younger girl stepped backwards and smiled at Marceline who, in return, smiled quite bashfully and stumbled away with a dazed look on her face.


yaay. they finally did something to move their relation ship along. woohoo. yeah. *implied sarcasm*

But still, fuck everyone. Except you guys who reviewed and followed because you guys are cool. Can i join someone's family?

Seriously though. Yellowcard is the only thing getting me along here. You guys should listen to them. They're really good. :)