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Chapter 2, Music and the soul
Fionna wondered around the school, ear buds in, music blaring through her eardrums. She danced through the halls letting the music take her towards her classroom. She jumped into the classroom and spun around humming the songs tune as she went to take a seat. The few students that, much like her, had decided to be early watched her with curious eyes. Fionna noticed their stares and smirked. She jumped up on her desk and began to dance like a fool, the music in her ears flowing through her movements, until finally she jumped down and took her seat. The other students grinned at her performance clapping a few times before going back to what they were doing.
Unbeknownst to Fionna, her music teacher had been watching from his office. He had instantly recognized her as a Merten. "She's got her father's flare… Hopefully that wasn't the only thing he passed on to her." The man thought. He glanced at the clock. Deciding to give students a few extra minutes to arrive, the man opened a book and began flipping through the pictures until he'd found the one he'd wanted. A smile spread over his face, as he looked at the old photograph he held.
The moment Marshal Lee and his band of misfits entered the music room a smirk was plastered onto his rugged features. Where his group normally sat, right in the middle was the temperamental blonde from the day before. She was writing something in a notebook, ear buds blocking the sound from penetrating her concentration. Every once in a while she would lean her cheek against her hand, and tap out an upbeat tune before going back to the page in front of her. Marshal looked at his friends and gestured them to follow him as he took a seat next to Fionna. Each of the band members took their usual seats around Fionna. With another gesture from Marshal all five boys turned to stare at Fionna intently.
A shiver ran down her spin, causing her to drop her pen and snap her head up, as she took her ear buds out. She looked over at Marshal and grimaced. "Dude, are you like following me?" the smirk Marshal wore grew a bit more, as he leaned back in his chair taking her in as he had done the day before.
"Calm down Princess. I have this class, same as you." Marshal gave her wink.
"Do NOT call me Princess" Fionna hissed the word out, as though it burned her tongue to even speak it. "You ego pig." Fionna turned her head toward the front of the room, trying to ignore him.
"Tell me your name and I wouldn't have to keep calling you Princess, Princess." Marshal watched as Fionna went to plug her ear bud back in, unfortunately for Fionna the teacher was sliding into the room at that moment, playing the tune of Bad to the Bones on an electric guitar. Sighing, Fionna buried her music device into her backpack and sat back to watch the Teacher preform.
All at once the teacher stopped and pointed to the boy next to her. "Marshal Lee! You ready to rock with ya' bad self!?" Fionna glanced at the boy next to her as he got to his feet, taking up another guitar. The pair played their guitars, as the other members of Marshals band filled in the other sounds of the song. A smile played at Fionna's features as she listened to the boy sing.
The nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder
At the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up
Said "leave this one alone"
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
I broke a thousand hearts
Before I met you
I'll break a thousand more, baby
Before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
I make a rich woman beg
I'll make a good woman steal
I'll make an old woman blush
And make a young girl squeal
I wanna be yours pretty baby
Yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
And when I walk the streets
Kings and Queens step aside
Every woman I meet
They all stay satisfied
I wanna tell ya pretty baby
Well Ya see I make my own
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
As the song ended, Marshal flashed Fionna a grin, which caused her to blush much to his delight. She looked away and glared at a wall, as the boy returned to his seat. He could tell she was irritated by him, but it did not stop him from pushing her buttons just a tiny bit further. "So you gonna tell me your name yet Princess." Fionna growled in response. "Alright, how about I guess? And if I guess right you tell me." Fionna's smirk was all Marshal needed to start his questioning of the blonde he stared so intently at. "Linda, Kimberly, Anne, Marie, Elizabeth?" Fionna made a face at each name, not letting on to the fun it gave her to see Marshal squirm. "Tiffany, Diana, Lilith, Brenna, Frances?" Fionna in turn giggled at the close proximity he came to her name.
"Close. Want a hint?" Fionna asked a smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Marshal opened his mouth to answer her, but was quickly cut off by the teachers booming voice.
"FIONNA MERTEN?" He called from his office, tending to the attendance now that he had woken the class up.
Fionna sighed, their game at an end. "Here!" she replied crossing her arms over her desk. Marshal grinned slyly, leaning toward her more.
"Would've never thought of Fionna." She blushed lightly and looked back at him. He liked the look of her blush against her pale skin.
"Well, I would've never picked you out to be a Marshal Lee." She looked up at him, her blue eyes framed by thick, dark lashes; it caused Marshals heart to skip a beat. He dropped his smirk as he stared into her eyes. They mesmerized his being in an almost hypnotic manner. Fionna returned his stare; she could see the same hurt that reflected in her own eyes staring back at her through his. 'What caused this hurt to stain his life…?' In a mere second the moment was gone as the Teacher walked out of his office singing that's Amore. Fionna instantly whipped her head around to face the front, her cheeks beaming an already deep blush. Sighing inwardly Marshal ripped his eyes away from the blonde. He could not help but like her the tiniest bit.
Fionna was relieved after the first half of her day was spent. She'd been forced to participate in an odd sound making game, the object being to figure out what instrument made the sound. It was easy for her to do, as the girl she was partnered up with was quite vocally comfortable.
"Fionna, could you stay behind for a few minutes? I'd like to talk to you before you leave." Mr. Ice asked as he placed the instruments away, the room already starting to empty as the students filed out to lunch. Fionna walked over and started to help him. She had recognized Mr. Ice the moment he'd slid his way into the room.
"Mom didn't tell me you worked here Uncle Simon." Fiona stated feeling slightly hurt that it had been kept from her. Simon sighed and wrapped an arm around Fionna's shoulders. He led her back to his office giving her a soft squeeze before he sat in his chair. Fionna took a seat and looked around the office, various photos hung on the wall, and many were of Simon, her father and mother. She knew the three had been best of friends while Simon and Fionna's father attended the Academy. It brought tears to her eyes as she remembered her father's bright smile. Fionna shook her tears away. She wasn't ready to break down.
"A while after the funeral you're mother and I had a sort of falling out." Simon held up a hand to stop Fionna from further questioning. She stuck her bottom lip out in a small pout that made Simon chuckle. "It was over a meaningless thing. It no longer matters. But it was because of the falling out that we didn't talk to each other for a very long time. In fact your mother called me a few days ago and that was the first time I knew you were even coming here."
Fionna frowned, wondering what had happened between her mother and Simon. She knew better however then to press the matter. "Its good to know you're here Uncle Simon." When Simon pulled a face she added, "Don't worry I don't expect special treatment." She grinned and stood to leave as Simon relaxed greatly.
"Oh, Fionna. Here…" He got up and took a framed picture off his wall, turned and held it out to her. "I want you to have this." Fionna looked down and stared at the picture of Simon, her father and mother. Tears over-flowed her eyes. She had reached her breaking point...
Hey hey hey! I hope you guys liked my second chapter hopefully there weren't too many typos.
I gotta say can't wait for the next chapter. Prehaps a certain blonde will be performing for a certain Marshal Lee. Also I do not own any songs in this chapter. HOWEVER! the song Fionna is writing in chapter one was an inspired piece from TreeTrunks Dreaming of Love from Adventure Time. the oher parts were me. *shrug* Anyway! ;P read on and Review! it might help me update faster!