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Chapter 3: A Dance with Gumball?
Stepping into the room, everyone broke their necks turning to get a good look at the blond who was standing frozen awkwardly in front of the crowd. Well everyone except for LSP who was investing the moment in trying to get his lady friend to kiss him.
"Who is that?"
"That's Fionna! The adventuress of course "
As I walked by, many different pairs of eyes raked over me, and then darted away when I looked at them. Trying not tot get too embarrassed (I could already feel the heat of a blush rise fro my neck to my cheeks) I stood on my tip-toes and peered around looking for Cake.
Instead of finding Cake, my eyes locked onto those of a raven haired boy, floating in the air beside Prince Gumball- who had his back to me- holding a cup.
I'm not very fantastic at lip-reading, but I could see that Marshall had stopped mid-conversation and had hos jaw dropped in shock. This only made my blush flush deeper I smiled awkwardly and waved.
Marshall recovered quickly, smirked, and resumed with his cool facade he always carried. Which, honestly, go my heart racing as well as infuriated me all at once. Wow I have some issues!
Marshall's lack of returning the conversation at hand, got Gumball's attention. So he turned around and followed Marsh's gaze.
Realizing that I had arrived, Gumball made his way over to me.
"You came Fionna! I'm afraid I didn't notice you were here!" PG said with a bright smile. Ouch...
"Haha yeeahh..." I said awkwardly and trying not to feel too embarrassed for the way I had dressed. What is the point when no one notices? Wait...Marshall seemed to...
I felt myself blush againi.
Looking over PG's shoulder, I could no longer see Marshall. He is a vampire, not a ghost. He couldn't have gotten far. Oh well, outta sight outta mind right? He would get a kick out of seeing me in this dress for real.
"Fionna?" Gumball asked, a questioning look on his face.
"oh I'm sorry, what PG?" I replied slightly irritated he broke my train of thought.
"I had asked if you would like to dance?" Gumball repeated, holding out his hand.
Dancing? This music Wasn't quite what I considered "dancing music."
"But PG, you just have classical musing playing. Not much to dance to is there?" I tried to say as politely as I could so it wouldn't come across as an insult.
Gumball looked taken aback-whoops-and dropped his hand. "If Bach and Wolfgang are not perfect for every occasion, then I don't quite know what is!"
Hmm...I might as well humor him.."Alright! I'll take up your offer!" I said with a plastic smile that I tried to make as genuine as I possibly could.
"Fabulous! Follow me to the center! By the way, Fionna, you look stunning tonight." Gumball leaned in on the last sentence, pulled away, and practically dragged me to the middle of the room.