Ch. 6
(Marceline's point of view)
I went back to my house feeling a bit nervous. I was finally able to leave this horrible house. I get to leave behind my good for nothing dad. I get to leave behind all of my horrible memories. In short, I get a new start. But... Why do I still feel guilty? Even so, I told Finn that I'll move in as soon as we establish the drama club. When I walked into my house the radio was letting out static. Garbage seemed to have piled and my dad was sleeping against the wall. I knew that if he slept there he'd wake up with a sore back so I shook him.
When he woke up I said, "Dad. Come on, you can't sleep there,".
He woke up and opened his eyes a bit but closed them, "Oh. I must've caused more trouble for Marceline huh?" was what he had to say to me.
I couldn't take it. I immediately ran straight towards my room. He could've said hello. He could've asked me how I was. Instead he treats me like a stranger and then thinks he must've done something wrong? What's with him? I preferred our relationship before the accident. He used to call me his daughter, used to get me presents and sweets. Now, he just smiles, keeps to himself and acts like I'm a stranger. He still gets into trouble through his drinking and gambling problems. Before going to sleep, I packed a few bags with some of my personal belongings. Then laid on my bed and drifted to sleep. In my sleep I had a weird dream. I was a vampire queen in this dream. I flew wherever I wanted but I had to sleep during the day. Finn was in this dream as an adventurer. Weird. He doesn't seem the adventurer type because he's so timid and nervous around people. Still, I prefer the Finn I know over this Finn any day.
The next day I decided to visit Bonnibel at her dorm. After the incident with her parents, she was taken away from them. Now she lives in the female dorm and became a slacker like me. When I entered her room, it was pretty neat and clean. All except for her bed which was a jumbled mess with her still sleeping on it. I went to wake her up when a magazine caught my eye. My eye twitched, a male model magazine? Really? I rolled it up and smacked it on her head with all my might.
"WAKE UP!" I screamed.
"OW!" she screamed, "What was that for?" she asked.
"I never took you as the perverted type Bonnie," I told her waving the magazine around.
Her face turned bright red, "Give that back! Its not mine!" she yelled and snatched the magazine out of my hand.
"Sure its not yours." I said sarcastically.
"What are you doing here anyways?" she asked.
"Same goes for you. Shouldn't you be at school?" I asked.
"You should be too," she countered.
"Yeah but I'm a delinquent. Your still smart enough to have a future." I told her.
"Yeah... but I'm not like how I used to be. You know how I feel about this." she told me with a gaze to the floor.
After the incident Bonnibel became very distant with everyone. She used to be even more popular than Lsp and had a boyfriend. However... She spent 2 months in the hospital after getting surgery. Her boyfriend never visited her and ended up going out with another girl. She was alone for 2 months with only nurses seeing her. She was so lonely until one day she skipped class and that's how we met. We became somewhat good friends and hung out more often then not. She's a good person and deserves better but sometimes bad things happen to good people. We got ready and went to school 3 hours late but better then never showing up. We both got 2 hours of detention but it was fine. Especially since Finn and Heather were waiting for us. Finn got permission from Simon, a history teacher that used to be friends with my dad. He also said he'd be our advisor but we needed one more member.
"This is hopeless," Bonnibel said aloud.
"Don't say that. We just need one more member," Finn told her.
"Yeah. I'm sure I could find one more member," I added.
"Alright, since your so popular. Then go get one right now." Bonnibel told me while poking my chest.
"Huh?" I said getting embarrassed.
"Yeah. Marceline, you can do it!" Finn supported.
Heather stayed quiet and, before I knew it, I was thrown out of the room with the door slammed behind me. I started banging on the door but they wouldn't open it. After yelling I just sighed and started walking until I heard.
"Hey baby. Wanna go on a date?" A guy said.
"You have five seconds to back up or your head's going into the ceiling." a girl told him.
A group of girls were cheering, "Go Clara! Kick his butt!" they cheered.
They guy grabbed her arm and she twisted it behind his back. His face twisted in pain as she lifted him up and kicked him into the ceiling.
"Whoa. That was impressive," I said aloud.
She approached me, "Sorry you had to see that," she told me.
"It was pretty cool to watch. Who are you anyway? I've never seen you here before," I asked.
"She's Clara! A new exchange student! She legendary for her kicks!" a fangirl yelled.
"Apparently, so legendary that she has fangirls." I muttered.
"Well, who are you?" she asked.
"Marceline. Would you like to join the drama club for fun? We're trying to start it back up. We just need one more member," I told her.
"Sure, sounds like fun," she answered.
"Can we join!?" Her fangirls asked.
"No." I answered bluntly.
"Why can't they?" Clara asked.
"Personally I like quiet, do you really want to hear them cheering for everything you do?" I whispered.
"Good point. Sorry girls. Please understand. You can cheer me on when we do our plays though," she told them enthusiastically.
They cheered and ran off. Clara turned to me with an exhausted look on her face. It must be exhausting to have fans. We made back to the club room to find it open. When I told them that Clara was going to join Bonnie fell over. Everyone else cheered though. We can finally start the club up.
For the next three days I was left alone with Clara a lot. Finn, Bonnie and Heather worked to get us recognized as a club. Clara said she wanted to get to know me better as a friend. People approached her like she was a celebrity while others treated her like a monster. She was an amazing fighter I'll admit. I saw her beat up a couple people without even being touched. We walked around in a park, hung out on the roof of the school or just went shopping. She was cool I guess. After shopping we sat on a hill overlooking the city. The sun was setting and I felt at peace.
"That sunset looks beautiful." I said aloud.
"Yeah. I have a question for you." she told me.
"Fire away." I told her.
"What do you think is the most important thing to a person," She asked.
"Hm... Talent maybe? Cause if you have talent at least you have a path to follow," I answered.
"I can see how you can think that. But what happens when a person doesn't have any talent?" she countered.
I shuffled a bit, "I don't know. What about you?" I asked.
"For me, the answer I found... was 'family' because they are the ones that keep you sane." she told me.
"But what if they're the ones that made you insane in the first place!" I countered.
She shook her head, "It doesn't have to be your actual family. It could be your friends too." she told me.
"Well, how'd you find out your answer was family?" I asked.
She looked up at the sky, "Well. That's a long story. Growing up my parents used to fight all the time. There wasn't even an ounce of warmth between them. There was nothing at all. They didn't even bother to fight. Neither of them were to blame but just as time goes on simple misunderstandings turn into big grudges. And before they realized it their relationship had fallen apart. Back then I used to rebel all the time. That was how my kicks became legendary. I'd take out my anger and frustration on anyone I could find. I was a terrible person. But someone eventually opened my eyes. It was my little brother. He was always quiet and reserved but he was very kind hearted. He was a good kid but I was a bad sister to him. Now that I think about it; I never once seen him smile. Two years ago my parents reached their breaking point and decided to get a divorce. The result was my brother and I was locked in a bitter custody battle. I was ready for the whole ordeal to be over so I didn't care which but... my brother was still young and couldn't deal with it. He put his foot down and refused to go with either of them. We'd never seen him act like that and then..." she stopped.
"Then what? He jumped" I asked.
"Yeah. He said if my parents were going to get a divorce he'd jump off a bridge and he did. Even now I can't say why he did it. Its not that he wanted to die or anything but I think even he didn't know why he did it. But regardless of the reason, because of him we were able to become a real family. All the problems seemed to disappear. His body felt cold and we weren't sure if he'd make it." she told me.
"But he made it right?" I asked.
She shook her head, "Nope. He died right in front of us." she told me and hugged her legs.