Ch. 11

(Marceline's point of view)

It was the day of the final mid-term and I had just finished mine. I could feel the weight of the world come off my shoulders only to be replaced with new ones. Finn's play is happening next week during the school festival. I was going home until...

"You think you can get away with disrespecting me!?" I heard Lsp yell.

I ran over to see Lsp was fighting Bonnie, "Yes, I can! Your nothing but a wanna be!" Bonnibel yelled back.

Lsp tried to claw her with her fake nails but Bonnibel grabbed her wrists. Lsp tried to pull away but instead got her knee kicked. She fell forward and Bonnie let go while moving out of the wall. Lsp scrambled off the ground and tackled Bonnibel. She started smacking Bonnie repeatedly. Bonnibel tried to block her hits but Lsp's nails really did a number on them. I couldn't watched my friend get beat up like this. I rushed in to help her. I grabbed Lsp by her hair and ripped her off Bonnibel. I threw Lsp onto the ground and went over to help Bonnibel up.

"Can't fight me alone huh!? Too much for you!?" Lsp yelled.

"Oh please! She was just doing what any friend would do! I guess you wouldn't know that since you have no friends!" Bonnibel yelled.

"Oooooo!" the crowd yelled.

Lsp was mad, very very mad, "Just you wait Bonnie, just you wait. Let's go Brad." She said and walked away.

Bonnie spat out some blood, "Worthless tramp." Bonnibel spat.

"Jeez, she did a real number on you. Come on. I'll fix you up in your dorm room," I told her.

We went to her room and I started patching her up. Clara came in a couple minutes later and helped me. The entire school must know by now. Especially with all the fake gossip Lsp must be spreading.

"How'd this start?" Clara asked.

"She approached me acting all big and bad like she's the queen of the world or something. Next thing I knew she threw a punch then stuff got real. Man, fake nails hurt." Bonnibel complained.

"Yeah yeah. You'll feel fine in the morning." I told her.

"Hey, what's that?" Clara asked pointing at a magazine.

"Oh, Bonnie here is a pervert," I giggled.

"I'm not a pervert!" Bonnie yelled.

Clara looked through the magazine, "Yep. Your a pervert," Clara agreed.

Bonnie ripped the magazine out of her hand, "Is everyone going to start calling that!?" she asked.

"Nah, just me and Clara. Right Clara?" I asked raising a hand.

She high fived me, "Heck yeah. Lets call her PB. Perverted Bonnie." she suggested.

"Heck yeah! That's perfect!" I laughed.

"That's it! Everyone out!" she yelled.

Me and Clara were still laughing as we left the dorms, "Think she'll stay mad?" Clara asked.

"Don't worry. She'll get over it cause she's a moron," I told her.

"Your so mean," Clara joked.

"I know. Queen of evil, right here," I said pointing to myself.

We laughed and poked at each other. It was a lot of fun. But all fun things must come to an end. Time went by and it was two days before we had to do our play. Everyone already memorized their lines and we practiced but... Stage fright is a real thing. There's a major difference between performing in front of your friends then performing in front of the entire school. I ruled out that Heather is going down faster than I can say my lines.

"I can't do this guys," Heather told us.

"Yes you can. Just do what Bonnibel's gonna do." Clara told her.

"What am I gonna do?" Bonnibel asked.

"Imagine every guy's in their underwear." I joked with a sly smirk.

She straight up punched me, "You, shut up. Heather, you can do this. Just imagine no one's watching." she told her.

"I... I don't want them to be completely uninterested!" Heather replied.

"Jeez. Your so freaking hopeless." Bonnibel said.

"Yeah. Like your love life." I told her.

She kicked me in the gut but I kept laughing, "Your so distasteful," she said aloud.

"Is that what he told you?" I asked still laughing.

"I'm done. I'm going to my room." she told us and left.

Clara helped me up, "Maybe you should calm down with the insults. She is your friend," Heather suggested.

"Yeah, I guess. But who cares." I shrugged.

Finn and Simon were acting out a fight that's in the play. It was semi interesting because there acting needed a lot of improvements. Eventually me and Finn practiced some lines but man did his acting ruin it. I never acted before but I was much more believable. At one point I had to hug Finn and man was he blushing. It was so funny I couldn't help but start laughing sadistically like an evil vampire should. Nightfall came and we all decided to go home. Finn walked close behind me and I couldn't feel comfortable at all. He was staring at me. It was starting to get really creepy. Eventually we started walking side by side and I could help but smile. When we got home it was pretty boring. We ate, watched some television, and went to sleep. I was happy to say that I haven't seen anything strange since I met Billy. He was weird when we first met but now he's ok. I remember Heather actually played a joke on him. She rewrite his script and made him play as a tree. He talked to Finn about it and they figured out who the culprit was. Heather denied it at first of course but eventually she gave up on the prank. I smiled as I stared up at the ceiling thinking about my friends. I remembered how each of them had their own sad back story. Clara and Billy had some similarities because both of them had a sibling that committed suicide. It'll be ok, Finn says time heals all wounds. However, some wounds can't be healed or forgotten. I gripped my shoulder remembering how my dad ruined my life. I sighed heavily and allowed myself to succumb to sleep. However...

I woke up to the sound of something dropping downstairs. I quickly got dressed and went down to investigate. In the living room was Finn looking through some of Jake's old personal belongings. Jake was becoming a famous actor but had to stop. He looked like he was having fun as he preformed in front of hundreds of people. Finn looked distraught as he realized what happened.

"It was me... Marceline... They gave up their dreams for me!" he said, voice filled with distraught.

I pilled up all of Jake's old belongings and pushed them aside. I grabbed Finn and shook him a bit but he wouldn't snap out of it.

"Finn! Keep it together! You have to perform for the play in two days!" I yelled trying to get through to him

"I knew... I always knew that they gave up something for me. But for it to be their dreams? I was so selfish I..." he said softly.

I interrupted him, "This isn't the time for that Finn! I'll clean up here, you go get some sleep!" I yelled.

He shakily got up and went up the stairs to his room. I gathered up all the old pictures and diaries that belonged to Jake. I heard a creak and looked to see Jake standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"I messed up didn't I? Oh... this is the worst time for this to happen." he told me.

"I know, but what can we do?" I asked.

"There isn't much we can do but hope. You go on and get some sleep too Marceline. Your going to need all your strength for tomorrow." he told me.

I nodded and proceeded up the stairs as I heard Jake sigh. Why now? Why would Finn even look in that shed in the first place? I hope he'll be able to perform on the day of the play.

Next morning came and I was outside fixing myself as Finn came out silently.

"Hey, aren't you going to say good bye?" I asked.

He didn't answer me. He just stared at the ground as I frowned and started walking. I heard him following me and I started to feel awful. Could it have been my fault that he checked the shed in the first place?