2nd Chapter: Lunch
Third Person
Marceline walked out of her math's classroom, muttering under her breath, the heels of her shoes scuffing the squeaky floor of the corridors. Math was torture; there was nothing she hated more than numbers. Marceline absolutely despised math. Composing herself, she glanced at her map and made her way to the canteen, where a savoury aroma of food was emitting. After she grabbed a sandwich and some mineral water, she strode over the vending machines where Finn said he would be.
"Oi Marceline! Finn waved at her frantically with a wide smile plastered on his face. "You came." He said happily.
"Yeah yeah, just to make you shut up." She replied dryly, looking around the table. There were five people sitting around it, all of them looked casual as if they were a tight knit group, reclining in their chairs.
"Marceline, this is Jake, my older brother, he's a senior." Finn pointed at a tall, muscular guy with chocolate curly hair and amber-gold eyes. His eyes narrowed, distrusting, and wary of the stranger in his group of close friends. Whilst Jake had the build of a wrestler or boxer, Finn looked more like a swimmer lean but still muscular. The two boys looked totally unlike each other, how could they be brothers? Seeing her confused expression he hastily said "Oh we're adopted brothers, Jake's parents adopted me as a baby but we are as close as any blood brothers."
"Yeah," Jake said gruffly fist-bumping Finn. Jake had his arm around a joyful Asian girl, with very colourful schoolbag. "That's his gf, Laura Rania but we all just call her Lady Rain, and she doesn't speak much English though, only Korean. She's a senior too" Lady Rain smiled and nodded her head.
Next Finn gestured to a strawberry blonde girl whom was pouring over a thick novel. Her eyes were a blue colour of the sea, crystal clear and shimmering, staring into them, you could almost hear the waves crashing against the shore. Marceline felt a strange feeling rising in her gut and she knew almost instantly that it wasn't good. She caught herself staring and quickly turned herself to something else. She looked at Finn and noticed she wasn't the only one noticing the girl's beauty; his cheeks were flushed as he pointed her out. Suddenly Marceline felt severely annoyed at Finn and was barely listening when he uttered her name. "That's Bonnibel," he revealed, looking at her softly "Gem of the school, president of the student council and star of the swim team." Finn realised what he had just said and turned a red hue, stuttering in embarrassment. Marceline glared at him.
"Oh you," Bonnibel said fondly, to Finn, looking up from her book "Sorry, I wasn't in homeroom to introduce myself, and emergency came up with the council." She turned to Marceline, outstretching a petite hand. Marceline took it, she had a strong grip.
"That's ok," Marceline replied, "But why would you introduce yourself?" she questioned, as Bonnibel put her book away in order to answer Marceline's question.
"I'm your guide for the next few weeks until you're settled in," she said sweetly. Her smile was so radiant and pearly white that Marceline had to squint her eyes to look at her.
Marceline POV
Bonnibel was going to be my guide? This was honestly either a curse or a blessing, I wasn't sure about the strange feeling I felt in my stomach and the way I felt angry whenever Finn made his advances. I had never felt like this before.
Next, Finn pointed to a splitting image of Bonnibel except older, beefier and a male, they looked like twins. I suppose I can't talk much though because people say my brother and I do too.
"This is Gilroy, Bonnibel's older brother, quarterback to the school football team," Finn announced
Gilroy muttered a quick hello before going back to the vast, textbook about trigonometry, studying it furiously.
"He's also a nerd." Finn lamented laughing with Bonnibel, Jake and Lady. I even allowed myself a chuckle.
"Oi" Gilroy half-muttered
"This is Louisa Stacy Penelope but we all just call her LSP." Finn introduced the last person on the table to me. She was examining me closely, and seemed to be evaluating me. She had a purple bag, purple clothes and purple hair; everything she owned was over the top. Even her make-up was applied in excessive amounts; it was a wonder she didn't get told to wipe it off.
"Hey there gurl" she started in a typical valley girl accent, "met any guys you find hot yet?"
"Actually no," I glared, I didn't like people sticking their noses into my business, especially gossips, and from what I had seen already, and LSP was a gossip. I had had enough of all the gossips in the previous private schools I'd been to anyway. LSP muttered something under her breath about me being a spoilsport and then whipped out her smartphone rapidly typing on it.
"So any of you tosser's good at basketball?" I inquired with a mischievous grin, "It's not that big in the UK but I've heard it's a huge sport here."
"You're brit-" a boisterous Finn cut off Bonnibel's question.
"Jake and I am boss at it!" Finn said excitedly. "Why, are YOU any good?" Finn chuckled like he didn't believe it.
"You bet, amazing actually" I said, probably sounding arrogant but it was true, I had been playing almost since I learnt to walk "better than you will ever be," I added, not liking the tone in his voice. Jake guffawed and Bonnibel and Lady giggled into their lunches.
"Whoa I never said you couldn't play, its just girls around these parts are usually not that good at basketball. I'm pretty good though. Best in the school, team cap and all that." Finn smirked.
"Humph, we will see about that." I blew my long hair out of my face.
"What class do you have next?" Bonnibel asked.
"Oh let me check," I grabbed my leather bag rummaging through it, "I have science, but I was thinking of going home." I couldn't be bothered to come up with an excuse; I just wanted to go home.
"Nice, I have science too," She exclaimed, barley processing what I had just said.
"WHAT? You can't just skip school like that! It's the first day!" Bonnibel's eyes bulged when she realised what I had just said; she looked as though she was going to have a heart attack.
"Whoa calm down there princess, its just school." I leaned back into my chair taking a bite out of my uneaten sandwich. Bonnibel was fun to rile up, she was so adorable, and honestly in my previous schools I usually didn't care all that much for attendance, as long as I scraped a passing grade in my test my father wouldn't bug me. Off course he was disappointed, but I've been doing it for so many years now he just thinks I'm stupid.
"Don't call me princess." She clenched her fists slightly, narrowing her eyes.
"I'll think about it, princess." I said, grinning
"And for the record it is not JUST school, you can't just skip it!" She squealed
"Why not?" I snorted in amusement
"You just can't." Bonnibel said, her voice rising higher as the colour of her cheeks darkened in annoyance
"If you're trying to convince me you're not doing a very good job." I sang
Bonnibel took a deep breath and paused for a few seconds, trying to think of persuasive idea to make me stay at school.
Suddenly her face lit up.
"You need to receive an education. In a time where knowledge is the most valuable commodity a person has to offer, all the best jobs will go to the best educated, they, therefore will have the best future and life. Also you should at least get to meet all your teachers." She finished proudly.
I snickered. "What, did you get that out of a textbook or something? Looks being a nerd runs in the family." Seeing her pout I added "but alright I guess I'll stay. Just to see my teachers." She looked as if she had just been dealing with an incredibly difficult toddler for a couple of hours.
"We are definitely going to have our hands full this year." Bonnibel huffed to her brother, whom just let out a soft chuckle.
After another 20 miutes of the friends and Marceline chatting, the first bell rang, everyone rose from the table and headed off in opposite directions Finn had Geometry, which he was grumbling about majority of lunch (Bonnibel chastised him), LSP had art, Gilroy had advanced mathematics and Jake and Lady Rain had English
Bonnibel and I started out small talk as we walked through the emptying hallways.
"So, Marceline, where did you live before you came here?" Bonnibel inquired, a curious glint in her eyes
"Well, as I lived in the United Kingdom, in England, for 15 years before I came here" I answered, the first time I had fully answered a question in the day without being prodded. Bonnibel nodded.
"Ahh, so you've lived in the US for 2 years. What school did you go to? Sorry if I'm being nosy Marceline, it's just really interesting, we don't get any visitors here, and I practically know everyone in the town." She said apologetically
"Haha, it's alright. I went to the Badminton School, I dunno if you heard of it, its in Bristol."
"No way, that school is so famous!" Bonnibel's face was a picture of shock and disbelief.
"I got kicked out after one day." I said bluntly, laughing at Bonnibel's awestruck expression.
"You WHAT?"
"The girls there were so arrogant and stuck-up, each one of them thought they were princesses. The popularity there was based on money, Bonnibel. Money. That isn't even something you can earn at that young, you just inherit it," I burst out passionately, " Plus all the teachers hated me and the lessons were boring. It just wasn't me you know? My stupid father put me in there hoping it would teach me to be all proper and clever just like him. So I can take over the family business, which I do NOT want to do, his lawyer firm is pure evil. So I got myself expelled." I must have looked very upset while recounting my experience because Bonnibel pitied.
"I understand Marceline." She offered gently, putting a hand on my arm. "One thing though, didn't you say you had an older brother, earlier?"
"Yeah. He's 19." I confirmed. Bonnibel's face scrunched up in confusion.
"So why doesn't he take over the business."
"Oh, he and my father have a troubled relationship, always fighting, and a year ago when Marshall was choosing his university he chose to go to an arts school near here rather than a law school my father had chosen for him, and that really drove my dad mad because unlike me, my brother tries to do well at school, generally getting good grades. So my dad had high hopes for him. Dad really doesn't fancy the arts, he thinks art schools aren't a proper education. Its actually quite ironic because my brother and I both have a talent for music. I guess after that he passed all his expectations and pressure onto me. My father and I fight lots too but nothing compared to the arguments he has with my brother." I said, twisting the bangles on my wrist.
"That's terrible."
"Guess it is Bonnie. Hey, that has a nice ring to it. I'm calling you Bonnie from now on."
Bonnibel flushed pink, "Okay, I like Bonnie too."
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