Chapter 4: Friendship

Marceline POV

After half an hour both siblings were sat in the kitchen finishing their pizzas.

"Got any homework?" Marshall inquired, playing the part of a big brother for once in his life. If I had a dollar for every time people thought I was the older one, I'd be rich, well richer than I was.

"Nah, it's the first day," I shrugged, staring at the picture of Marshall and I as kids with our grandfather that hung on the wall.

"Marshall," I said in a serious voice tinted with sadness "We have to visit Simon this weekend okay?"

Marshall nodded solemnly and both our eyes watered. Silence enveloped the room for a few minuets.

Marshall finally broke the silence, trying lightening the mood he said.

"So have you met any guys your type yet?" Marshall asked casually, but I could tell he was bursting to know. I hadn't dated anyone in my whole life except the low scum-ridden life form called Ash whom I (due to impaired judgement) dated for a few months, before I came to my senses and expelled him from my life. Of course after Marshall and I had thrown a few punches at him.

"No." I had hesitated too long. He smirked.

"Yes you have." He ran his (dirty) hands through his seemingly silky hair. From experience I can tell you it is not as silky as it looks. I knew there was no point lying to my brother because he always knew if I was telling the truth or not (and vice versa) it was like we were telepathically connected or something. But right at that moment I didn't feel like sharing my strange gut feeling with my non-sympathetic brother, so instead I said "Maybe," I paused "But I don't wanna talk about it yet." Marshall looked like he was going to say something, but he stopped himself, deciding to respect my privacy for once and nodded.

Marshall and I were as tight as any siblings could be, because, the both of always felt like outsiders, moving to a new country we were alone and we both didn't make friends easily. Before that it was still just the two of us, in our private school in England (before I went to the boarding school), and our father didn't approve of any of the friends we made. Generally we told each other everything but everyone has their secrets.

"I have been hanging out with a few cool people though, I met them through this dude in homeroom, and he asked me to hang out with his friends, and I did cause they seemed okay. And they were, you'd probably like the dudes Finn, Jake and Gilroy, they all play basketball and are apparently really good, and they're also all into the PS4." I looked at my brother and saw his face become excited.

"Really?" he question, a smile bursting onto his face, he looked like a child that had just gotten a new toy. "You have to invite them over."

"I'll seem like a total duffer." Marceline shuddered in horror. "I can't just invite them over."

"Sure you can." Marshall grinned. "You said you're their friend right?"

"No." I scowled fiercely. "I never said anything about being their friend. Just acquaintances."

"C'mon Marceline, you gotta make some friends, you can't just rely on yourself, and me all the time." Marshall said softly.

"Sure I can. Just watch me." I folded my arms, stubbornly.

"Marcy friends are really good, you can go out and have fun with them, people you can talk to when you feel stressed or upset and they can support you." He said seriously.

"Now, I know I'm pretty awesome, but you need more people close to you than just me in your life." He half-joked.

"Promise me you will give friend-ship a try," He pleaded, "I know all your relationships became wobbly after that piece of shit who you call Ash, but you need to try."

I nodded.

"Thanks Marshall. You're the best brother" I wrapped my arms around him.

"Welcome." He replied, hugging me tight.

"Ok let go now, you didn't wash your hands after you ate your pizza." I ordered seriously.

Marshall laughed.

"So you'll invite them over then." He went to our sink and scrubbed his hands.

"Yes yes, when I'm comfortable with them, stop bugging me already." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Are those all the people you know? No girls?" Marshall questioned, surprised.

"Nope, there are three girls too called Lady Rain, Bonnibel and LSP this gossip."

"Lady Rain? What kind of name is that?" He said incredulously.

"Her names actually Laura Raina but Lady Rain's easier. Anyway, don't let Jake catch you insulting her, they've been a couple since elementary." Marshall's eyebrows shot up.

"Whoa okay then." Marshall remarked. I hummed in response. For the next hour Marshall and I talked comfortably, as we always did, making our way to the lounge again and continuing our conversation there. I told him all about the 6 people I had met and he talked about how tedious university was compared to high school. By the time I slept it was already 12pm, but I shrugged it off, I usually slept at this time, or even later.

I went to sleep dreading the next day when I had to complete the mission Marshall had assigned me-make some friends.

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