CHAPTER 11

Marceline sighed, stretching her worn muscles as she grabbed a crimson sports towel out of her duffel bag. Training had been fucking hard today, she thought as she soaked up her sweat. After an exhausting circuit, that can consisted of planks, medicine balls, pull-ups and more, the coach had made them play intense three V three games, the losing team doing a forfeit of twenty push ups and squats. She was on the losing side more than she'd like to admit-it seemed like the tough coach had put her with the worst people in the team so that she could push herself or something? Whatever her intentions, it's starting to tick me off, Marceline thought. It was a good training session though, She admitted reluctantly. Marceline could already see her stomach becoming more toned and her biceps looking slightly swollen, from all the training over the past few weeks, although her brother swore blind that she was a liar and that wasn't possible. She perked up from her musings, when she realised that she was taking a lift from Bonnie home. Marceline skipped in excitement, before realising what she was doing and quickly shoving her hands in her basketball shorts and pressing her mouth into a hard line. While waiting for Bonnie, she took out her phone and typed a short message to Marshall saying that she'd be home a little late. What she wore for basketball training was slightly on the revealing side, with a black tank top (that had ABADEER printed on in red lettering) and small, grey basketball shorts. She also was wearing a blue headband to keep her long hair out her eyes. I probably should have brought a jacket or something, Marceline grumbled to herself.

"Looking good Abadeer." Marceline whipped her head up to see an insolent boy smirking at her. It was Monty, or Magic Man, as his fellow jock friends on the football team had dubbed him. As he was so "smooth with the ladies". It disgusted her, how could people date such an ugly git. Literally, all he wears is canary yellow. He probably thought in his head that it made him stand out, but it just made him seem like a ripe banana in Marceline's opinion. She had heard stories about him from Gumball at lunch, as he was the one that had to sort out Monty, being the captain and quarterback of the football team. He hated Monty's guts more than anything and that was saying something as the Gumball hardly spoke badly about anyone.

Marceline glared at him fiercely, "Fuck off, you ugly git. You wish you had a chance with me." That wiped the self-absorbed grin off his face, Monty walked off tail between his legs.

"That's right you better run." Marceline said loudly. She couldn't stand guys like him who thought that all girls were desperate to throw themselves at them-they reminded her too much of the pigface Ash.

Marceline switched on her phone after glaring at Monty's back for good measure, her eyebrows raised in surprise when she noticed the time, where was Bonnie? It was already 5:30 and Bonnie was never late. Ever.

Earlier

Bonnibel POV

"Alright, great job everyone-I know we did a couple of hard sets today, but it will totally be worth it when we kick those dillweeds, the Swimming Performance Club team's butt!" I raised my fist in the air and everyone came over to me, whooping with glee.

"Ya know, they call themselves the sharks, like, what a mainstream, name." Melissa, LSP's on/off best friend stated, she wasn't the best on the team (she was far more interested in keeping her nails perfect than training hard) but hey, at least she had enthusiasm.

"Right everyone, cheer time." I beckoned everyone over, giggling at Melissa's comment. Everyone shouted with all they had.

"WHEN WE SWIM FREE, IT'S A CUP OF TEA!
WHEN WE SWIM BACK, WE LEAD THE PACK!

WHEN WE SWIM BREAST, WE BEAT THE REST!

WHEN WE SWIM FLY, WE WAVE BYE-BYE!

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO A-T-H ORCAS!"

"That's great guys, now go get showered and get plenty of rest for the swim meet. I'm looking for some personal best times, you can do it."

The team grin back at me, "Yes, Captain."

As they file out into the changing rooms, chatting chaotically as usual, I felt overcome with pride that my team had worked so hard for the upcoming swim meet with the SPC's Sharks, they were really a great team, I didn't mind all the extra work in addition to my council and schoolwork duties if it helped them. Absorbed in my thoughts as usual I didn't notice that someone had sneaked up behind me.

"Bonnibel, your handling of the team is just staggering, but that isn't the only staggering thing about you is it?" He stepped out of the shadows, raising his eyebrows suggestively and scanning my body like a piece of meat.

I felt a jolt of fear run though my body as I recognised the red-skinned, stumpy man.

"Ricardio."

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Two creepy guys hitting on the main characters in this chapter ;)

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