CHAPTER 13

I threw myself on my double bed, closing my eyes, sighing. I couldn't believe that as soon as I had left Bonnie alone, something like this had happened. I know it's irrational but I feel like as soon as I leave her alone, she will be in danger again. Recounting the incident that had happened earlier, my hands ball into fists, I had never felt that angry and disgusted at someone before. I honestly thought that I was going to kill him or something. If it weren't for Bonnie needing comfort, I probably would have. What would have happened if I had left her for another second? Thinking of Bonnie, I feel a lace of selfish sadness sweep through my heart. What had she said? That she doesn't have time for a relationship due to all her responsibilities. And the kiss, fuck, the kiss, the electric spark was real. Argh there goes my stupid head again! I don't like her like that, for god sake. Well anyway, I had got her number, incase we needed to talk about friend stuff and friend stuff only. I don't care that she doesn't have time for a relationship. I think. I hope… Jeez, that sounded weak, even in my bloody head.

Putting my problems aside-Marshall had been acting really off today. He had been really spaced out, like he was thinking about something else. He had even forgotten to insult me when greeting me and when I reminded him he called me a "bumhole". How weak of an insult is that? Come to think of it, he even forgot to badger me about my new "love interest" or about asking my friends over. My brother protects and looks after me all the time, no matter how much I complain and deny it, so I'm going find out what is wrong with him and sort it out.

I walk to Marshall's room, hoping to confront him but opening the door a crack, I find that he's on the phone, the other person on the line hadn't picked the phone up yet. I was about to walk away but I saw crease lines on Marshall's forehead and his palms had a sweaty sheen to them. I immediately perked up with worry. What had got Marshall so worried? Did this phone call have something to do with why he was acting strange? I stopped my racing thoughts when Marshall started talking.

"Hey Fionna." Marshall rubbed the back of his neck and laughed nervously when someone on the other side of the line said something.

"Yeah, sorry for disturbing you-I'll make it quick." I pressed my ear firmly into the crack so I could hear Marshall's next words.

"Err, after we work on the project after the lecture on Thursday do you… want to g-go for coffee and doughnuts mayb-be?" Marshall said weakly, clenching and unclenching his fingers.

"Yeah, you would want to go?" Marshall looked so relieved I thought he would cry.

He laughed nervously again before replying "See you later Fionna."

Oh my Glob. My brother was acting like a nervous, moody wreck the whole day over a GIRL? I wanted to burst out laughing at the thought. My so called cool, suave brother who struts around so arrogantly, knowing well that left and right girls are staring, was stuttering over the phone asking someone on a date? Woah. This is so rich, I can't wait to stuff it in his face! Before giving him advice on being a gentleman. I'm not that mean.

Cackling, I tip-toed back into my bedroom and grabbed my phone. I tied up my black mane of hair in a ponytail before texting Bonnie.

Hey princess, you'll never believe this.

A reply came almost a few seconds later

Marceline if you don't stop calling me that unbelievably stupid nickname I will murder you. Why do you call me that anyway? And what happened?

I laughed at Bonnie's response

don't your knickers in a twist Bonnie. you're the princess of the school, everyone practically worships you, thats why haha. my bro, whom acts like he is every girl's dream come true, was freaking out over some girl.

I can imagine you teasing him already, how did you find out?

well he was acting weird all day so I spyed on him while he was on a call with her, not purposely though

Goodness Marceline, do you have no sense of privacy, although you are a good sister I'll admit. If something was up with MY brother, I'd take a few days to notice

I flush at Bonnie's compliment

thanks Bon, want to go for smoothies tomorrow ?

Have you finished the Math revision paper yet?

yes.

I actually haven't but I know if I say I've not done it then she will make me do it rather than go out.

Who are you and what have you done with Marceline?

I snigger, apparently princess knows me better than that.

fine I haven't. but it won't make a difference anyway, I'll still fail the bloody exam

Marceline you're smarter than you think, I know that for a fact. How about I come over tomorrow to help you on some theories you don't get?

oh goodie Bon-Bon :/ see you at school princess

Did you just manage to sneak two ridiculous nicknames into a nine word text… I cannot believe you. Yep, I'll see you

I burst out laughing, I can hear Bonnie's exasperation over the phone.

Gnite princess ;)

If I didn't know you better I'd think you were coming on to me with the last text. Goodnight, Marceline the Vampire Queen :)

I laugh aloud at the irony of the text she sent, I lay there on my bed, grinning like an absolute idiot at my phone screen and not caring in the slightest.

- the next day, after school -

"Sooo Bonnie, you alright with motorcycles?"

Bonnie whipped her head to me, scandalised, "Marceline do you know how dangerous they are?"

"You know I only have my trusty motorcycle and no car, how did you think we were getting to my place to study?" I smirk, patting my bike, my grey eyes trained to her.

"OK, fine, you've never had an accident right?" Bonnie frets, pulling at the sleeves of her pink jumper.

"Don't you trust me?" I ask playfully, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes," She blushes.

I throw a leg over my motorcycle, revving her up, "Then get on, Schwabl won't bite."

"You named your motorcycle Schwabl?" Bonnie, ever the cynic says.

"Yeah, it's a cool name. If I ever got a dog that's what I would name her."

"Alright." Bonnie raised her arms in defeat, tentatively getting on the bike.

"You do have a helmet for me right?" she panics, and I stifle a laugh at her worrying.

"Yes princess, I knew you would be high-maintenance so I brought one. It's in the top-box."

Rolling her eyes, she reached for the helmet.

"It's pink, with rainbows?" She looks at me strangely. Damn Bonnie always with the questions.

"I never wear a helmet, so before coming to school I popped in the store and got one, so you wouldn't make a fuss." I admit, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Aw Marcie that's sweet," she laughed, "you're so adorable, but you really should wear a helmet. Firstly it's not at all safe. The number of fatalities per vehicle mile travelled is 37 times higher than cars."

"I'm not adorable." I reply in a gruff voice, choosing not to reply to her factual-talk.

"You so are."

"Call me that again Bonnie." I challenge her light-heartedly, zipping up my leather jacket.

"Adorable."

Grinning, I start the motorcycle and ride out of the school carpark at top-speed startling Bonnie whom had barley got her helmet on.

"MARCELINE." She shouts, the wind gushing in our ears, "that was so dangerous, you idiot!"

Despite her words she tightens her grip on my sides, her head nestled into my back, while I pretended to myself that I wasn't enjoying it immensely.

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