Hi! Ha ha I always say hi to people. Oh well, I'm a pretty friendly person, so anyways on with the story! Oh by the ways I forgot to mention the ages of the characters. So here they are:

Fionna: 16 going on 17 soon.

Marshal Lee: 16 going on 17 soon. Well he is a vampire so that means he's actually turning 100, but he looks 16 so tough nuders! (My sister asked me to say that. :/)

Michelle Lee: 15 going on 16, she's the youngest out of the five.

Mark Lee: 16 won't be 17 for a while

Mitchel Lee: 16

Michael Lee: 16

Cake: 16 in human years

Yerp everyone else is 16.

It was first period Language Arts to be exact at Adventure high. It also seemed that Marshal Lee had the same class as Fionna. Unfortunately, so did Ashley.

"Hey Fionna," Marshal Lee called, as he high fived the adventuress. "What up?"

"Nothin."

"Hey Marshie!" Ashley screeched. "Why are you talking to her?" She sneered, glaring at Fionna.

"She's cool." He shrugged, Ashley just laughed, a shrilly laugh. It was highly annoying, as everyone in the room flinched at the sound. Just then a young woman, about in her mid-20's walked into the room with a look of distaste on her features.

"Everyone," She said in a kind voice. "Please take your seats." Imminently taken with her everyone sat in their seats, she smiled, revealing perfectly white fangs. She sat on top of her desk, swinging her legs back and forth. She was quite a beautiful woman. She wore brown cowboy boots, a short jean skirt, and a white blouse, her hair was a light brown, and she wore glasses. "My name is Mrs. Belle." Soon a boy in the back raised his hand. "Yes?" She asked.

"Are you married?" The woman threw her head back, and kicked her legs up fiercely as she laughed.

"Yes, sorry." She smiled there were groans heard throughout the room. Causing the woman to blush. "Well, why don't we get down to business. Since I know most of the teachers are going to make you do a lot of paper work, and give you a whole bunch of rules. I am going to save all of that till next week." People cheered, and a few hands went up. She called on a person from Lumpy Space.

"Then like, what are we gonna do all day?"

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Lumpy Space Princess, but my friends call me LSP… You're not my friend." She added. Mrs. Belle looked at her for a moment, but ignored it.

"What I have planned for my classes is a surprise. So what I tell you, go along with it." There were murmured agreements throughout the room. She jumped from her desk and started grabbing students and pairing them up, girl/boy. She finally came up to where Fionna, Marshal, and Ashley were sitting.

"I want you," She said pointing to Marshal, at that Ashley stood from her seat. "And you," She pointed to Fionna, "To work together. As for you, you're with Lumpy Space Prince." Ashley scoffed, and flipped her long black hair.

"What-Ever." The teacher walked up to her desk and faced the students.

"All right, now what I want you all to do is grab a sheet of paper and interview your partner. That's all for now." Fionna got out a pack of bight neon colored lined paper.

"Whoa! Where'd you get that from?" Marshal asked.

"Made it." She relied. "Which color do you want?"

"Pink." He said instantly. He smiled down at it, his fangs poking out. She chuckled to herself. He gave her a lopsided smile, which caused her to laugh even more.

"Uh, excuse me! But we are supposed to be working here!" Ashley screeched from across the room. Marshal rolled his eyes.

"So you wanna go first?" He asked. Fionna nodded. The teacher handed them a bunch of questions, that you were not allowed to write on, and he asked the first question.

"What's your favorite food?"

"Strawberries." She replied.

"Second question, favorite movie?"

"Twilight." He scoffed at her answer.

"What? I like vampire movies." She pouted, Marshal grinned. "What now!" He shook his head smiling.

"You, when you do that." She blushed.

"Next question."

"Ok, favorite song?"

"Ooh, tough. Hmm, I like Evanesance. You know the band? Anything by them is fine. Oh or Paramore!"

"So you're a rocker?" The girl nodded. "Cool."

"Favorite color?"

"Oh hard. Red or blue. No wait, blue. Definitely, blue."

"Do you think I'm cute?" Fionna's face was on fire.

"That is not one of the questions."

"Nope. It's one of my questions. SO do you?" He leaned towards her, and she pushed his chest back playfully.

"Hmm, no."

"All right, so anything else? Like talents? You're a nerd? What?"

"I love sports, and I have a fondness of any red foods. I think they taste better than anything else."

"Really? Here's another one of Papa's questions. Do you play any interments?"

"Does my voice count? Besides that the flute when I was little. But I haven't practiced for a while now."

"Wanna learn bass?" He asked seriously.

"What you know how to play? Well if you're sure…"

"Hell yea." He smiled punching her arm lightly.

"Ok. So I guess it's my turn to ask. Food, movie, color, song, anything go."

"Strawberries, IDK, red, rock, I AM AWESOME. Done."

"Nice." She laughed. Just then the bell sounded.

"Ok class hold on to your papers, we meet back here 7th period." The class soon filed out, as Marshal Lee walked out Ashley clung onto his arm.

"So what did you do?"

"The same thing you did." He answered in monotone.

"Ugh, don't talk to me like that." She stopped to yell in his face. As she chewed her gum, and brought down her sun glasses. "Anyways, whatever you and that blond bitch did, it's over. Let's go. Here carry this." She said shoving her purse roughly at him, and walking ahead. His sister soon spotted her poor brother standing there holding a tacky purse.

"Marshie?" Her concerned voice sounded. He smiled, the way his sister said it sounded like Christmas bells.

"Yea?"

"Why do ya let her do that to ya? Ya know, treat ya like her slave." Her Italian accent was thick.

"I-I don't know. Trying to be a good boyfriend I guess." He sighed.

"Why do that. When she ain't bein a good gurlfriend?"

"I-I. Your right."

"Hon I know I'm right. You're my brotha Marsh, I hate seeing ya like this." Michelle Lee hugged her brother good bye and walked to her next class. Soon after the late bell rang, as he remained in the empty halls of the school.