He walked to his next class. It was Music. Finn had been learning the flute for a while. He walked inside and looked around, there were instruments everywhere. He walked to a chair and sat down. One by one, people started to come inside, slowly taking their own seats. The teacher gave them all an instrument each, giving them the instrument they normally learn. Introducing herself as Miss More. He looked around at the other students, stopping at one. She was a very tall girl, with dark ebony hair, pale skin, red lips, a rocky punk hair style and had large canine teeth. She was holding a red bass. She had an awesome sense of style. Finn couldn't help staring. She eventually looked over at him, giving him a serious look. After a few more seconds of him staring, she poked her tongue out at him and laughed. He was surprised by this but smiled back at her. After a few more minutes, the teacher called her up, reading out her name. "Marceline..." he whispered under his breath. He loved it. It was so different and very magical, somehow. She got up in front of the class and placed the bass in her grip and played some chords. She was awesome at it, she must have been playing for a while. Everyone clapped. She playfully bowed and sat back down, flashing Finn a smile. He blushed at this.

After that period, it was recess. He made his way to the lunch tables and sat down, pulling out his lunch box. He took out his sandwich and took a bite. He looked around and saw everyone eating in groups. He wasn't in one. He saw Phoebe's group. CB was no where to be found. She looked so adorable when she laughed. Finn smiled at her. She suddenly looked over at him and giggled. His face went red. "BANG!" Finn jumped and quickly looked at where the noise came from, the whole table shook. CB stood in front of him. Bending over the table, staring right into his eyes. Finn gulped. "Sup?" his voice was very deep,

"H-Hey,"

"What did you think you were doing with Phoebe, huh?!"

"W-What are you talking about?"

"In Maths class, duh!"

"N-Nothing!"

"You better watch your back," CB hit the table again, causing Finn to flinch. He looked around, everyone was staring at him. He sadly looked down. Everyone slowly continued to eat again. Finn frowned, throwing his sandwich back into the lunchbox. "Gee, that looked rouph," it sounded like a girl, Finn quickly turned around and looked up, he could barely see who it was because she was standing right infront of the sun. She sat down next to him. He could see it was Marceline. She had her back facing the table, leaning against it. She was wearing a red tank top, a black leather jacket, black jeans, red boots and sunglasses. She was chewing gum. "What happened there?" she pointed to CB, who was sitting next to Phoebe,

"N-Nothing.."

"He looked tough, what's his problem?"

"He thinks I'm flirting with his girlfriend,"

"Are you?"

"N-No!"

"Okay okay, calm down," Marceline cackled, there was a long silence. "You know, people usually intoduce them selves. Just sayin'," she blew a bubble. She raised her glasses. Up close, she had large red crimson eyes,

"Oh- Uh, I'm Finn,"

"Marceline," she held out her hand and he shook it, "but you probably already know that, right?"

"Mhm,"

"Why are you sitting by your self?" she gestured to the empty seats,

"I don't know, I guess I don't have any friends,"

"I'll be your friend, dude. I'll sit with you," she smiled, showing off her canines and roughed up his hair, tilting his beanie. He smiled.

At the last period, Finn and Marceline went to Chemistry class. They sat next to each other. Marceline kicked her feet up and placed them on top of the table. Finn stared at her. "What?" she looked at him. As she said this, the teacher passed their desk and pushed her legs back down. "If you don't mind, I'd like to keep the desks clean, please," the teacher faced her,

"Yes, ma'am!" Marceline sarcastically saluted her. The teacher rolled her eyes and wrote on the board. She wrote across the board 'Miss Claweforde'. Marceline scoffed and looked around the room, leaning her arm on Finn's chair. "Look who it is, little Miss Nerd," Marceline pointed her out to Finn. He looked in the direction and saw a girl around Marceline's height. She had long blonde hair with pink streaks, rosy cheeks, pinky blue eyes and pink lips. She was wearing a long sleeved pink top, dark pink shorts and pink flats. She was very pretty. "Who's that?" Finn asked,

"That nerd is officially known as Bonnibel. The Princess of nerds," she clarified,

"She doesn't look that nerdy,"

"Oh, believe me. She is," Marceline told him. He looked at her for a bit longer. "Don't you like her or something?" Finn asked,

"I did at first but she turned out to be like everyone else. Don't get to that point,"

"What point?"

"The point where you end up like everyone else. Try not to catch it, it's highly contageous,"

"I'll try my best," Finn smiled, Marceline smiled back. Half way through the lesson, Miss Claweforde paired everyone up with partners. She paired Finn with Marceline. Bonnibel was the only one left and she had no partner. "Don't give her to us, don't give her to us, don't give her to us," Marceline whispered under her breath. "Finn and Marceline! Bonnibel can go with you two!" Miss Claweforde seated her next to them. Marceline banged her head on the table and groaned. "Lovely to see you too," Bonnibel sat infront of them and placed her things on the table. Marceline gave her an over exaggerated smile and layed her head back on the table, giving a loud 'thud'.

After an hour, which felt like forever, passed. Finn and Marceline made their way to the oval. "I'm glad that's over with," Marceline sat under a tree,

"Yeah, it was pretty awkward,"

"Pretty awkward?"

"Okay, really awkward,"

"That's more like it, Chief," she layed under the tree, Finn sat next to her. They watched on as people played on the oval,

"Hey Marceline?"

"You can call me Marcy if you want,"

"Okay... Marcy?"

"Yep?"

"Why do you hate Bonnibel so much?"

"I don't HATE her, I just... Don't enjoy her company anymore,"

"What happened?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, anyway. The past is the past, we may as well just move on," as Marceline said this, Bonnibel walked over. "Speak of the Devil," Marceline sat up,

"Nice to see you too, Marcy. Hi Finn,"

"Hey," Finn answered back,

"Don't call me Marcy,"

"Fine, can I sit with you?"

"No,"

"Yes," Finn and Marceline replied at the same time,

"Why did you say yes?!" Marceline became angry,

"She's not mean, Marcy. Calm down," Finn reassured her,

"Fine," she crossed her arms as Bonnibel sat down next to Finn, leaving him in the middle. Marceline slipped her sun glasses down onto her nose and leant on the tree. Completely ignoring Bonnibel. They all looked up at the trees, watching them sway in the wind. One by one, they slowly fell asleep.