"So, how do you know the band?" PB shouts over the loud playing music. I quit my head banging to respond, "I used to sing with them!" I see PB smile out of the corner of my eye, "That's so cool, Marcy!" I bite my lip and smile, head banging to the music again. PB joins in with me, grabbing my hand. I look down at our clasped hands and smile. PB puts her lips to my ear and whispers, "So I don't lose you." I nod, squeezing her hand. She squeezes mine in response and we continue to dance. I spot a few of my friends across the room however don't bother saying hi. This night was just for Peebles and I. "You enjoying the concert?!" I shout, grinning at her. She nods, jumping about to the rhythm of the music. I couldn't help but stare at her. Marceline, stop. I think to myself. But she looks so amazing... And she did. She really did. Did I like Bonnibel? It wouldn't be a shock if I did. She's amazing. Don't even think about it, Marcy. A girl like that would never go for a dead-beat like you. I feel saddened at the thought, but, y'know. The truth hurts. I see Bonnibel eyeing me carefully. "What's wrong?" She shouts. I pretend I didn't hear her. I see her frown out of the corner of my eye. She holds my chin and turns my face so that I'm looking at her. "What's wrong, Marceline?" She only used my full name when she was being serious. "Nothing! I'm fine, don't worry." I replied. She pouted in response but turned around anyways, knowing that I wouldn't say anything. She squeezed my hand tightly and I appreciated it.
"I really had fun tonight, Marcy. I hope you did, too." PB says, smiling. I nodded, biting my lip. Why did I feel so sad all of a sudden? Brighten up, Marcy. "You did have fun, right?" She asks. I nod again, smiling. She sighs and rubs her arm, staring at the floor. "Well, uh, night, I guess." She says, standing at her doorstep. "Night, Bonnie." I say. "Sweet dreams." I whisper as I walk back to my bike.
Wait to ruin a night, Abadeer. You really messed it up this time, haven't you.
I decide to text Bonnie because, well, if anyone randomly acted like that with me, I'd be super confused. "Sorry. I just got a little down. I'm fine now, though." I lied. She replies almost instantly, "Did I do/say something, Marcy?" She asks. I frown, "Of course not you silly butt. It wasn't you." Was I lying? "Promise?" She asks. I sigh, "I promise. Now, go to sleep. It's like, 1am. Sweet dreams, Bonnie." "Sweet dreams, Marcy."
As I sat in the food hall at school, wishing so much that I wasn't eating processed 'meat' and 'potatoes', I see Bonnie walking towards me. She was wearing a black t-shirt with a pair of normal light blue jeans. A different choice for her, however she still had her pink touch with her bright hair and her just-as-bright pink converse. She sits infront of me and grins. "What? What happened?" I ask her, frowning. "I have a surprise for you!" "Uh, what?" I say, confused. She sighs, "Well, because the concert was so amazing, I thought we could do something tonight, too!" She says, her giddiness flooding her speech. I groan, resting my head in the table, "But I have concert hangover." She laughs, "Nuh-uh. No exceptions. I had homework yet I still went with you." "And look how much fun you had!" I said, defending myself. "Exactly! You're gonna have fun tonight, whether you like it or not. So sh. Meet me at my house at around 6-ish?" I smile and rake a hand through my hair, "Okay, fine. See you at 6, Princess." She rolls her eyes at the word Princess and walks off.