Author's Note: Hey guys this chapter is during lunch time and after school. They get to know each other better and we find out a little more about Fionna's past after school ends. Here we go!

Fionna's P.O.V.

As soon as classes were over I made my way to the lunch room. Once again I was stopped. Damn can't these people just leave me alone. It was that Gumwad again.

"Fionna, I invite you to sit with me today during this lunch period." he said

"Hmm, how bout you go sit down with your friends and I go and eat my food. Sounds like a plan. Bye" I waved and continued walking to the lunch line

"But wait! I invited you to sit with me any girl with any sense at all wouldn't turn down that opportunity." he was so desperate I almost felt bad for the guy. Almost

"So what, go ask your adoring fans." I retorted quite rudely

"Please?" are you eff-ing kidding me

"No."

"I'll-"

"No."

"But-"

"NO! Get it through your thick skull not everyone likes you and what part of 'no' don't you understand!" I yelled this dude was seriously getting on my nerves "Just go away"

I watched as he dejectedly walked away and I rubbed my temples. Why is it that every single time someone approaches me I have to cause a scene. I looked at the 'food' they were serving and just decided to get an apple or starve. Wait a minute my everything burrito! I'll just run to my locker and get it. I cut through the crowd of people flooding into get some of that crap they call food, and was knocked down when I ran into somebody.

"Shiz, why the hell are you just standing there?" I asked the person I ran into I didn't even look up at them. Then I heard a familiar voice.

"What? It's a free country I can stand wherever I want to Fionna." I looked and saw Marshall Lee smirking down at me he reached out his hand to help me up

"Hey Marshall Lee," I slapped his hand away "I can get up on my own" I huffed

"Fine then. Where you running off to, huh?" he asked

"I'm going to my locker to get my lunch, this stuff they serve here shouldn't even be considered food."

he just laughed at me and I started to walk away but then I noticed that he was accompanying me

"A girl shouldn't walk the halls alone during lunch time, this is when the mean girls come out." he cautioned and I snickered

"Oh I don't think they'll be troubling me anytime soon." I said cracking my knuckled

"Huh?" he looked at me, I guess he hadn't heard yet I'll show him the video later

"I'll tell you later okay." we finally got my lunch and we headed back to the cafeteria, we sat down at an empty table and Marshall spoke up

"Okay, spill." he looked at me

"I think these video's will explain better than I ever could," I gave him my phone and he watched the two videos

He looked at me and then the phone and then to me he did this about twenty time.

"You pissed off Gumwad, and you beat the tar outta five seniors. Including Ashley! That must be why you have a black eye. Will you Fionna, be my best friend."

"Yes I'll be your best friend Marshall Lee, but that isn't all. Gummy buns came up to me at the beginning of lunch and tried to get me to sit with him, obviously I said no. I almost felt sorry for him he's so desperate to have me like him." I shook my head

"Seriously? He's so pathetic." he agreed "Anyways it's your first day here and you've already made the bad ass impression on everybody, I really liked the part when you bowed to the audience in the first video and the part when you complained about unfairness in the second video. It's hilarious." I held up his fist

"Totally," we fist bumped again "By the way how come all the tables around us are empty some people are actually sitting on the floor than to sit by us." I was intrigued

"Oh they are really scared of me and now they are scared of you as well so they decided that it's better to sit on the ground than to be at a table near us and run the risk of getting attacked." he shrugged like it was normal

"Now why are they scared of you?" I asked

"Because my nickname is Marshall Lee the Vampire King. Has a nice ring to it, they call me that because I resemble a vampire, I'm allergic to garlic, I prefer red colored foods to normal food, like apples and strawberries and spaghetti with sauce and stuff like that, I always were red and/or black, and lastly," he pointed to his teeth "my teeth are really sharp." he finished biting into a strawberry

"Wow, my best friend is a freakin' vampire. That's so awesome!" I was truly excited

"Wow normally people go running away screaming, well I usually don't get this far into a friendship in the first place." he chuckled

"Do I seem like a normal person to you?" I sassed

"Nope you are everything but." he smiled a true smile

I hope this will last a long time.

~ Time Lapse ~

After school

Marshall Lee and I talked all throughout lunch and then we finally had to separate again and I was making my way to the therapist's office today was the first session in this new town. I sighed this was all part of the living on my own arrangement that my foster parents made. I pushed the doors open to late to run away now.

"Excuse me, I'm here to see Dr. Simone Petrikov." I said

"Sure thing honey, sixth floor, second office on the right." she said in a southern drawl she reminded me of... no I will not think about it. It's too soon it's only been a year.

"Thank you." I nodded and walked to the elevator

I wonder what this Simone lady will be like. I hope she isn't one of those people who try way to hard to me your friends, oh glob if she's like that I'm gonna hurl. I knocked on the door and I immediately opened and I saw an older woman maybe about thirty-something, she had long beautiful white hair and she wore a blue button-up trench coat, and a pair of dark blue jeans. She's very fashionable. She motioned for me to sit down.

"So you are Fionna, it's pleasant to finally meet you." she stuck out her hand

"Sure it is lady." I said rather rudely and crossed my arms. She put her hand down

"Fionna, I know you don't want to be here. But sadly you have to be if you want to get over whatever it is your working through." she said calmly her voice was a little raspy but it somehow made me feel a little bit better

"You damn sure of that," I blew a piece of my hair out of my face "so I take it they didn't tell you the reason why I'm here." I was kinda shocked my foster mom told anyone and everyone what was wrong with me Probably to get sympathy

"They wanted to but I stopped them, if they had told me then that would have taken away from your comfort. I want you to tell me yourself when you are good and ready."

"Thank you, everyone in the town I was in previously new what had happened my par-foster parents told everyone who would listen it's nice to know that they haven't told at least one person." I felt safe here

"I didn't know those weren't your real parents they seemed to resemble you a little bit."

"Well they aren't, the foster program I'm in tries this weird thing where they match you up with families that look like they could be your real parents since they want us to feel like our biological ones actually came back for us. Pssht if our real parents didn't want us then, why would they want us now?" I spat

"Sometimes our parents were in bad situations when we are born and when they finally get out, if they ever do, they try desperately to get us back or they at least look after you from a distance if they find that you are happy." she smiled warmly

"Bull. My parents gave me up in the most terrible way possible if they truly cared then they would've had the decency to actually put me up for adoption instead of just leaving me out in the forest for dead wrapped up in a small sheet to keep me from the cold, if Kate didn't come along and rescue me I wouldn't be alive today." Kate, why did I have to bring up Kate. I started bawling uncontrollably. "I am so weak to cry in front of a complete stranger."

"Shh shh shh it's okay honey. The past can be painful but just think about all the good things like what happened today. Did anything good happen today?" she went to my side and comforted me

"Well I met someone on the bus today and this person is super cool and they asked me to be their best friend because we are so alike." I sniffled I didn't mention Marshall Lee's name because I knew the therapist would tell my 'parents' and then everything would fall apart.

"Really hon, that's great does this person have a name?" she seemed happy for the moment

"Yes, but I don't want to tell you because then you will tell my foster parents and then they will want to meet h- I mean this person and then they will tell this person what happened and then they won't want to be friends anymore!" I thought about it even though he doesn't have any friends what happened that day was too much for even him to handle. I started crying again.

"Oh I'm so sorry Fionna, I understand. You don't want to tell me then that's fine. Just tell me when you are ready." we just sat there for the rest of the session her holding me close and me just sobbing. I'm glad I got a female therapist or else this would be very awkward.

As we neared the end of the session she spoke up,

"Fionna." she spoke softly as not to startle me

"Hmm" I looked up

"I think I know which method would work best for you." she pulled out a medium sized book it was blue with golden trimming and on the front were the words "My Life" embroidered in a mix of gold and green, it also had a small lock underneath the title, it was a very beautiful book. "This book is where you can write down all your thoughts and emotions. I will not read this book it is all for yourself to read and write, and here is the key." She handed me a silver key with intricate designs and a little heart shape on the very end. "This is the only key so don't lose it, keep it close to your heart. Only you will be able to see what is inside this book." she finished

"So it's like a super special diary?" I asked sticking the key inside the lock

"No. It is a story, a dairy has the daily account of a person, this book will hold the story of a person." she was very wise for a thirty-something year old

I opened the front cover the pages were all blank except the very last one, it read "Life is a Journey, Not a Destination" I felt so thankful to Simone right now she didn't pressure me to tell her anything, she gave me a book to write my story in not a stupid dairy and she gave me the key to it so only I could see what was inside.

"Thanks Simone." I said softly all the anger and spite taken out of my voice thanks to this woman who seemed to understand what I was going through

"It's nothing Fionna, I believe that whatever is going on, you can get through it you just need to let others in and they will help heal you much like what I have done today, would you like to come in next week?"

"I would love too." I smiled this one was real much like the one I have when I'm hanging out with Marshall, it's not forced, there's no secret agenda behind it, it's just a true smile.

I walked out of that office happier than I have felt in a long time. I couldn't wait till next week, heck I can't wait till tomorrow, I would get to see Marshall Lee the Vampire King. My best friend. I got back to my house and took out a chain. I put the key onto it and draped it around my neck and I vowed never to take this off no matter what (other than to write in the book of course) and I went to my desk and started writing.

Today is August 22, 2012,

This is the beginning of my new life. My past is my past and I need to talk about it but I am not ready to quite yet. I feel as though I need to live my life my way but instead of being alone I can let others in. Today for example I met someone who is pretty cool and this person, an outcast, a being who seemed as unlikely to let others in as I am wanted to be my friend. And what was more shocking is that I wanted to be their friend too. Another person wanted to be my 'friend' but I knew he was just trying to change me into one of his adoring fan girls he has the whole school brainwashed into thinking he is the average person who is kind to everyone but he's not, I know from experience. So I turned his invitation down I was not going to change myself for someone else that is not the new me. The new me is independent, strong, and won't take crap from anyone. That is the new me. I also met a woman her name is Simone she is the one who gave me this book, she is a friend now even though we never said it out loud we both know that we are friends. This is my first day at a new school, and a new town, I have met two people here that I believe that will help me heal.

My name is Fionna, I am 15, I go to AAA public high school, I am of average intelligence, but I excel in fighting, I have one best friend, and one confident, both of whom I know will not hurt me. I have many problems but I think that I will be able to manage. My name is Fionna, I am 15, and this is a story, the story of me...

I locked the book and went to sleep. I was tired from everything that happened today and after all that crying I was pretty beat. I just wanted sleep I promised myself that I would get up early tomorrow. Tomorrow was a big day, I can't wait...

Simone's Log

Session 1

Doctor's Notes:

Fionna is a strong girl I knew from the second she walked in. Just the way she acted spoke as such, she had a black eye and some scratches here and there I assumed that she must have gotten into a fight and probably one or else knowing the people at the school she would have been much worse. She had a very angry demeanor about her but in her eyes there was a mix of anger, sadness, regret, and something else that is quite common for a girl like her: Loneliness. I had found out that she was adopted and her real parents had left her in the middle of the woods, a terrible thing to do to a child. I also found out that something very traumatizing must have happened in the town she was living in before and it must have involved someone named Kate for her to break down after the mere mention of her name. She has seemed to have had many traumatic experiences for someone that young everything she said was only half of the story and she made sure not to tell me too much about herself. Based on what she said about her real parents I think that they are one of the reasons she is so bitter and she truly despises her foster family. They showed me some pictures of her before she was like this, she looked so happy so carefree, the only things I can see from that time in her life were her bunny ears even though they have been dyed black and her blond hair. She told me that she had met someone today and that they have befriended her, I have no idea what the gender of this person is nor there identity, I can only hope that whoever she has met today will be good to her she doesn't need anymore problems than she already has right now. When she talked about this person she had a certain gleam in her eye like she was looking forward to seeing them again, it made me cheerful to know that she has let at least one person into her life. I gave her a book, this book is where she can write down her story, it is not a simple diary or journal, it is somewhat a storybook the story of her life and she can update it everyday it is her emotions and her past all in one the story doesn't have to make sense it only has to leave a clear understanding to Fionna who will be the only one to look at the pages I will not forcefully pry into her life like some other people but I will wait until she's ready. I believe that book will make a difference, she seemed so much happier leaving than when she came in. I can only hope for the best when it comes to those that I cannot help unless they are willing for it. I have to go now someone is waiting for me. I will update this log next week when the next session ends.

-Simone Petrikov

I closed my computer. This week was my week to care for my god-son. His mother and I made a deal that I could take look after him every other week and make sure he isn't wrecking the house he lives in alone because he can't stand his real mother and has seemed to replace her in his mind with me. I had to be home quickly so he wouldn't worry, he's such a nice young man when he wants to be. It's a shame the kids at school don't like very much. I sighed and shook my head.

"Hey Simone, you'll never guess what happened today!" strange he's never this excited over anything in quite a while.

"What is it? What happened today?" I asked curiously

"I met someone." he said

What a coincidence.

"Who?"

"A girl." he said now becoming shy

"A girl? Come on Marshall Lee! Spit it out"

Author's Note: Drama bomb even though I'm pretty sure you guys were expecting that you guys are smart like that. I really thought this chapter was going to my like three pages whoops turns out to be six and a quarter. Simone is not crazy in this she is totally normal and Marshall Lee is having a concert soon and I only have like one song in mind so can you peoples give me some suggestions? Please? Anyways see you all in the next chappie and you reviewers are too kind