"Did you hear about the new kid we're getting in Sikowitz's class?" Marceline asked Elise as they walked up to her locker.
"Yeah, let's hope Jade doesn't pour more coffee on them." Elise joked, putting a few things in her locker before shutting it.
"I wonder what they got in for?" Elise pondered out loud. "Could be another dancer." She suggested.
"Or a singer, or musician." Marceline added.
"You know, I've never met a writer or a poet or anything like that." Elise realized.
"I doubt they let people in for being good writers." Marceline scoffed playfully as the two made their way to the Asphalt Cafe, continuing to wonder what the new students talent might be.
"I'm just saying, he could just be an actor like Beck." Elise inputted, paying Festus for her lunch.
Elise and Marceline saw Andrè, Tori, Beck and Jade sitting at a table and decided to join them.
"Hey, you." Beck smiled at Marceline as they sat next to him, giving them a kiss on the cheek.
"Dola, what took you so long?" Jade whined to Elise, pulling her down next to her.
"I was putting stuff away in my locker." Elise answered, chuckling at her neediness. "Whats got you all like this?"
"Ah, she's just a little grumpy cause she got stung by a bee." Beck informed her while chuckling.
"See that?!" André exclaimed, looking to Tori. "Everybody but me!" He looked up at the sky, "Come on, bee's. What's a guy gotta do to get stung?"
"You still on that?" Marceline scoffed at him exasperatedly.
"How could I now be Marce?!" He softly slammed his fist on the table with each word. "What does Jade got that I don't?" He pouted.
When he realized the looks he got from the entire table he quickly mumbled, "I- nevermind."
Beck shook his head, looking down to flip through his script pages, which caught Tori's attention. "Ooooh, script pages?" Tori reached forward and took the pages from him.
Marceline resisted the urge to roll their eyes while Beck quickly reached forward to take the script out of her hands. "Ah, not for you."
"Wait are those the scripts for the movie you're auditioning for?" Marceline gasped as they asked him eagerly.
"Yeah." He shrugged casually.
"Chéri! That's so great!" Marceline beamed at him, taking the script and started to skim through it. ( darling! in French )
Tori looked at him, surprised. "That is so great. What movie?"
"I'm taking your pickle." Jade told Tori, reaching and grabbing it off her tray before she could protest. Tori just rolled her eyes.
YOU ARE READING
A Fucking Ghost / Beck Oliver
فكاهةMarceline Frédérique François Vega. A mouthful isn't it? 16 years old. Adopted younger sibling to Trina Vega. Older sibling to Tori Vega. Singer and Writer that attends no other than Hollywood Arts. And practically a ghost to the Vega family. Only m...