A Fucking Ghost / Beck Oliver

Chpt. 6, Tori The Zombie

Right now, Marceline was all sitting in the black box theater, rehearsing for a play. Well, more Tori, Robbie and Beck were rehearsing. They was sitting with Jade, Elise, and Matthew.

Oh right, Matthew, is the new student we got in Sikowitz's class. Though he wasn't new at all to them.

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"Hello you sickly wonderful students!" Sikowitz greeted as he walked through the door, smiling brightly as he did so. "Fun fact of the day, Finland was the birth place of wiener dog."

A moment of silence fell over the class, everyone sharing glances before muttering, "That's just not true. / I don't thinks that's right. / That's false actually. / No, no."

"Yknow sometimes I think, maybe it'll be normal today." Elise leaned over to whisper to Marceline. "I'm always wrong." She shook her head, making them snort.

"What's got you so happy?" Tori asked, chuckling a bit at his greeting.

"Well as they say in France, Un lapin a mangé du pénis de poulpe."

Marceline let out a snort, that snort growing into giggles, those giggles turning into very loud laughter. Throwing their head back, clapping their hands together.

"That..that means- that's means a rabbit ate octopus penis." They wheeezed through their laughter.

"Huh." Sikowitz said. "Hilarious." He said simply before clapping his hands.

"Well.." He started, looking around at the classroom only to frown immediately. "Oh come on!" He threw his hands up in exasperation.

"What kind of person is late to their new first period?" Sikowitz rubbed his head tiredly.

"Well I was going to introduce a new student but-"

"I'm here!" A guy burst through the door abruptly, making everyone jump and turn to look at him.

He was leaning against his hand which he had against the top of the door frame. He seemed extremely out of breath for some reason.

"Sorry! I..got lost in the parking lot...ran around trying to find class. Whew!" He threw his head back, catching his breath.

"This school is big." He sighed, taking the seat next to me since it was the closest to the door.

"Everyone, this is Matthew." Sikowitz introduced him to the class. "Matthew, everyone."

The class gave their mumbles of greetings as Matthew waved a hand lazily and plopped himself down on the closet chair.

That name brought up all sorts of memories for Marceline. He looked familiar so there was no harm in asking, if they were wrong, they'd simply move on.

But than again, they are huge overthinker.

So it took nearly the entirety of class for them to even muster up the courage to ask him.

"Hey uh-"

Than the sound of the bell interrupted them before they could say anything else. They groaned internally, scolding myself for taking so long.

He stood up, grabbing his backpack.

Okay they weren't out of the game yet.

"Hey-"

And he was out the door.

This time they groaned audibly, catching their friend's attention.