Marceline 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...
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"But what if I screw it up?!" Marceline whined to Tori while they were walking down the halls.
Their audition for Worries of a Leathered Heart was next Friday, today being Tuesday. And they were completely freaking out about, everytime they thought about the audition their insides began to churn.
Marceline started panicking about it during theirs and Tori's science class, and she sat next to them so they ended up ranting to her about it.
"Cece, you're not going screw it up." Tori sighed, placing a feigned comforting hand in their arm.
Marceline looked at the hand on their arm, and back up to Tori with a blank face. "Now you're just saying that because you want me to shut up about it."
"Finally you get it." Tori gave them a tight smile as she patted their arm a couple time and walked ahead.
Marceline stopped in their tracks and glared at the back of her head before huffing and speeding up to walk with her again.
"Hey, Trina-Reena." Tori greeted her as Marceline and her walked up to Trina.
"Oh, hey." Trina greeted back, stopping the search through her bag. "Youwanna a soda?" She asked, pointing to the machine.
"Uh, sure." Tori shrugged.
"Me too, gimme money." Trina told her. Tori chuckled and pulled out a five dollar bill and handed to Trina.
Trina got her drink and handed the other to Tori. Tori and Trina started talking to eachother but Marceline was still to caught up in their mind.
"Mari." Trina said as she pushed their shoulder.
"Huh?" They looked up to find her and Tori looking at them. "What?"
"Are you still thinking about Worries of a Leathered Heart?" Tori sighed at them, running a hand through her hair.
"Of course I am!" Marceline exclaimed, throwing their arm out. "It's all I've been able to think about since last week."
"You can like, not go to the audition. You know that right?" Tori asked them, acting as if they didn't already know that.
"Vic, say something stupid like that again, I dare you."
Tori was about to respond when a strange beeping nose came from behind us. Tori and Marceline both turned around and saw this werid looking yellow flying robot thing. It started to "shoot" lasers at them, more like just flashing lights.
Tori huffed, grabbing her book and whacking the drone down to the ground and making it start to malfunction.
"Hey," Robbie walked over to them, Beck following behind him. "Thanks a lot for whacking my Astro-Craft!"
"It was attacking us." Tori defended in a mocking tone.
"And stupid." Trina scoffed at him.
"Honestly, I expected nothing less from you." Marceline told him, grinning while he frowned at them.
