You Scrub

Chapter Eight

"Hey" Flame walks up to me, interrupting my morning walk to first period. "I was waiting for you in the cafeteria."

Gasping, I snap out of my thoughts from last night, realizing what an idiot I am.

"Flame" I exclaim, a frown marking my face. "I'm so sorry! Ugh, I forgot all about our meeting."

He puts up a hand, a nonchalant smile in his face.

"Don't worry about it Gumball, but now you owe me."

I give a small smile, happy that he's forgiven me.

"How about" he says, thinking hard. "You let me take you out for lunch after school?"

My heart skips a beat, as I stutter out "sure."

Flame smiles, and says "great, I can't wait till then."

Entering first period, he walks away to his class, waving. I wave back, missing him almost immediately.

"Gumball" a group of girls shout, dragging me over to them.

"That's such a cute outfit" one says, touching my pink bow tie.

I have on a white dress shirt, with a black sweater over it, and loose capris on. Honestly, I was absent minded as I put on clothes this morning.

My mind was still stuck on the fact that Marshall Lee had...harassed my neck!

Worse than that, I had allowed him!

What's with him and necks anyway? It's not like he's a vampire, at least I hope not.

As the girls finally let me go to my seat, I begin to wonder what Marshall will do today.

Will he beat me up again?

Torment me with his words?

Sighing I take a seat, taking a book out from my backpack, and begin reading it. Great storyline, but I'm getting tired of these vampire lovers.

As I become immersed with the book, the bell rings and I get my English journal out, looking up to the teacher.

Huh.

Marceline is nowhere to be seen... neither is Marshall Lee.

How odd.

~Time Skip~

"Hey, Gumkid!"

Turning around, I expect Marshall Lee to be shouting, but instead I see one of his punk friends.

As he approaches me in the crowded hallway, I stand still, hoping I don't get in anyone's way.

His blue hair is spiked up in a mohawk, snakebites pierced under his lips.

"Hello" I say, not aware as to who he is.

"You coming to that party on Halloween?"

I nod, wanting to know why he was curious to know. But some things are better left alone.

"Bring some pepper spray" he smirks, his canine teeth pointier than most. "Wouldn't want that pretty face to be so bruised up from what you might give away" he leans in, "a good blow job, hopefully."

Gasping, I back up, a hand put up to my mouth. He lets out a chuckle, walking away from me in a fit of heavy laughter.

How disgusting!

I walk away from him, heading straight for last period, hiding away from the crowd.

I would never do such a thing! Wondering about how such nice students could be so disgusting, I walk into last period, but, my eyes meet Flame's, who gives a wave.

Everything melts away, disgusting children, my problems, and worries.
My eyes stick to Flame, and my mind fills with memories of him.

I give a wave, blushing, as I walk over to him.

"Hello Flame" I say, my hands hidden behind my back. It's an old habit I do when nervous, which, I guess, hasn't died down.

"Hey Gumball" he smiles, his bright white teeth sparkling just a bit.

If I thought he couldn't make me swoon anymore, his teeth had just crossed the line.

"Do you still want to eat lunch after school" he asks, a nervous look passing through his face.

I smile, nodding, and hoping I don't look too eager.

As if it weren't obvious!

"Great" he says, walking back to his seat.

I sigh lovingly, as I sit at my seat. If only Marceline was here, then she could tell me more about her brother. For example, why is he called 'Flame'?

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SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER! D,:

I've had a family incident, and it's hard to think properly, so I've decided to take a break until I can put 1000 percent in my work.

Please understand.
Thanks. :)