Bursting Bubbles

Repairs

I have had an awful couple of months I am so sorry for being awful about updating ( I nearly died twice) hopefully I will continue to update and finish it over the summer. Should I have some smut in the story?

Marceline's POV:
I can't believe Marshall would almost out me like that. Ughhhhh I fucking hate him sometimes scratch that I hate him most of the time. I released his nipples and ran before he could retaliate.You know that old saying "I would not like me if I met me" it applies perfectly to our relationship. Now that I think about it its probably a Tegan and Sara song. I composed myself before I entered the classroom and walked in with my usual deposition and smirk. I look at Bonnie and she had her face buried in a book and was ferociously writing . This is typical of Bonnie, even when we were children she would always study like she was going to take over the world. She will be a leader of sorts for sure and she will be a damn good one.As soon as I saw the neatly folded piece of paper was that was on my desk my heart leaped into my throat. Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! What if she flatly rejected me? I do not handle rejection well. Whenever I am rejected I go deeper within the darkest corners of soul, I posses a lot of darkness for someone who is always laughing. I never let it seep out and would rather shut myself off from the world than let that happen. I sat there silently hyperventilating and when I finally worked up the nerve to read it the bell rung. Shit! Oh well at least if its a letter rejecting me I won't be close to her. I had gym next period and I walked into the locker room and sat on a bench and opened it. I sighed as I read it, it was frigid and it seemed impersonal at the surface but I know there is more lurking beneath the surface. I took of my shirt off, planning on my response when I heard banging on the door. I heard a muffled female voice at the other side of the door, I shrugged and thought maybe it is someone that is late or going home and had to retrieve their jacket. I opened the door saw Bonnibel we made eye contact and as soon as she noticed the fact that I was not wearing a shirt her face flamed up brightly and she dropped her gaze. She looked at the ground and meekly said excuse me in a sweet tiny voice.I stepped aside and she walked passed me her arm softly brushing against mine, as she walked away I could smell strawberries.God I am getting creepy!