Not My Type [A Marcelee FanFiction]

Chapter 3 ~ The Moonlight Dance

Marceline watched as staff and students dressed in their finest filled the gym, all coming from different corridors and chatting among themselves.

She checked her watch.

Gulp.

It was 6:55 pm, almost time for the dance to start, and Marshall still hadn't shown up.

"Good thing, maybe," she thought, breathing heavily. 

"You ready to go?" A voice startled Marceline. She turned around, Bonnibel appearing beside her. Bonnibel was definitely dressed her best-- wearing a pink and glittery gown, completed with a tiara. 

"I guess," she replied, turning her head away from her friend, "I'm nervous. I love your dress, by the way. It was better then the hot pink option, definitely." 

Her friend chuckled at her. "Thanks, but trust me, you'll be fine! Just breathe and relax."

"I'm trying!" Marceline exclaimed, anxiously glancing down at her watch again.

6:56 pm.

"It's just that the dance starts in four minutes, and we need to be up there, ready to perform at exactly 7:00pm," Marceline sighed, facing down, "to make matters worse, Marshall still hasn't shown up. It was all his idea in the first place, he better not make me perform up there alo--"

"I'm here!" A voice called out from behind the two girls. Two entrance doors swung open, revealing a breathless Marshall behind them, carrying speakers and papers in his hand.

"It's about time! What even took you so long," Marceline gritted, glancing at her watch again, reading 6:57pm, "we have less than three minutes  to get up there and hook up all the equipment!"

Marshall continued to gasp for breath as he faced her, raising one eyebrow in confusion. "And you just couldn't hook up the equipment before I got here...?"

"Let's just go!" She yelled, grabbing his wrist and pulling him up on stage. With less than two minutes to spare, the two worked like lighting as they proceeded to hook everything up and test the microphone. 

Breathless, and finally in position backstage, Marceline glanced at her watch for a final time.

6:59 pm...

7:00 pm!

The lights on stage turned on, the whole gym growing silent and dark.

"Good evening, Mushroom Academy!" A deep voice echoed out, coming from the front stage.

"Must be the Principal." Marceline reasoned, nerves growing. She was used to performing in front of large crowds, but this felt like a big deal to her.

A tremendous deal.

Marceline tried to pay attention to everything else the principal was saying, but nothing seemed to process in her brain. All she could thing about was the fact she was there, backstage, about to perform a duet... with Marshall Lee. Even if it wasn't new news, this time performing together felt so different to her.

Suddenly, Marceline heard the sounds of clapping and screaming, just as the principal came from behind the wall.

"You're up!" He whispered, just as the clapping in the audience died down. She nodded, proceeding to walk on stage, Marshall following.

"Good evening, everybody!" Marshall took lead, pulling the microphone off it's stand and yelling into it. He always took charge in hyping up the crowd, ever since him and Marceline were assigned as music buddies the previous year. "I'll skip all the mushy introductory stuff and great straight to the point-- me and Marceline have an performance planned out tonight, and we'll be performing a song we both wrote!"