Comunication problems

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Gumball's pov:

I walk into school with a huge smile not caring what everyone thinks of my cheery attitude. I had made Marshall lunch cause he hasn't been eating due to money problems lately and I refuse to let him go hungry. I just hope he likes it. I spot Marshall up ahead by his locker and run over ever so happily.

"Hey Marshall, I made you lunch like I said~" He takes the bag.

"Oh cool" he shrugs and sticks it in his locker looking bored. That...wasn't the reaction I was expecting but he's probably just tired.

"So Marshall? Have you seen Braco lately I've been looking for him" Marshall leans on his locks and shrugs.

"How should I know I'm not his babysitter." He says in rather annoyed tone.

"Marshall are you alri-" Some boy from our class walks up and interrupts my conversation with Marshall and his entire tone changes. He smiles and laughs at what he was to say and looks him in the eyes. He's been avoiding mine since I got here. What's wrong with him, and why only me...?

Soon the boy leaves and Marshall turns to me and kisses my cheek.

"Come on bubba lets go to class" Marshall says smoothly but soon it changes, half way through our walk his mood
Changes and he lets go of my hand.

"Marshall?" I says looking concerned.

"What is it?" He says rather harshly so I stay silent.

"U-uh nothing never mind..." I feel tears welling up in my eye but I hold them back as keep walking silently. When we get to the classroom he pats my head and bit and heads to his.

"I'll see you later" He says and walks off. I try to ignore it but I just have this feeling that there's something wrong.

Later on at lunch Braco finds me and walks up.

"Hey gumball?" He says sitting down.

"Hm?"

"I'm just curious, is there something wrong with Marshall?" He asks looking concerned. I shrug and look at him sadly.

"I don't know he just seems different from usual." I replay and twiddle my thumbs.

"He's been getting pretty pissy over tons of things lately, just simple questions or when your trying to help him. Like in class I tried to help him with a problem and he totally flipped out on me I have no idea what I did wrong." I look down silently.

"I'm sorry to make you sad gummy I was just curious." I nod and push my food over to him.

"I'm not hungry," I say as I stand up and walk outside. I see Marshall so I walk up to him and sit down he seems to not be eating the lunch I made.

"Marshall, why aren't you eating the lunch I made for you?" I ask and he shrugs and looks way.

"Idk" He says is a monotone fashion.

"But you need to eat Marshall it isn't good for you-" he turns towards me and glares.

"Gumball! Shut up! I don't need you breathing down my neck like this, stop acting like my mother!" I jump shocked at the sudden outburst and stand up.

"Well fine! If your gonna act like that I'll just leave! Sorry for caring!" I yell and storm off bursting out in tears, running back towards the cafeteria. Braco walks out looking surprised to see me.

"Huh? Gumball what's wrong? Why are you crying?" I run up and hug him crying more.

"I-I'm sorry...just let me....stay like this a minute.." I say between sobs. He sighs and pats my head, staying silent. After I calm down I wipe my red eyes with my sleeve and look down.

"Now what's wrong bubba?" I just look away.

"I have no idea, it's Marshal he's acting different then usual...he totally freaked out at me for no reason, I was just worried about him.." He sighs and pats my head again.

"I'm sorry bubba I hope things work out between you two" I smile and look back up at braco.

"Thank you, your a nice friend." I hug bravo again and I hear someone running up behind us. I turn around, right when Marshall grabs my arm and pulls me away from my caring friend.

"Don't touch him you freak!" Marshall yells at Braco.

"Hey wh-" Braco starts as I cut him off pulling away from Marshall.

"What the Hell is with you today Marshall!" I yell rubbing my arm.

"That hurt! What is wrong with you?! First you act cold to me all morning, then you totally freak out at me because I care about wether or not you eat then, you call my friend that is trying to comfort me a freak!" I sigh and grab braco's arm and glare at Marshall.

"Whatever, we're leaving.." I pull braco away from Marshall and leave the school.

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