FioLee High School FanFiction (FLHS)

Chapter 5

Fionna's POV

I knocked on Angels door.

It is 6:39 am, and it's a Saturday, I had a nightmare and I needed her since I knew Cake would never wake up until at least 12:00.

"Come in" grumbled a gruff, muffled voice from inside.

Woah, talk about someone on their period...

I open the door, walk inside, and quickly close the door behind me.

I turn around, and guess who I see? Marshal-Fucking-LEE.

He was sitting up in bed, his crimson eyes glowing with curiosity, and his toned light grey muscles popping out in the soft lamp light.

My lingering stare at his muscles must have set off his hormones, because he said "Like what you see?" he said with his sexy signature smirk. Wait did I just call his smirk sexy?! What is wrong with me...?

"N....n...no" I said stumbling over my words as I turned deep shade of pink, fidgeting with my blue short-shorts.

"Haha, I see, now what would you like from me this fine-" he glances at his bed stand clock "very very early morning?" He asked, his smirk turning into a genuine smile and a wink.

He moved over, and patted a spot next to him, gesturing me to sit.

I was hesitant for a second, but the I smiled and sat next to him, shoulder-to-shoulder.

Within seconds my face was shining with tears once again. Marshall turned to face me and buried my tear-stricken face into the crook of his neck.

While I sobbed, he patted my matted bed hair and made it smooth, as if a brush had run through it. Specials powers again.

I inhaled his strangely sweet scent of strawberries and men's cologne, as my sobs died down into small hiccups.

He cupped my face in his hands, and looked at me with his soft crimson eyes, and kissed me on the forehead.

He leaned over to his nightstand and grabbed a few tissues, then handed them to me.

I turned away from him and blew my nose, and then wiped my tears.

I turned back to him and his thumb brushed away a stray tear I had missed, and he told me "Don't worry Fi, I'm here for you, don't forget that. Now tell me that nightmare." He said calmly, looking straight into my blood-shot eyes.

"We were out in the early morning, before sunrise, and we were talking by the pond back in Aaa, and then the sunrise came out, and all of the trees disappeared, then my iPhone wouldn't work, neither would my Special's powers,and you burned up." I hiccuped as I looked back at him.

"It's alright now" he said pulling me into a tight hug.

"I love you....." I muttered without thinking?

"What?" he responded, jumping suddenly.

"I said ham squirrel plate, it's a new word game" I lied chuckling nervously.

"Right?.." Replied Marshall, but I'm pretty sure he heard me.

"I ham squirrel plate you too, remember I have super hearing and mind reading skills?" He says laughing.

He grasps both of my hands in his, looks me in the eyes, and says "I've loved you since I first set eyes on you Fi. I'm happy that you feel the same" he says with a smile.

I blush so hard a tomato would be jealous.

He gently drops my hands, then grasps my face gently, and kisses me on the mouth. ON THE GLOBING MOUTH.

When it comes to girly stuff, I'm bad, when it comes to romance I'm ever badder.

His lips guide me with their cold tint, I follow his procedure, and pretty soon we are making out. IM ON TIER 7 WITH FUCKING MARSHALL LEE!!!

I'm not sure what there is past Tier 8, Cake wouldn't tell me, but here it's is so far:

T1: Talking

T2: Holding Hands

T3: Hugging

T4: Holding Hands and Hugging

T5: Light Peck On The Lips

T6: Kiss on The Lips

T7: Make Out Session

T8: Making Out Lying Down

He stops and I start to pant heavily, and so does he, even though he doesn't need to breathe.

He takes a strawberries from a bowl that was on his nightstand, and is half done sucking the red out of it until I ask innocently "Marshall, what's Tier 15?"

He literally spits out the color that was dripping from his now white fangs, and the color splatters across my long white night top, and now it looks like an artists easel.

"Sorry Fi! Nothing will get the color out now... And your other question...." He says uneasily.

He leans down to my ear and explains it to me very detailed, and 5 minutes later my eyes are as wide as when I first put in contacts.

Now that I know, I blush deeply because a dude with teenage hormones is sitting right next to me, shirtless, and im here with almost all of my legs and cleavage exposed.....

DUN DUN DUN IT'S 1:21 am and I've got no sleep, CLIFFHANGER FOR NOW!!! Ill continue tomorow!

If I don't get at least three more readers on my other story High School: Acceptance, I will bite someone! So please read it!!