To The Other Side (Fiolee)

1. Another Day

Fionna rushed down the steps of the old apartment complex she lived in. Today was her first day of twelfth grade. She really didn't want to start of the year late, like the last three years of high school. It wasn't her fault that she slept through her alarm!

Cursing under her breath, she skidded down gum covered sidewalks.

Ten minutes.

Fionna shoved the granola bar in her hand straight into her mouth, and went at a speed she didn't even know she could hit.

One minute.

She reached the steps of Allington Academy, smashed the doors open, and made her way to B-1. Her advisory class, and subsequently her Political Studies class.

"Ah Ms.Mertens you decided to show up!" Mrs.Perlin snorted as she stumbled through the door. Right then the bell rang, signalling the start of another dreary year.

Just one more year in this shit show. Fionna thought to herself. It would be the mantra to keep her going.

She scanned the room for a place to sit, and spotted her best friend Bubba. As always sitting in the back of the room.He was a nerdy but kind guy, his parents owned a million million candy company. He could be really popular if he wanted to, but he seemed happy to just hang back.

"Ready for another year of "fun"?" Her friend asked her as she slammed her backpack onto a desk.

Fionna shot him a dead stare. "Overjoyed."

He chuckled lightly at her sarcastic tone.

"It won't be that bad though, we're seniors after all."

"No this is terrible it disturbs my well earned sleep." She whined.

"Sleep is for the week, gurl." A voice drawled.

Bubba and Fionna both sighed in a mixture of amusement and slight annoyance.

"Hey LSP." They said in union.

"LSP" or Larson Singer Perez, was the schools walking meme. Almost anyone could relate to the stupid shit he did. Because of this he was always surrounded by people. If you wanted a good time and some laughs, go to him.

"What's shaking my dudes, how was your summer?" He asked

What ensued was a long blabber with him about their summer, and him showing them pictures of parties where he got drunk as hell.

"Alright class settle down, settle down!" Ms.Perlin hollered.

Everyone instantly quieted down. Perlin was that really strict sassy teacher, that roasted her students, and was straight up savage if you broke any of her class norms. Grade A annoying teacher right here folks.

"Welcome to senior year, hooray! Wrong! You thought this would be easy, but it won't." She hissed narrowing her eyes.

"While some teachers may be lax on you there are some who will be tough, like me. You better give it you all or you won't graduate."

Fionna internally screamed and cursed at her, all the while waving goodbye to the small social life she had. Between her job and classwork, she was sure she had no time for anything else.

"Teach that's totally bunk!" Protested Forest. He was the drug dealer of the school. It was a well know but whispered fact.

Ms.Perlin adjusted her glasses, pushing them higher up her nose.

"This is your last year in hell, it should be grueling."

Groans surrounded the room. All of the students just wanted to graduate as soon .as possible Suddenly the bell rang signalling milk break, freedom for all.