Some Teacher

Chapter 5

Fionna's P.O.V

I stared at Mr. Abadeer, he was so close to my face. I quickly got up.

"I have to go, I have a..... Party to go to," I quickly said.

"It is 5:00," he said.

"Yeah," I said looking at the ground.

About half way through the door Mr. Abadeer said," Let's do this again. Next Friday, I think you will need it."

I turned around and said," Ok."

"Bye Fionna," he said.

"Bye Mr. Abadeer," I said.

I walked out of the school and walked to BMO's house. Her house was 2 streets away from the High school. As I was walking to her house I remembered how close Mr. Abadeer was to me. He seemed so irresistible, but I couldn't be in a relationship with my teacher. I wanted him, but it wouldn't work out. I knocked on BMO's door and a second later she opened the door.

"Hey Fionna," she said.

"Hey BMO, I need to talk to you," I said.

I came in her house and we went into her room. It was covered in video game posters, clothing, furniture, and video game consuls.

"So what's up?" She asked.

"It's about Mr. Abadeer," I said.

"Yeah he tutored you. Is he a bad teacher?" She asked.

"It's not that, I think I have a crush on him," I said.

"Oh Glob Fionna! A crush on your teacher? That's funny," BMO said.

"No it's not! I think he likes me to!" I exclaimed.

"How do you know?" She asked.

"Well, while he was tutoring me at the end of the hour he came close to me. Like inches close to me, he was kissing distance," I said.

"Wow, I think your right. All I am saying is that you need to be careful," she said.

"Ok, thanks BMO," I said," We should go to Gumball's party later. Since it's 5:15."

"Yeah, we can hangout until it's 8:00. Then we will go to his house," she said.

We played video games for awhile until it was 8:00.

"It's 8:00," I said looking at the clock.

We left BMO's house and headed down the street. Gumball's house was on the same street as BMO's house. We heard the music outside of the house. Soon the lawn would be trashed and people would be all hungover. BMO opened the door and the music was blasting. We looked for Gumball, he was over by a keg.

"Hey Fionna. Hey BMO. Need a drink?" Gumball asked.

"Hey," we both replied.

I took a red cup from Gumball and drink in the beer. I wasn't going to get drunk tonight. I haven't ready been drunk before and I am not going to start.

All of a sudden I felt a hot hand on my shoulder. I turned away and saw Flame Prince.

"Hey Fionna," he said sloppy.

It was 8:15 and he was already drunk.

"Hey FP," I said.

"Wow, you look sexy," he said.

"Um, thanks," I said.

I walked away with BMO and enjoyed the party. I was dancing with BMO and having fun for an hour. Then FP started to bother me again.

"Fionna come home with..... me," he said.

"Leave me alone Flame Prince," I said.

He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me outside the house.

"Let go of me!" I exclaimed.

"No you're coming with me," he said.

I forgot he was an angry drunk. BMO came outside and grabbed FP's shirt.

"Let go of her!" She yelled.

Flame Prince grabbed her by her shirt and lifted her up. I saw fear in her eyes. He threw her on the ground, hard. I saw her head hit the ground and she groaned.

"What did you do to her?" I asked.

"Nothing, now let's go to my place," he said with a smile.

I tried to loosen his grip, I kicked him and hit him. Then he slapped me in the face. I fell on the ground and felt my face, it was hot.

"Run Fionna! Run!" I heard BMO yell.

I ran away from Flame Prince as fast as I could.

"That's right! I don't need you, you whore!" He yelled.

My face was filled with tears. I felt like complete trash, I have never been treated like that. I ran so far that I made it to the school. I saw one car in the parking lot and a light on in the school. I ran up to the doors and surprisingly they were open. I went towards the light and went into a room. I didn't realize what room I went to since my face was filled with tears. I didn't even know why I was in the school. I was just so afraid that FP would follow me. When I went into the room someone was in there.

It was Mr. Abadeer.