Some Teacher

Chapter 14

Fionna's P.O.V

The weekend went by quickly. Cake decided that she was going to stay for the fashion convention for another week and come home on Friday night. When Monday came I wasn't embarrassed to go to Marshall's class. I really wanted to go to his class and see him. When I went to his class I actually paid attention to what he was teaching and I learned about the Mushroom war. Soon enough the bell rang and I grabbed my backpack to go to my next class. When I passed Marshall he pulled my arm and pushed me back.

"I need to talk to you," he said letting go of my arm.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Come by my classroom after school. Then we will talk," he said.

"Um ok," I said while leaving.

As I walked to my next class I was wondering what he was talking about. Was it something important? Did someone see us the other day? My mind was racing because I wanted to know what he was talking about. I wasn't talking much the rest of the day because I was thinking about what Marshall said. Even at lunch I wasn't talking to BMO much. I was just out of the zone.

-After school-

When the bell rang confirming that school was over I rushed all the way to Marshall's classroom. I finally get to know what Marshall wanted to talk to me about. My head hurt from thinking about it so much. I got to the front of his door, which was already opened, and rushed inside.

"You were that excited to see me?" I heard a voice ask to my left.

I didn't see Marshall any where. All I saw was the closet sized storage in his room, desks, and normal school stuff. Them Marshall appeared sitting on one of the desks with his feet touching the ground. Ugh, invisibility isn't the way to greet people.

"Please tell me what you wanted to tell me. I can't stop wondering what your going to say and my head hurts from thinking about it so much," I said.

"It's about Flame Prince," he said looking at me.

I froze.

"W-what?" I muttered.

"Well right now he is in a flame chamber because he can't control himself right now. He's not compatible with himself," he said.

"Oh," I said looking down.

"But he will be back next Monday because they say he can control most of himself," Marshall said," I'm telling you this because I don't want him to hurt you. He may not be able to control himself when he is around you. I up just want you to be safe."

Marshall got off of the desk and walked up to me. He closed the door behind me and locked it. There is was, my back against the door, Marshall's left hand pushed up on the door next to my right shoulder, and our faces inches apart. Hello.

"Let's try something new," he said.

Then he kissed me up against the door. The kiss was surprising, but nice and soft. I relaxed into the kiss and kissed Marshall back. Without realizing it I pushed Marshall onto his desk, the kiss was so good I didn't realize my surroundings. Marshall flipped up around. I put my back on top off his desk and he was bending over me to kiss me. He started to move his hands to my shirt, it was a button up shirt. He continued to kiss me and unbutton my shirt. It was pretty good. When he reached my last button we heard a knock on the door.

"Fionna are you there? I saw you come in here," BMO said.

Why does it have to be now?s