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by jamijam21

by jamijam21

"Give me back my phone, dipstick!" Marceline yelled at Marshall, reaching across the lunch table for the device.

"Nope, I'm just gonna go through your texts...ooooh, who's Keila?" He asked with a wicked smirk, leaning away so she couldn't reach it.

"She's my friend and you're not hooking up with her, now give it here or I'll cut your fucking tongue out!"

"Alright, alright. Give it back to her, Marshall." Gumball told the raven haired boy, personally taking the phone and giving it back to its rightful owner.

"Ugh, you never wanna have fun, man. You need to hangout with me more after school."

"No, thanks, man. We're already roommates and it's a living hell."

"Who would want to be near you for even 5 minutes? You're loud and obnoxious." Marceline commented with an eyeroll, placing her phone into her jacket pocket.

"Don't lie, you both know that everyone loves my company. I'm fun and give free comedic entertainment. Hmm, maybe I should start charging people $10 a joke." Marshall spoke while rubbing his chin.

"That's ridiculous. Anywayyyyy, how're your grades coming along, Marceline?" Gumball asked, changing the topic.

"Still kinda crappy. If I don't bring them up, I'm definitly gonna fail." She replied with a deep sigh, drinking some of her bottled water and popping a potato chip into her mouth.

Just then, the bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. The three friends got up and threw their trash away, going to their sixth period classes. Marshall and Gumball had U.S. History, while Marceline had Physics.

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"Don't stress about it, Marcy. you just need to start studying, that's all." Gumball told the pale skinned girl as he drove her home in his silver Jeep.

Sometimes she would ride with Marshall, but he was too busy trying to hit on a group of giggling girls in 8th period, so he took them to the ice cream shop after school.

"Yeah, yeah. You don't have to give me the same speech over and over again." Marceline replied with an eyeroll, folding her arms over her chest.

"Get off the fence and relax. I'm only here to help you. Besides, who else is gonna do it?"

"No one." she mumbled, slouching in her seat.

"Exactly. Now, let's go inside and study for thirty minutes, then we can do something fun." Gumball told her the plan and parked in front of her house, turning to smile at his friend.

"Fine, but just thirty minutes." Marceline told him, grabbing her bag and getting out.

They both went inside and got started on their homework and study session, though Marceline did try to procrastinate. As promised, they were finished in thirty minutes.

"Finally, I thought we'd never be done!" Marceline said with a huge grin, tossing her work into her backpack and sitting it on the floor next to the couch.

"Oh, please. It wasn't that long." Gumball replied with an eyeroll.

"it totally was." Marceline stretched her arms above her head, yawning slightly. "Dude, let's just watch some movies on Netflix. I wanna have a chill and relaxing day."

"Sure, how about we waaaatch...oh! American Pie!" Gumball suggested.

"Sure, man."

Marcy turned on Netflix and put the movie on, getting up and going into the kitchen.

"Want some popcorn or chips or something?" she asked her guest, pulling out a bag of strawberry Twizzlers from the pantry.

"Um, some Doritos and a pop would be nice." he replied.

She grabbed the chips and the drink and made her way back into the living room, picking up a blanket on her way there. It may only be 3pm, but she was surely gonna catch a few Z's. Giving Gumball his snacks, she opened her candy and ate a couple, lying the cover over both of their laps.

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An hour or so into the movie, Gumball felt Marceline's head fall of his shoulder. It kinda hurt because her body was limp, but it wasn't so bad. Chuckling to himself at how she didn't even make it through the first movie, he stood up and helped his friend get comfortable on her couch. Then, he covered her up with the blanket, turned the t.v. off, and kissed her forehead. He picked up his back pack and his keys and left, making sure to lock the door behind himself.

(A/N: Hey guys! Im back again with another Bubbline Story after like a year yayyyy! :) so this chapter was KINDAAAAA sucky but im hoping that the next one makes up for it lol ily guys -Y )