Fionnas POV;
Marshall had me all flustered. What was I supposed to do, ditch Gumball? For a guy I didn't even know?
I sighed as I walked into my last class and took a seat next to cake.
"Hey Honey Baby." She said. "How's your day goin?"
I looked at her after plopping my bag on the floor. "Cake, can I ask your opinion?"
"About what?" She asked as she pulled out a text book.
"I made plans with Gumball after school." She smiled but rolled her eyes.
"Still on that Gumball thing, huh?"
"Well, I told Marshall Lee I would hang out with him too..." I sighed and rested my head on my desk. "What should I do, Cake?"
"Wait, Marshall Lee? Like, the hot guy with the black hair?" Her eyes sparkles a bit, but soon she shook her head. "Oh honey, he's baaaad news."
I peeked over at her, "what do you mean?"
"He's not a good kid, honey." She shook her head. "He's a bad boy."
'Bad boy' sent a chill down my spine, and I couldn't help but smile, "oh cake, you're so over dramatic."
"Fine, if you don't believe me, go hang out with him and find our yourself." She gave me a slightly irritated look but it softened as Monochro entered the room. "Oh baby." She purred, making a claw at him.
"Kay, you guys are disgusting." I muttered, and let class begin.
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After class I sat back in my chair and sighed, unwilling to move. Either way, I would have to face Marshall. He was supposed to meet me here. So if I chose to hang out with Gumball I would have to let down Marshall... Or I could just hang out with marshall.
But that would be rude to Gumball. But Gumball didn't want anything to do with me for the longest time... Or maybe-
My thoughts were cut off when I looked up to see Marshall makes leaning against the door frame, right on time.
My mind scattered. He just looked so perfect. Handsome. Rugged. Irresistibly attractive...
"You coming, Fi?" He said softly, a small smirk playing on his lips.
I shoved my book into my bag and darted over to him. Before I could say anything he quickly took my bag and nodded his head for me to follow him.
"You shouldn't have to carry it." He mumbled.
My cheeks burned red as I followed him to the far parking lot.
"You drive?" I asked, looking around at all the cars that surrounded us.
"Of course." He muttered.
"What do you drive?"
"You'll see." He said mischievously. I followed after him and we were soon stopped in front of a black motorcycle.
"You drive that?" I asked, taking a step back. "No thank you."
He hung my bag on the back of it and turned to look at me. "Why not, you scared?" He asked, his voice sly buy soft.
"N-no!" I yelled, but made no attempt on getting any closer to the bike.
He rolled his eyes and through his leg over, sitting down and grabbing the only helmet off the handle. He looked at me, "get on."
"I don't think-"
"Fionna." He cut me off, holding his hand out for me to take it. "I won't do anything or let anything hurt you. You have my word, I will keep you safe."
My cheeks burned red which brought a smirk to his face. I took his hand and he helped me into the bike, handing me the helmet.
After I put the helmet on he revved the engine. I jumped, startled and quickly wrapped my arms around him tightly.
His face held a large smile as he looked back as me. "Hold on."
We sped off through the parking lot and on to the main road. It was actually fun being on the motorcycle with Marshall. Exhilarating even. His hair flew wildly in the wind, my stomach tying in knots as I see his face. He looked so happy.
The motorcycle roared louder as we sped by a few cars, taking a turn and speeding down an intersection.
I laughed, holding closely onto Marshall. It felt like if I let go, I would float away to never be seen again.
He peered back at me quickly, "don't let go!" He yelled over the roar of the engine. My heart leapt as he smiled again.
After a bit, he turned down a short road and pulled over into a small parking lot.
"Whoa!" He yelled loudly, laughing to himself. "I love this thing." He patted the motorcycle after kicking up the stand and stepping off.
He helped me off, and I pulled off the helmet. My hat must have gotten stuck because my blonde hair fell out around my waist.
I looked up at Marshall who was looking at me, a bit dazed. "Whoa..." He muttered again, his eyes meeting mine.
"What?" I asked quietly, grabbing my arm tightly, a bit embarrassed.
"You're gorgeous." He said quietly, then broke into a smile and rubbed the back of his head. "Uhm, I mean... Come on, let's go." He grabbed my arm and started pulling me toward the trees.
My face was hot at his touch, so I gently pulled away and walked next to him. "Where are we going?" I asked as we passed through a passage way of trees.
"You will just have to see..." He said quietly as he peered over at me, smirking.
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