Fionnas POV:
I walk out of the classroom feeling pretty bad, I can't help but smirk as I walk faster, then I feel a hand on my shoulder. I stop dead in my tracks, "Yes?" I answer without turning around having a guess as to who it is.
"Fionna..." I can instatnly tell by his voice, Marshall, the ass from before who couldn't contain himself about how everyone loves him, well I guess everyone but me.
"What the plum do you want?" I turn around now to face him, he is much taller than me so I stand on my tippy toes in hopes to scare him at least a little bit.
"Fionna, I know you like me... It's quite obvious." He smirks leaning down as if trying to kiss, I punch him right on the cheek, "Ow my cheek meat!" He yelps putting his hand on his cheek. I stomp on his foot before marching off to my locker. I really don't like it here, I mean this Marshall guy just keeps messing with my head. I pull out my backpack and dump out my school books leaving my sword in it. I toss it over my shoulders slamming my locker shut and turning around bumping my face into someones chest, I stumble back my face instantly feeling.. burnt?
"Oh glob I'm sorry..." I look up to see a boy with fiery red hair, a lot of people are weird here and it seems that I am the only human. I usually ignore this but I've never seen someone made of... fire... "You okay...?" I blush brightly realizing I had been staring, I scramble to my feet.
"Um yeah perfectly fine!" I lean against my locker attempting to look cooler but almost fall over making him laugh.
"I'm Flame Prince." He puts his hand out for me to shake, but he instantly pulls back, "Oh glob I'm stupid.." He looks a bit disapointed.
"You aren't stupid.." I smile looking up at him.
"I just forget I'm made of fire and I hurt people sometimes...." He sighs turning around "I'll see you I guess.."
Flame Princes POV:
I turn around "I'll see you I guess.." I feel pretty terrible for burning her I'm so dumb sometimes, I start walking toward my class and hear her shouting things at me but I just ignore it. I don't even know her name... I am such an idiot... I keep my head down as I walk down the seemingly endless halls trying to find my class. I'm new here and I just saw her thinking she could help me but of course I hurt her almost right away... Maybe my mom was right... I just hurt people and get out of controll.
I hear a couple wimpers and look up seeing a couple girls looking at me in horror, I notice my flame had grown increasingly, "I'm sorry..." I mutter this changing my direction to the front door and run out. I'm stupid... Worthless... Ugh! Why was I made this way, all I do is scare and hurt innocent people.
I'm instantly shook from my thoughts feeling something on my shoulder, I turn around seeing the girl from before, tinfoil on her hand. I smile brightly and she seems to smile too, "Hey I never caught your name.."
"I'm Fionna." She smiles looking up at me. She is extremely cute and I can't help but think about this, she has such a cute smile and it just makes me feel happy.
"Sorry about running out before... I just have a tendancy to hurt others and I hate myself for it." I sigh looking down at my feet feeling like crap again. She pushes my head up with her tinfoil hand, I force a smile looking in her eyes.
"Hey don't worry about it alright? I'm perfectly fine!" She smiles looking up at me still, I want to kiss her so badly but I feel like she would already have a boyfriend being as pretty as she is.
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FanfictionHigh school sounds great to Fionna until shes met with a popular boy named Marshall, girls swoon over him all but her. Fionna tries to stay away from him but he always ends up hurting her both physcialy and mentaly. What does he want with her?? Cake...
