~~It's not that I didn't think Greg was cute. It's just that he was trying too hard.
Marshall and I left Laura with Greg and headed to the dance floor.Marshall was a great dancer. I, on the other hand, was relying on him to make me look good. He helped me out when he could and he sang along with the songs. The fact that he was an amazing singer just made him that much hotter.
Eventually we were both exhausted and we found a table to sit at. I watched everyone have fun. Marcy was dancing by herself and Laura was trying to flirt with Greg. I couldn't find Flo.
"Hey, can you find Flo?" I asked Marshall.
"Uh... Yeah, look over there." he said pointing.
I had to do a double take. Flora and my brother were in a corner of the gym, making out!
"I can'y say I didn't see that coming." Marshall said.
"I can! I'll yell at him later." I replied.
"aw geez!" Marshall exclaimed.
"What's up?" I asked, looking in the direction he was looking. Greg was making his way towards our table.
"Hi" he said awkwardly when he got here.
"Hey," Marshall and I said in unison.
"Do you want to dance, Fionna?" he asked.
"Actually, I'm pretty tired already--"
"Oh come on!" He said pulling me from my seat. I shot Marshall Lee a look that said 'HELP!' but he was being surrounded by girls asking him to dance.
"That's a great dress." Greg said.
"Thanks." I replied. We got to the dance floor just as a slow song started playing. Greg was an okay dancer, but he was stiff. I could hear him counting under his breath. I could also feel hi hands moving south. I put them back where they were supposed to be.
"So... You're helping Ms. Bubblegum with the dance?" I asked, trying to make it a bit less awkward.
"Yeah, Aunt Bonnie didn't want any of the students here to miss the dance, and since I don't go to this school, she asked me to help out." he replied. I noticed his hands moved down again. Again, I pushed them back.
"So what's up with you and that guy you came with?" he asked.
"He's my boyfriend." I lied.That didn't stop him from moving his hands towards my ass again. That's it! I slapped him.
"What the hell!?" he yelped.
"I'm done here." I said, turning towards Marshall.
"Wait!" Greg yelled as he grabbed my wrist.
"Get off of me, you pig! I demanded.
"You can't just leave in the middle of a dance." he said. I noticed the room was silent. Everyone was staring at us. Marshall was storming across the Gym, towards me and Greg.
"She said get off." Marshall Growled when he got here.
"I didn't even do anything. You're girlfriend's just being a bitch!" Greg replied, finally releasing my wrist. Marshall waited a solid ten seconds before punching him so hard he flew. The crowed gasped.
"Did you honestly believe I wasn't watching?" Marshall asked, "I saw you, you dick!" I could practically see the anger coming off of Marshall in waves. I grabbed his arm.
"Come on, leave him alone." I whispered. "He isn't worth it." Just as I finished that sentence, Finn came from nowhere and gave Greg a kick in the balls.
"That's for messing with my sister." he said. Greg was rolled up on the floor and groaning in pain.
"What is going on here?" Ms. Bubblegum said, arriving on the scene. "Greg! What happened!?"
Greg still couldn't really speak. He just pointed at Marshall, Finn and I, in turn.
"You three. Home. Now." Ms. Bubblegum ordered. "There will be a parent teacher conference on Monday."
Marshall and Finn led me out of the Gym in silence. On the ride home, I unleashed hell in Marshall's car.
"That douche! Did he honestly think he could just grab my ass and not get slapped!? He definitely deserved what he got. If I could go back in time and change anything,I'd slap him harder!Finn, Kicking him in the nuts was a bit overkill, but it was a nice touch. I can't wait to here what his argument is on Monday!" I ranted.
Marshall Lee was still furious, I could tell. He was gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckled turned white.
"Dude, you okay?" Finn asked him.
"Thanks, for, you know, helping my sister out." he said, "You're a good guy."
Silence. we rode the rest of the way home like that.
Marshall walked with us to the door. Finn went inside and left me alone with Marshall.
"Marshall, it's okay. See? I'm fine." I said after a brief pause.
"I know. It's just... gah! He made me so mad. I've never been so mad! Then when he called you a bitch, I snapped. I'm so sorry you had to miss the rest of the dance because of that fuckwad. You didn't even get to take a picture." he said.
"It's alright. My mom took more than enough pictures before we left. And at least I got to spend half of the dance with you." I clapped my hands over my mouth. I did not mean to say that! "I didn't mean to say that." Marshall's frown turned into his usual smile.
"So you liked spending time with me?" he said.
"I mean, yeah. You're cool, funny, hot." Oh my glob. Why can't I just shut the fuck up?
"You think I'm hot?" he said, his smile doubling in size. I blushed. "wait, Fionna Murtons? Do you have a crush on me?" he asked with that stupid smirk on his face.
"So what if I do?" I said defiantly.
"Nothing." he said. Suddenly his arms were around my waist and he was so close to my face I could see every single one of his eyelashes. "I like you too." he whispered. I could feel his breath on my lips. W-What are you doing?" I asked stupidly.
"Taking your lip-ginity." he replied.
"How do you know I'm a lip-virgin?" I asked, too stunned to even move away from him.
"I've met your ex." he said.
He moved even closer and before I knew it we were kissing. His lips were soft. It wasn't like those greedy kisses I saw in the Hallways at school. It was a gentle kiss. And it was over too soon.
"Goodnight, Fionna. he said before I opened my eyes. When I did open them, Marshall smiled at me, his beautiful smile, and went back to his car.
When I walked into the house Finn frowned at me.
"What?" I asked.
"We already share a birthday, do we have to share a first-kiss day?" he said.
I laughed. I wouldn't even yell at him for kissing my best friend. I was in too good a mood.