Bonnie sat on a couch, by herself. She watched as the people danced to music or drank or flirted. She was incredibly bored and only came to this party because her roommate, Alice invited her.

Alice cared about Bonnie. She thought she needed a night out rather than sitting on her bed reading and listening to music. She asked Bonnie all the time if she would go out sometime and finally she gave in.

She regretted the decision the moment she walked into the house. People were drinking and being loud and she immediately felt uncomfortable. She would have to sit in a room filled with the type of people she constantly tried to avoid for several hours. There was no way out, so she found a comfortable spot on the couch and decided that was where she would hide for the night. Bonnie was an introvert, so by the time she had sat there for two hours, she was completely over that party. She talked to no one, she didn't get up to get any drinks, she didn't acknowledge anyone's existence even when they tried to make small talk.

A man with bright red hair had been staring at her. She tried to avoid eye contact as much as possible, but when she briefly glanced over, he winked at her. That was it. Now she had had enough. She spotted Alice and decided she would make something up about being sick or tired so she could finally leave that nightmare of a party. She started to get up from her seat when the door opened.

A tall girl wearing a black and red plaid shirt and black skinny jeans walked in. Her wavy black hair fell all the way down to her waist. Her skin was pale white. She walked with confidence, as if she knew everyone in the room. Everyone in the room seemed to know her too. They all greeted her with smiles. "Marceline!" said one guy with a beard. "I didn't know you were coming". "Yeah I figured I should show up eventually." "Well, I'm glad you made it."

Bonnie sat back down to take it all in. This was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. The girl called Marceline went over to talk to Alice in the kitchen. They leaned on the counter. "Hey Alice" she said. "Hi Marceline! I'm really glad you made it." Alice replied. "Yeah, no problem. What's going on, is this party any good?" Marceline asked as she gazed around the room. Her eyes made contact with Bonnie's, but swiftly moved on. "Yeah, I'm having fun." Alice said. Alice liked parties. She was a people person. Bonnie, not so much. People in general scared her. That's why her heart started beating harder when Marceline looked at her again. This time, she didn't look away. Bonnie was confused. Was this girl looking at her?

"Are there any new people here tonight? This same crowd is starting to bore me, honestly." She asked Alice, finally looking away from Bonnie. "Me too actually. But no um, pretty much just the same people. Alex is here. I think he likes my friend Bonnie." She giggled, pointing to the red haired guy. Bonnie knew Alice was just trying to help her, but still, did she really think she would go for a random guy who winked at her at a party? "You brought a friend?" Marceline asked "So there are new people".

She faintly smiled. Alice said "Yeah I brought my roommate. She doesn't go out much. I figured she needed to have some fun." Marceline was looking at Bonnie again. She started to get fidgety. Having a girl like that stare at her made her nervous. "How come she doesn't go out much?" she asked. Bonnie couldn't hear them from the couch, but she automatically assumed they were talking about her, and that made her feel uneasy. "I don't know I think she just likes to be alone. Or she hates people. I really don't know I just thought maybe she would like to do something different for once. She's always just reading and listening to music." "You're a good friend, Alice" said Marceline as she leaned off the counter.

She grabbed a drink and started toward the couch, her eyes on Bonnie. The room seemed to get louder, and Bonnie started to get hot. Her body tensed up when Marceline sat down, right next to her. "Hey" she said. Bonnie panicked. She couldn't say anything. Marceline looked at her. Her face got hot and her heart was racing. She's talking to me what do I do? Bonnie thought. She finally managed to speak. "Hi" was all she could say. "I'm Marceline" "I know" Bonnie said. Marceline chuckled. "You know?" "I, uh I mean I heard people greet you. Yeah, um, I'm Bonnibel." Bonnie's face turned red. No one called her Bonnibel, why did she say that? She's making a fool out of herself. "Um, no I mean I'm Bonnie." Marceline laughed. "It's very nice to meet you, Bonnibel." The way she said her name gave Bonnie butterflies in her stomach. "You can actually just call me Bonnie" she said. "I think I like Bonnibel better" I think I like Bonnibel better now too thought Bonnie.

Marceline spoke again "So how's this party?" "Um, I don't know," said Bonnie, nervously. "I don't really like parties." "Me neither." said Marceline. She found this odd. She looked like the partying type. But the way she looked out at the people like she was above them suggested otherwise.

Marceline sipped her drink and leaned back on the couch. "These people are so stupid." she said. "I know. It's like I could be doing much better things than getting drunk and acting like an idiot to impress people I don't even like when the only thing I'll have to remember this experience is my massive hangover tomorrow" Marceline laughed. "What else could you possibly be doing?" Bonnie started loosening up. "I could be in bed. Listening to music." "Wow so much fun" Marceline said sarcastically. "Believe it or not, that's basically what I do all the time too. What type of music do you listen to?" "Um, I listen to a lot of indie music mostly. Like Neutral Milk Hotel, Beirut, Beach Fossils-" "Oh my god I love Beach Fossils!" Marceline interrupted. Bonnie smiled "Oh, really? They're like one of my favorite bands." "Mine too. I know almost all of their songs on bass." "You play the bass?" Bonnie asks. "Yeah I've been playing since I was a kid." "That's so cool, bass is one of my favorite instruments. I've always wanted to learn how to play." "Maybe I could teach you. You could learn to play all the Beach Fossils songs." Marceline smiled. "That would be awesome." Bonnie smiled back.

She was getting excited. She hadn't met someone so cool in a long time. Especially not anyone who may possibly even like her back. Marceline turned to face Bonnie. "Hey, do you know Alice?" Bonnie asked. "Yeah we're pretty good friends. She invited me to this party." "Oh I see. She's my roommate. She got me to come out tonight." "I'm pretty grateful to her then" Marceline said, lightly smiling.

Bonnie smiled a huge smile, and was about to say something, when all of a sudden a large man with a backwards baseball cap stumbled and dropped his drink all over Bonnie. Her smile was gone. She was stunned. She was humiliated. There was beer in her socks, people were laughing, and Marceline was there to see it all. The guy got up, laughing. He turned back to his friends and all he said was "Get me another beer".

Marceline got up. She tapped on the guy's shoulder and he turned around, his smile fading. They were about the same height. Marceline glared at him, and then, out of nowhere, she punched him hard in the stomach.

He cringed and his body bent in half. Bonnie was shocked. Her mouth hung open as she watched Marceline knock the wind out of this full sized man. She couldn't believe her eyes. The room was dead silent. Bonnie could hear her own heartbeat. The guy with the beard from before walked over now. He spoke to Marceline.

"What's going on?" "This guy just dumped his beer all over this lovely girl," she glanced at Bonnie, "and didn't even apologize. So I'm escorting him out." Did she just call me a lovely girl? Bonnie thought. The bearded man spoke again. "Alright Marceline." He sighed. "Nate is always causing trouble."

Nate looked up now. He noticed that everyone was looking at him. He coughed and ran out the door. Marceline was now talking to the bearded guy. Bonnie only heard the end of the conversation. "Thanks, Rob," said Marceline. Then she called Bonnie over.

Bonnie followed her through a crowd of people, up some stairs, and through a dark hallway to an empty bedroom. Marceline then opened the bottom drawer of a dresser in the corner of the room and pulled out some sweatpants. The room was so dark that Bonnie could barely see her face. "That guy is such a jerk." She said. "Thank you for doing that," said Bonnie "you didn't have to." "I couldn't let him get away with doing something like that to someone like you." She then handed the sweatpants to Bonnie. "See you downstairs" she said, and then walked out.

When the door shut, Bonnie whispered to herself, "Someone like me?" She put on the too-big sweatpants. She found a mirror in the hallway. The sweatpants were a few sizes too big, and looked ridiculous on her. She decided she didn't care, and then started down the stairs.

Her body was full of energy as she walked through groups of people. She couldn't believe what Marceline did for her. This girl that she just met punched a guy in the stomach and kicked him out of the party for her. "This girl might actually like me" she whispered to herself, smiling. Bonnie started imagining what it would be like if she continued to see Marceline. She pictured them on dates, listening to music, holding hands. She couldn't help but think about these things. Bonnie had definitely developed a huge crush.

Her smile grew larger as she approached the couch where Marceline sat. "Lookin' good Bonnibel" she teased as Bonnie sat down. They both laughed. "Hey at least I don't look like that" she pointed to a girl across the room with blue spiked hair, a cigarette in her mouth, and piercings all over her face. Marceline cringed and laughed. "You look much better than her, even with your big puffy sweatpants" Bonnie smiled and turned away to hide her red face.

Marceline said "Hey, I sort of have to be somewhere soon but, um…" for the first time that night Marceline's cheeks turned the lightest shade of pink. "Can I text you sometime?" Bonnie's heart pumped hard. A smile spread across her face. Marceline wanted to talk to her more. She couldn't believe it.

However, her surge of happiness went away when she remembered something. "I would give you my number, but I broke my phone a few days ago and I can't afford a new one yet." Marceline looked at her and smiled. "Ah that's okay. Maybe I'll see you at the next party then?" Bonnie smiled back. "Yeah, I'll go with Alice next time." "Okay great! Well," Marceline put her hand on Bonnie's back "See you later Bonnibel." She got up, opened the door and smiled at Bonnie one last time before leaving. When the door shut, Bonnie leaned back on the couch, smiled brightly, and sighed. "I think I like parties" She said to herself.