Heya guys! Sorry that this chapter is SO LATE! I feel terrible! But it's just that school just started and I already have a lot of homework to do! Luckily i didn't have much so I am able to write this! I love you guys, here is the chapter!

The next day I didn't feel like going to school, "Mom can I stay home? I might be sick." She looked at me and tilted her head, "Well, I guess. But no more unless you're really sick." I smiled at her, "Thanks mom." And I rushed upstairs.

I laid down on my bed thinking of what to do. Crap. Didn't think this plan through. It was still early in the morning, so Shay would still have her phone on. I called her.

"Hello?"

"Hey Shay, it's Finn."

"Hi Finn. Are you here yet?"

"Nah, I'm skipping. Do you want to come over?"

"I can't, I have to go to school or else my grades will drop and my perfect attendance will be down the toilet."

"Oh, okay. Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up and looked at my contacts, Mom, Dad, Dr. Harden, Shay, Marcus, Marcie. Marcie! I'll call her. I dialed the number and held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello Marcie."

"Oh, hi Finn."

"So, do you want to come over?"

"Sure, I guess so."

"No grades dropping? Or perfect attendance down the toilet."

"Um…no?"

"Great, I'll see you soon."

"Okay, give me fifteen minutes."

"Alright bye." I hung up. Good, Marcie's coming over. Holy crap, Marcie's coming over! I looked around my messy room and saw I was still wearing my pajamas. Aren't girls supposed to be the ones that take forever?

I quickly grabbed all my dirty clothes and other garbage and shoved it all in my closet. I strained to get the door closed. Then I grabbed a gray t-shirt and black jeans and changed. I quickly combed my hair and straightened my room. Before I knew it there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it!" I said rushing down the stairs. I got to the door and opened it calmly, "Hey, what's up Marcie?"

Her hair was straight and she was wearing a purple beanie. She also had on a bright purple shirt and worn out, faded, dark blue jeans. "Hey." She greeted. "Where do you want to go?" Dammit. She wants to go somewhere, and I just cleaned my room…sort of. "Let's just go somewhere, wherever you like."

She smiled and nodded, "Alright, let's go."

"Mom, I'm leaving!" I yelled then closed the door behind me.

We both hopped into her black Volkswagen Bug. She started the car and hit the gas. "So, where we going?" I asked.

"You'll see." She looked at me and smiled.

It was nice just her and me, together, alone. "Marcie, tell me about yourself."

"Well my full name is Marceline Anna Nelson. I have a twin brother named Marcus."

I laughed, "So your initials are MAN?"

She playfully punched me in the arm, "Shutup. Marcus made fun of me for that all the time where we were little. I used to say, 'If I'm the man then you must be the woman.' And he would get so angry. It was hilarious." I laughed again, "Tell me more."

"Um…my dad and mom live next door to each other."

"Why?"

"Well me and Marcus hate each other even through we're twins. We'd beat each other up and call each other names. As we got older we got more violent. My parents aren't divorced, they just live in separate houses for our safety." She explained.

I nodded my head, "That makes sense now."

She giggled a very non-Marcie giggle. "Well we are here!" She pulled up to a very small brick building. There was a banner on the front that said, 'Benny's Sub Station'. She parked and hopped out. I followed her into the small restaurant.

"Hello Marceline!" greeted a very…round man. "Hello Benny." She replied giving him a hug, "This is my friend, Finn." He shook my hand, "Hello Finn. This is my daughter, Lucinda Sandra Porters." He gestured to a…lumpy girl. Oh Lumpy Space Princess. She was texting on her cell phone as she waved hello to me, she never took her eye off that thing.

"Anyways let me get you two a table." Benny said leading the way. He led us to a booth next to a window. He set down two menus on the table, "What would you like to drink?"

"Um…I'll have an orange soda please."

"I guess I'll have one too."

The large man nodded as he scribbled something onto a pad, "Ok." And he waddled away.

"Do you like it so far?" she asked.

"You brought me to a sub shop?"

"Yea, isn't nice? It's family owned."

"Who's the family?"

"Benny, Lucy, Lance, and Benny's wife, Nina."

"Who is Lance?"

"Lucy's brother and Nina and Benny's son. He usually works in the kitchen but he comes out to see me."

Then I grew somewhat jealous. I immediately did not like this Lance guy. "Oh then, good for him."

Marcie gave me a weird look, "Is something wrong?"

I shook my head vigorously, "No, no, not at all!" As if on cue a young man served us our drinks. It was obviously Lance. He had shaggy brown hair and hazel eyes. His smile was pure white and he was muscular, yep…I don't like him.

"Hey Marcie."

"Hi Lance. Lance, this is my friend Finn. He goes to my school."

"Hi…Lance." I said solemnly.

"Hey Finn, what's up?"

"Stuff."

He laughed, "That's good. Well here are your drinks. And what would you like to eat?"

"I'd like the usual Lance." She said handing him her menu.

"I'll have the same." I said "Because I love that stuff."

Lance gave me a confused looked then took my menu, "Do you want it more spicy?"

"The spiciest." I said leaning back on the booth.

When Lance walked away Marcie reached across the table and grabbed my shirt collar.

"Are you crazy?"

"No, why?"

"The hot sauce is way too hot for you, for anyone!"

"No, it's way too hot for anyone who isn't me."

"You're such an idiot Finn!" she let go and sat back down with a worried look. Then she held out her hand and I shook it. "It was nice knowin' ya." She said with her worried look.

Now I was a bit scared. What am I going to do?

Will Finn be able to handle the hot sauce? Will he survive? Or will he figure a plan to get out of it? Or will he chicken out? I hope you Marcie fans enjoyed this chapter. As I was writing this I was like, LSP needs to be in this! She'll probably be in the next chapter, maybe later chapters. Now I'm writing only five more chapters! Awwww so sad. I might actually write more, you'll just have to wait and see!