These are the days I participated in the Starco Week 3 event. Besides the last fic, the titles are the same as the prompt.

Starco Week Day 1: Bad Boy/Proper Princess AU

"I hate you!" She screamed as he stormed out of the room. As the door slammed, tears flowed down her face.

How could he be so rude? Why is he such a jerk? Why did she even care what he thought?

She layed down on the bed, and cried herself to sleep.

The boy stormed down the hallway towards his room, muttering as he went.

"Stupid prissy moron. It's not my fault she couldn't figure it out. She's the one who left the burner on. I was trying to help."

He slammed the bedroom door behind him as he lept onto his bed.

"Why do I bother? She hates me anyway."

He curled up and went to sleep. The anger had died down, and he only felt dead inside.

Hours passed, and for the first time since the princess' arrival, the house was silent. No arguments, no bickering, no teasing. Only silence.

The boy was the first to stir. In his sleep, the only thing he could think about was what he said. He was such a jerk to her. She didn't know better. She couldn't have known better.

He had to apologize.

Down the hall, the princess was coming to a similar conclusion. She had overreacted. He was clearly trying to help, in his own way. His methods were harsh, but it wasn't like he was being mean on purpose. Then she said she hated him. That was too much. Sure, he was a pain, but she didn't hate him.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the creak of an opening door.

"Are you awake?"

She thought about ignoring him. She could pretend to be asleep and give herself more time to prepare a proper apology. She decided against it. A princess must be cordial.

"Yeah, you can come in…"

The boy stepped into the bedroom, bearing a strange look on his face.

"I… I uh, just…"

He paused to collect his thoughts.

"I wanted to apologize. I was kinda mean back there."

The princess was shocked. He was apologizing? The "Bad Boy of Echo Creek" was apologizing? He had never done that in all her time on earth.

"I… it…" She could hardly form a word.

"Look, I was just kinda worried, alright? You were playing with the stove. You coulda seriously hurt yourself! I didn't wanna see you get burned. I kinda care about ya at least enough to-"

There was a silent pause.

He realized what he just said.

"You… care about me?"

She was sure this was a trap.

"I… uh, well… I…"

He could feel her eyes digging into him, looking for a catch. It felt like a pair of drills ripping into his forehead. He started to sweat a little.

"Kinda. I guess."

The room went quiet again. The princess began to think. She considered the way he acted, the way he was around her versus everyone else, how much time he seemed to spend around her despite claiming it to be distasteful. He wasn't lying. The look on his face gave it away. Suddenly, the princess knew her response.

She blushed.

"I like you too."