18-year-old Marco Diaz did not know what he was getting himself into when he explained what a road trip was to his best friend, Star Butterfly. The two were thinking of what to do for spring break of their senior year. They needed it to be immensely epic, completely unforgettable, and utterly magical for the both of them, as this would possibly be the last one they would have together.

"We could spend a week in another dimension?" Star suggested, already holding up her dimensional scissors. The two were laying on Star's bed, Star's torso laid on one side of her bed while Marco's laid on the other side, their heads right next to each other.

"Nah, that's kind of an everyday thing for us." The fact that Marco dismissed the idea of spending a week in another dimension because it was "too common" for them probably seemed so strange to any ordinary person. But Star and Marco crossed the "ordinary" line long ago. It truly proved how Star completely turned his life all around, and he couldn't thank her enough. Whatever they planned to do, it was surely going to be added to their big book of memories. "What about a road trip, just the two of us?" The Mexican boy suggested.

"Road trip?" Star questioned, turning her head to her best friend. He met her gaze almost instantly.

"Yeah! We'll get up real early, drive somewhere hours from here, rent a hotel, and spend the whole week there! My parents and I used to take them all the time. But, I've never taken one with a friend. I'm pretty sure it'd be way more fun to go with my best friend." Marco explained. Star's eyes lit up as he spoke. A whole week away from their home, spending it alone with Marco? Seemed like something she needed desperately.

"Let's go!" Star exclaimed. "Yes! I am totally for it! I wanna do that. ROAD TRIIIIPP!"

Marco couldn't help but smile at her. He loved seeing her get so excited for something as common as this. He thought it was really adorable how she would get excited over the ordinary things of Earth. It was something he learned to cherish of her. "Awesome! We'll have to get everything situated so that we'll be able to get everything set for Monday and stuff. Let's see, today's Friday…" Marco began planning out their week, listing out beach places to go, hotels he thought were nice, but cheap, and other miscellaneous things that they'll be needing for a road trip.

"Alright, Miss Princess Butterfly. We are expected to depart from here on Monday, at promptly 5 AM."

"5 AM?! Why so early?!" Star exclaimed, not really happy with the time she had to get up that day.

"One must always start road trips early if they want to arrive on time! At least, that's how my family's always done it." Marco explained.

"5 AM, Monday. Got it." Star complied with the time. She was going on vacation with her best friend. Just the two of them, alone, on a beach. Getting up early was worth it.

Monday, 5 AM

Marco was abruptly awaken by a cold pillow colliding with his face at promptly 5 AM. Star. "I'M UP, I'M UP, MOM" was the first thing he shouted to his hyperactive friend, before rolling from his side onto his back, his eyes still closed. This time he felt something different. Someone sitting on his stomach.

"Marcooooo! C'mon! Let's goooo! Let's get this show on the road!" She called out to the sleepy teen, shaking his shoulders, sitting on his stomach. All of a sudden, Star felt the weight shift, and in that brief moment, she was now the submissive one, as Marco pinned her down, holding her wrists. She always forgets he got way more muscle than what he had when they first met. They stared into each other's eyes, almost in a trance, before giggling and then bursting into laughter as Marco finally let go of her wrists and let her sit up.

"You ready?" He asked her, still giving her a smile. She returned the smile, with an excited nod.

"Get dressed, Diaz!"

"Get out, Butterfly!"

The two exchanged more laughter before Star headed out the boy's room to gather up all the luggage, blankets, and snacks. Marco was out in a jiffy with his usual red hoodie and black skinny jeans, saying goodbye to his parents one last time before meeting up with Star to load up everything in the trunk safely. Finally, Marco got into the driver's seat, Star in the passenger's. They shared a silent look before Marco offered his hand. Star took his hand in hers and held it between them.

"To the most epic spring break?" Marco asked.

"To the most epic spring break!" Star answered, squeezing his hand once before letting go. They both shared a laugh before Marco turned on the car and began backing out of the parking lot to start their journey.

"Some tunes, Captain Diaz?" Star asked, after they'd finally been on the road for a few minutes in silence.

"Of course, Navigator Butterfly!" They both smiled as Star turned on the radio and searched the stations to find a good one. Automatically, the two began singing each and every song with the radio on full blast. And just like that, they drove into their spring break. Just the two of them, like it always has been.

Monday, 10 AM, Hotel Lobby

After hours of singing, laughing, arguing, and road trip games, the pair of best friends finally arrived at the hotel Marco booked. Ferguson's uncle's wife actually owned this hotel, so the room was pretty cheap for the entire week. The two entered the golden lobby with their luggage and walked toward the check-in desk together.

"Hi, how may I help you?" The employee asked Marco in her sweet voice.

"Yes, I need check into a room."

"Okay! I'm going to need your last name, please." The employee asked.

"Diaz" Marco replied.

"Marco?" The employee questioned. Marco nodded and smiled, showing that was him.

"Ah yes, the Honeymoon Suite." The employee said, looking at both Star and Marco with a grin on her face. Star and Marco on the other hand, had very different reactions to those words.

"I-I'm sorry what? Did you just say the Honeymoon Suite? Like, for newlyweds?" Marco stammered, pretty positive it must've been a mistake. He specifically booked a room with two beds. This couldn't be right.

"Yes, sir. It says you booked it on Friday. Is that correct?" Star was equally stunned, unable to say anything. She stared at Marco, wondering how he'd get them out of this mess this time.

"Well, yes, but, there must be some sort of mistake. Can't you, I don't know, move us to a different room?" Marco tried to explain.

"I'm sorry, sir. Due to spring break, our hotel's fully booked. All the hotels close in range are all booked as well. Do you want to cancel the booking instead?" The employee inquired. Marco and Star looked at one another. Marco didn't want to let his best friend down, especially since this might be their first and last road trip together. As for Star, she didn't really mind sharing a bed. How bad could it really be? She didn't care as long as she was with her best friend. The two knew their answer without ever exchanging a syllable as they turned back to the employee.

"No ma'am. We'll take the room as it is." Marco directed toward the employee. The employee smiled grabbing the key to their room.

"Great! I'll just need to see some ID from you, Mr. Diaz, and you and your beautiful girlfriend can go right on up!" Neither of them bothered to correct the employee. In some cases, acting like a couple gets you into things you couldn't do as a single person. They've grown quite used to it. Marco pulled out his wallet and driver's license and sliding it over to the employee. She examined the license before smiling and giving the key and license to Marco. "Enjoy your stay, you two!"

"Thank youuu!" Star exclaimed excitedly, waving to her as she walked toward the elevator with her luggage and Marco walking beside her.

"Alright, 1609, Star. Look for Room 1609." The two perused the hallway of rooms on the 16th floor, looking for their room.

"Found it!" Star exclaimed, extending her arm out for Marco to give her the key.

"Wait. Before we enter, technically, according to the hotel, we are newlyweds."

"Yeeahh, I guess you could say that…" Star had no idea what was going on in Marco's mind, no matter how hard she tried to decipher what he was going to do next. Unpredictable Marco was no laughing matter. You really could never know what he'd do next.

"Well, it is only tradition that we do this…" Marco unlocked the door, but before both of them stepped inside of it, Star felt Marco picking her up bridal style and start walking to the room. Star instantly began giggling and squirming slightly.

"Marco! Put me down!" Star laughed, looking up at Marco.

"As you wish, my dear wife." Marco teased, laughing as well before dropping her down onto the giant heart-shaped bed. Star, still laughing and shaking her head, sat up to see rose petals covering the white linen sheets of the bed.

"Wow, these people go all out on these suites. Rose petals, champagne, His & Hers robes…" Marco also took a look around the room. Star smiled, inspecting all the things in the room. Everything felt so…romantic. The pair checked out the bathroom. A giant tub big enough for two people was in the left-hand corner along with a shower on the right, with the sink, mirror, and toilet on the opposite side. Star took one more look at the suite as a whole again before sitting back down on the edge of the bed.

"I wonder how many people, y'know, have done things in here" Star questioned, looking around at the suite.

"It's the honeymoon suite, so probably every couple who has rented it out, excluding us, of course." Star blushed just thinking about it. From the 4 years that she's been here on Earth, she's had her fair share of "chick flicks" to know just what made things super romantic between a couple, and this suite had it all. Star's mind wondered how it would look like in full mode: dimmed lights, candles on, light music, the romantic aura filling the room. Then, Star's mind imagined both Star and Marco in the suite, which made her blush even more. Shaking her head out of her thoughts, she turned to Marco who'd just got out of the bathroom.

"Marco! Let's hit the pool!" Star exclaimed as soon as she saw him, hopping up to grab the luggage left at the door to get her swimsuit. Anything to get her mind off those thoughts.

"Yeah, let's go. I think we deserve it." Marco agreed, grabbing his luggage to find his swimming trunks. It wasn't until both of them were in the pool that Marco realized 3 things: he was actually on a vacation with his best friend, his best friend was absolutely stunning in her new swimsuit, and he was going to be sharing an extremely romantic bed with her for the week. To an epic spring break vacation, right?

First Starco fic on here! What do you guys think? This was going to be a Tumblr exclusive, but I think i'll post it on here too. Please send feedback for this and my Phinbella story, One Last Time, as I am continuing that still too! Thank you!

~Karina (NinjaCupcakex)