A/N: Hey guys! After the Rio olympics i really felt like writing some summery Svtfoe Rio adventures. I know, I know. Working on two multichapter fics at the same time is a bad idea, but ill balance them out i promise! :D
I care too much about both plots to just abandon one so I will ride or die with both, haha.
I loove that late teen cast, so all characters in this are 18! So kick back, relax, grab your pina coladas and enjoy the ride...or should I say flight ;)
-Marcos Pov-
"Think that's everything!" I said while loading up the final suitcase onto the boot of the car, tiny pearls of sweat forming on my forehead in the californian sun.
Star clapped her hands in glee. She was about to hop inside the car when my parents barged outside the house, my dad holding a camera.
"Oh kids you can't leave without saying goodbye properly!" My mum cried, her arms flinging around us as we got squeezed into a bearhug for about a minute.
"Aww, we'll miss you Mrs. Diaz!" Star burst out, squeezing back just as hard.
Was I the only one suffocating here?
"We won't be gone for that long mom." I added, patting her back quickly, hoping for her to let go.
Finally freeing us from her grip, she stepped back, her eyes watering. "Just look at you two, all grown up, graduated and everything." She said, a tear rolling down her cheek. "Time has gone by so quickly."
"Mooom..." I put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't be sad. We still have all summer." I stated, attempting my best to lighten the mood.
She sniffed a little, but managed to nod soon after.
"This calls for a picture for the family album! My dad announced, reaching for the camera that was dangling around his neck.
"Marco, Star get together." He focused as hard as he could to get the perfect shot, his eyes glued to the lense.
Star scooted over to me and put an arm around my shoulder, beaming, my hand naturally placed itself on her waist, as I smiled casually for the camera.
We took many pictures like that during Star's time on Earth, you could say we were paparazzi proof by now.
"Aaaaand perfect." My dad exclaimed, looking at the picture.
He gave me and Star a quick hug and a light slap on my back.
"Be careful and take care, kids."
I gave him a thumbs up as I got inside the car.
Star jumped on the passenger seat next to me and let the window down to wave a final goodbye to my parents while I turned the keys, revving up the motor.
She continued waving for a while until they were completely out of sight.
"So!" she began, turning towards me, her head tilted. "Who are we picking up first?"
"Well, Ferguson and Alfonzo live closest to us, so they'd be number one on our list."
I stated, pulling onto a main road.
"Right! Cool beans." Star fingerpistoled me, putting on the pink, heart shaped sunglasses that were placed on her head directly after.
A slight chuckle escaped me. It was funny to see heart shaped shades in an ensemble with her identical looking birthmarks on her cheeks.
"Interesting fashion choice."
"Are you saying you don't like my new shades? I think they look flyyyyy."
Star gave me a halfhearted peace sign.
"Oh no, quite the contrary, princess! I applaud your bravery."
I grinned, keeping my eyes locked on the street.
She decided to completely ignore my remark, either because she was used to this already, or because she was too excited to stay focused. Both very plausible options.
"Can you believe it? We're finally going to the place you were born!"
My best friend cheered, fully changing the topic.
Yep, thought it was option two.
"I wasn't born there, Star. My parents were. They moved here before my mum even got pregnant. I just visited Mexico a lot when I was a child." I explained.
"Oooooh, you never told me!"
I shrugged.
"Eh, never thought about it. Nothing special, really."
Star reached for my arm and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"Don't be silly, Marco, of course it is, especially to me. You're my best friend! I want to know as much as possible about you, that's bestie code. When we arrive you've gotta
tell me everything, your family history from your parents to your great grandparents, you have to show me all your favorite spots and places, too!"
The princess ranted, the excitement in her voice clearly prominent.
I couldn't help but smile. Her passion for everything concerning earth culture and my family was simply endearing.
"Deal. And when we're in Rio, we can explore together, since I've never been either!"
Star nodded in agreement, as I pulled into Ferg's driveway.
The redhead and his curly haired companion were already waiting for us, luggage prepared and everything.
I stopped the motor to step outside and greet my highschool friends, Star following me to do the same.
"Roadtrip, Roadtrip Roadtrip!" They were chanting as we all went in for a fourway grouphug.
"You know it's not really a roatrip, since we're only going to the airport, right?"
I butted in, a cheeky grin plastered on my face.
"Marco, why do you have to be such a killjoy."
"Yeah, why do you have to ruin EVERYTHING!"
The two boys joked, letting go of the hug.
I put my hands up defensively. "Hey, keeping you two in check is my job!"
"Keeping everyone in check seems to be your job!" Ferguson exclaimed, punching me in the side slightly.
Alfonzo let out a death screech as he tackled us, resulting in three teens laying on a big patch of grass, nearly wetting themselves with laughter.
Star rolled her eyes, coordinating her wand to make us float and put us back on our feet.
"Looks like i'm the only one who keeps all of you in check." With a sheepish smile forming at the edges of her mouth, she put her wand away and gestured at the car. "We have plans, don't we?"
My male friends and I snickered quietly before we heaved the remaining suitcases onto the trunk and crawled our way inside the vehicle.
"Sooo we're meeting Jackie and Janna at the airport, right?" Alfonzo questioned.
"Yep! Especially since there's not enough room in this car, and fergs house is on the road to the airport."
Ferguson gasped.
"So...does that mean you would've picked them up instead of us if their houses were closer than mine?"
Star and I exchanged a mischievous grin.
"Pretty much!" The blonde sang.
"Gotta agree." I whistled, Ferguson ruffling my hair soon after.
"You're such an asshole, dude."
I bit my tongue, suppressing another chuckle.
We finally made our way to the waiting area, passport and security checks took ages and we were already exhausted, the fact that it was also the hottest day of the year didn't help the situation all too much.
"Hey guys!"
We were greeted by Jackie and Janna who already got there before us.
"I knew LAX was busy, but today's just excepctionally bad." Jackie remarked as she approached us.
Janna pinched her nose, waving her hand around.
"You could use some deodorant as well, i can smell the touristy sweat stench."
"Glad to see you too, girls." I rolled my eyes in jest before adapting a friendlier expression.
"Come on, guys let's play nice. We really deserve this vacation! Mexico and Brazil are absolutely awesome and most importantly, we all get to spend time together before you leave for college...and i...leave for mewni..." Star ended the sentence, progressively sounding less enthusiastic.
I gave her arm a reassuring squeeze.
"Let's not think about that yet. Just us, okay? I'll show you all the nice places you wanted to see." I tried my best to sound optimistic, even though I was dreading the day she'd have to fulfill her royal duties just as much as she did, but that wouldn't stop me from enjoying my last summer with her.
"I promise, it'll be loads of fun."
Star nodded silently, linking her arm with mine.
Our friends already started having their own heated debate about whether bacon flavoured toothpaste should be a thing or not.
"I'm telling you, people are too curious to actually care if it's good or not. That's why it's a lucrative business!" Ferguson explained, his index finger raised.
Janna shook her head intensely. "And I'm telling you, they can just read the Amazon reviews to know how awful it is!"
"Right, we ready?" I interrupted, checking my watch.
The gang nodded in agreement, so we started strolling towards the boarding counter.
We were waiting in line for ages, our flight was meant to leave in 15 minutes and they only boarded about half the passengers.
I found myself growing quite bored, so I decided to let my mind run free and submerge into my own thoughts for a while to distract myself.
I was trying to think of how we became this tightknit group we are now, but really there was no set point in time when it became official. Star was just sort of friends with pretty much everyone in our class, but for some reason she got especially close to my former crush when she tried to get the two of us together for some time which (spoiler alert) ended in an absolute catastrophe. Janna just kinda came like a package deal with Jackie, and Fonzo and Ferg came as a package deal with me, and BOOM the clique was born.
I smiled, fondly thinking back to all the good times and adventures we shared.
Like when Alfonzo thought he lost his moms car keys and we searched throughout the entire woods, just to find out they were in his pocket all along. We ended up having a campfire in the forest which was pretty neat.
Or that time when Star thought Jackie was a mermaid because she always wore a shell necklace and her favoruite color is marine blue, so Star shoved her into the sea to 'prove her magical water powers'.
We were an odd bunch, but for some reason it worked.
"Your tickets please." I was catapulted back into reality when I heard the voice of a middle aged woman asking for my boarding pass.
"Huh? Oh yeah right! One second." I said hastily, raiding my bag for those carefully folded papers tucked into a plastic case.
I grabbed and handed them over as I put on a collected smile.
"Thank you, Sir." The lady replied, letting me through to the jetway.
The majority of my friends already took their seats, except for Star who waited for me near the entrance of the plane.
"Come on, Marco! We're one of the last people to board!" Star rushed next to me as we hopped onto the plane and took our seats.
We found ourselves in a fairly large airbus, Jackie and Janna sitting in the row next to us, and Ferguson with Alfonzo in the row behind us.
I had the window seat and was looking outside, admittedly fearing take off a bit.
I'm not terrified of flying, though the start and the landing always make me feel a tad uneasy , plus some occasional turbulence sickness, and especially since this was going to be an 11 hour flight I was dreading it.
Star put her hand on mine and smiled confidently. It was like she knew exactly what was going through my head.
"You'll be fine." She sang, brushing her cheek against my shoulder. I was about to reply when the wheels of the plane started rolling and all I could do is gulp.
"Classic Marco." Star said as she pat my back and turned her attention to the on board magazines. It was going to be a long flight.