Hey guys. So, I'm posting this pretty late, but I just wanted to type out this idea I had to see how it would turn out. I know I have two other stories to finish (and don't you worry, I will finish them), but I just really wanted to share this one. I really hope you guys enjoy:). Also, before we start, the lyrics used in this chapter are from the song "Golden Girl" by Frank Ocean. You'll see what I mean soon. Now, let's get started.

The Echo Creek Academy auditorium was filled with kids and parents, all of them eagerly waiting and talking to each other. Today was the annual talent show, and everyone was excited to see what was in store this year. Musicians, artists, jugglers, and a ton of others were going to participate, and all of them were excited to show off their skills.

Well, almost all of them...

Marco Diaz peeked behind the curtain of the stage, nervously looking back and forth. He was both shocked and terrified to see such a huge crowd. They were all going to watch him embarrass himself, which will lead to a lifetime of getting picked on. A lifetime of never having a girlfriend. A lifetime of regretting doing this because the college he wanted to go to heard about his embarrasement at the talent show and didn't want "Marco the Embarrasement" walking around their campus!

'Okay, that last one may be far-fetched, Marco thought to himself. 'But this is going to end badly'.

During Marco's stressful train of thought, his friends Ferguson and Alfonso walked up behind him. They both had huge smiles on their faces as they patted Marco on the back, who gave both of them the dirtiest of looks.

"You're gonna do great, man," Ferguson said, continuing to smile.

"I'm going to kill you guys after this. You know that, right?" Marco responded coldly.

"Yeah, we know," Alfonso said, shrugging his shoulders. "But we wouldn't have signed you up for this unless we were absolutely sure you would do fantastically."

Marco rubbed his hands through his dark brown hair, his light brown eyes looking around in complete confusion and fear. "I can't do this. I can't do this. I CAN'T-"

Before he could finish his yells of panic, Ferguson gave him a quick slap in the face to knock him back into his senses. "Dude, you gotta relax! You're gonna kill it!"

As his "best friends" ran away to find seats in the already- crowded auditorium, Marco took deep breaths to calm himself (all while rubbing the cheek Ferguson had slapped).

Meanwhile, in the auditorium, Star Butterfly took a seat in one of the few available seats left. She was able to find a seat next to Janna, Jackie, Sabrina, and many of her other friends. All of them had one thing in common: they were all there to see Marco and his mystery talent. Marco wouldn't tell anyone what he was going to do, not even to Star (much to her dismay). When they tried to get some information from Ferguson and Alfonso , they always just smiled and responded, "you'll see".

Star sat eagerly in her chair, swinging her legs back and forth and playing with a strand of her golden blonde hair.

"I bet he's going to show off his karate moves! Or maybe he's secretly a great tap dancer! That would be awesome! Or maybe..."

"Star, Star! Relax!" Jackie said, holding down the jumpy Star. Even though she would never show it, she was equally excited to see what Marco's secret talent is.

"Yeah, everyone relax. You're gonna see... and it's going to blow... your... mind," Ferguson said with a dramatic tone, opening up his hands with extended arms and making the "kaboom" sound effect with his mouth.

Immediately after he said that, the lights began to go dim. The talent show was about to start, and everyone quickly got quiet. Star and the others sat up in anticipation, hoping Marco would come out first.

Unfortunately, that was not a case. The audience had to bear through a juggler that tripped over his own feet, an actor who forgot half of his monologue, a violinist who just didn't know how to play a violin, and many other terrible acts. It was shaping up to be the worst talent show Echo Creek had ever seen. Fortunately, they had one kid left, the last saving grace for a faltering talent show: Marco Diaz.

"And now, our last act of the night... Marco Diaz!" the announcer yelled into the microphone. This was met with half-hearted applause from a disappointed audience. However, Star and the others were cheering as loud as they could.

"Yeah, Marco, let's go! Woohoo!" Star cheered as Marco walked onto the stage. He blushed and smiled at the same time as he got himself ready.

He stepped up towards the microphone, once again taking deep breathes to calm himself.

"Wait, is Marco going to..." Sabrina said, confused at what she was seeing. Ferguson and Alfonso looked excitedly at their confused friends, smiling widely.

Marco nodded towards the DJ, who began to play music on a laptop. It sounded sweet and serene, its subtle beat filling up the auditorium.

"Wait, wha-" Janna began to say, baffled when she heard the music.

"I don't kno-" Star began to say when she then heard something that made her brain stop.

She peels an orange for us in the morning,

Everyone's jaw dropped when they heard the sweet but strong voice coming from the nervous- looking boy.

She woke me up to give me half;

I can hear the children soccer-ballin'

"W-wh-wha...," Jackie tried to say something, but was too shocked and enticed by the singing to complete her sentence.

Like wildcats running on the grass, hey

"It's... beautiful," Sabrina said, her eyes looking dreamingly at Marco.

"It really... is," Star responded, trying her best to not gawk at Marco.

You're a girl on this island,

I'm a boy from America;

My flight leaves tonight, but I don't think I'm going backwards;

I won't be going backwards

"Told ya," Ferguson said matter-of factly, high-fiving Alfonso.

You're my golden girl;

You're the one I've chosen girl,

Star was just baffled at how good Marco was. She couldn't help but imagine that he was singing to her.

'What? No, stop it!' Star thought to herself in frustration. During this, Marco's voice began to intensify, but continued to stay sweet and light.

You're 24K,

You make it bright when it's gray

'Oh, no,' Star thought, realizing how she was starting to feel about Marco. It was just his singing, it was too much for her. 'This isn't gonna be good.'

She looked around her and saw the other girls have a look of dreaminess and giddiness that was similar to Star's.

'This REALLY isn't gonna be good.'