Saturday morning. She would rather be asleep, curled under the covers with her blond hair peeking out and fanning around her pillow, but the excitement of pursuing her plans for the day made her get up off of bed and check the calendar. She blinked several times, her eyes landing on the pink calendar with events and news written on it with glitter pen ink.

November 13th. Her own personal doomsday... but not really. Star decided to tell Marco her deepest darkest secret... the one that involved him. The one that made her the person that lied when they played truth or punishment a while back. When asked her crush, Star said Oskar- because she thought it was him she liked, right?

Wrong.

At least, she thought she was wrong... or right. She admired Oskar, but like Marco said about Jackie, maybe she just liked the image of him. Maybe she just put him on a pedestal and her own fantasies about him driven the crush. That she never really got to know the real Oskar. If she really loved him, she'd love him for all he is. Flaws, traits, everything.

Her relationship with Marco, however, was a lot deeper. When they first met, she made a ton of mistakes- and she practically weirded him out. But he still saved her when Ludo was going to attack her and steal the wand. He forgave her and offered to be her friend. And she-

"What are you thinking about, Star?" Glossirick's voice interrupted her. He was watching her this whole time. He swooped up from inside the pages of her spell book and met her face to face. "You must be thinking of Marco, right? Am I right?"

"No!" She shrieked. And blushed.

"Star?" Her heart practically stopped. She knew that beautiful voice. It was Marco, and his voice just reminded her of the impending doom. How her feelings will be spilled out like a jar of glittery paste. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah, Marco! Everything's fine!"

"Okay, but I swear I heard you scream-"

"It's fine, Marco." She was hurling out words like spitfire. Too fast. But she was also too scared.

"Um, okay. But just-ugh-okay."

Okay.

Star breathed a sigh of relief when she didn't hear anything else. She sighed, and flopped her head on the bed. Glossirick hovered over her face, confused and amused. He opened his mouth to say something, but she closed his mouth with her hand.

"Go away." Star narrowed her eyes. "No." He slipped out from her restraint, and crossed his arms. "Not until you tell me what's going on. Is today the day, Star? Are you going to tell him today?"

"It's none of your business, Glossirick. Go back inside the spellbook, where you belong."

"But, Star, I really want to know. You've liked him for so long. I remember your entry-chapter 11, was it?-you fell in love with him when you saw his karate moves or whatever. When he saved you from one of Ludo's henchmen. That it occurred to you that this boy wasn't some ordinary earthling. And your souls are intertwined, from the blood moon ball. You didn't think I'd forget about that, do you? I know you haven't." He was right, she hadn't forgotten. But that gave him no excuse to look through her diary like that.

"My entries," She yells, "Are none of your business!"

Big mistake. She shouldn't have yelled, because here comes the object of her affections now, climbing up the stairs. With every time he said "Star!", she panicked. She ran into her closet and locked the door.

She stared Glossirick right into his little green face. She sighs again.

Her sweating hands fumble for her diary. When her hands familiarize themselves with the small notebook, she grabs a nearby pen and her flashlight. She switches it on, feeling Glossirick's presence behind her.

"Not today, huh?" He says.

She doesn't answer.

November 13th

Dear Diary,

I'm not sure if I should go through with telling Marco that I love him. I mean, it's a big step, right? It would ruin our friendship. What if he doesn't like me back? How would I deal with the rejection? Sleeping in the same house as him would be even more awkward! I mean, there I would be, waking up to get breakfast and eyes would meet. He would look awkwardly down and my heart would sink to its knees. We'd be ruined forever.

And even if he does like me, how would Mr. and Mrs. Diaz react? Their son dating the random princess they had only gotten a small amount of time to get to know. And what about our classmates? And Tom? It would be a mess.

Should I? Can I? I don't know anymore.

-Princess Star Butterfly, heir to Mewni

She closed the book, placed it beside her, and slunk down on the wall. Glossirick flew over and hovered beside her, looking concerned. A flood of tears rolled down her cheeks, and he gave her a tissue. She dabbed at her today be the day? She looked over at Glossirick, who frowned. "So..." He says. "You gonna tell him right now?" Today? Will she finally tell him today?

Her eyes cast down, and she thought about how heavily her heart beat whenever Marco was around. How her spirits soared whenever he smiled at her. And how she melts at his attempts to cheer her up.

She thought about how cute he was, with his confectionary caramel skin and lavish brown hair and matching, gorgeous eyes. She thought of his cool karate moves and cooking abilities and the one thing she wished he'd say to her.

Te amo, Mi Princessa.

She sighs for the final time and looked over at a picture of Marco, holding a karate tournament trophy that he won about a week ago.

And she shivers.

"No." She says. And meant it. Today was not the day. "I don't think I could do it."

She then runs over to turn off the lights, climbs back into bed, and cries herself to sleep, even though it's 11:45 A.M.