"What do you mean my room's not available?!" Marco Diaz stood angrily at the front desk at a nearby hotel. He had just gotten back from a long, boring business seminar in the city and was extremely exhausted. All he wanted to do was rest in his hotel room and relax, but it seems he can't even do that. The manager just shrugged. "It says here that your room has been reserved for someone else. I'm sure you can share that room until another one opens up?" Of course. Marco didn't want anything to do with another individual, he just wanted to be alone. It seemed as if the universe hated him and wanted to make him miserable every moment possible.

However, sharing a room would be much better than sleeping in his car, so he reluctantly took the extra keys and headed up towards the room. "Hello?" The young man knocked on the door. "Just a minute!" called out what sounded like a young woman's voice. "Oh great," Marco thought, "I'm going to have to share a room with a woman? Ugh, this is a nightmare." He thought back to his last girlfriend, Jackie Lynn Thomas, and how horribly it had ended for him. Although they broke up years ago, Marco's still distant towards everyone, especially girls his age.

All of a sudden, the door quickly opened, revealing a tall, pretty girl staring at him intently. Marco's eyes widened at the sight of her. Her long blonde hair tucked into a pony tail with little strays of hair lightly framing her face. She had the most beautiful blue eyes he's ever seen. The one thing that really stood out to him, though, were the pink, heart shaped birthmarks that rested on the apples of her cheeks. She was gorgeous. She was dressed in a long blue nightgown with a crescent moon in the center. On the top of her head rested a cute little sleeping mask.

"May I help you?" the girl asked, raising an eyebrow. She just started to binge watch action movies and chick flicks and now this strange, but admittedly cute, young man knocked on her door and just stared at her. Creepy, right? Marco quickly shook away his daze and snapped back into reality. "Oh, um, hi. My name is Marco Diaz, and this is my room." The girl stared at him before bursting out in laughter. "Very funny, "Macko", but this is my room. See all of this stuff inside of it? Yeah, it's mine. It has my name on it." The girl pointed to her luggage that had the initials S.B. monogramed onto it. Marco gave her a distasteful look as he pushed through the door, bringing his luggage inside.

"Look, whatever your name is-"

"It's Star," she interrupted. "Oh-kay..Star, this room was actually mine, but the front desk messed it up and gave it to you." Star raised an eyebrow, one hand on her hip. "And?" she asked, signaling for him to continue. Marco nervously stuffed his hands inside of his pockets. "And now we have to share until another room opens up." Star scoffed. "And how do I know you're not a criminal or a creep?" Star crossed her arms, giving Marco an evil glare. "Hey, my nickname in high school was 'Safe Kid', and besides, I should be the one who's worried. You stole my room!" Marco set his luggage down firmly.

Star rolled her eyes. "Fine, you can stay, but I get the bed." She closed the door and quickly flopped onto the bed. Marco put his hands on his hips, unable to believe that he had to share a room with such a selfish girl. "What?! Nonono, I get the bed. I had an extremely long day and I need to get rest." Star just smirked, "Well, you can rest on the couch," she said as she crawled under the blanket and pressed her face against the soft pillow. Marco groaned in annoyment and gave Star a dirty look before laying on the couch. The two both fell asleep irritated at the other. "This is going to be a long weekend."

Marco's eyes flashed open at the sudden sound of a hairdryer. Star was in the bathroom, makeup and hair products sprawled across the counter. "Hey!" Marco screamed over the noise. Star looked at him through the mirror. "Oh, hey 'Macko', you're up early!" she shouted as she continued to blow dry her hair. Marco rolled his eyes, irritated. "It's MARCO. And I thought we agreed that you would keep your stuff on your side of the counter!" Marco huffed as he pushed Star's things closer to one side of the counter. "Would it kill you to be a little organized?" Star glared at him. "Hey! I'm organized! My mess is here, and well, that's pretty much my system!" Star smiled proudly at herself, running her fingers through her long blonde locks. "Besides, this is my hotel room. I can put my stuff wherever I want!" Star crossed her arms, making a cute little pouty face that made Marco almost forget he was upset. Almost. Marco pulled out his suitcase, revealing a little compartment for everything he packed. "Woah, you're such a neat freak," she said, looking at his organized luggage. "No wonder you were called 'Safe Kid'," she giggled. Marco furrowed his eyebrows, annoyed. "Please don't call me that. Just call me Marco," he said as he pulled out a comb and carefully combed back his hair. Star couldn't help but watch him, realizing how soft his hair looked. She found it hard to resist the urge to touch the soft, brown locks of his.

"So, what are we doing today?" Star asked as she sat on top of the counter, watching Marco Diaz comb his hair. Marco gave her a confused look. "We?" Star gave him a small smile. "Well, yeah, I mean, we're being forced to share a hotel room. I think the least we can do is get to know each other better," Star put on a cute, cherry red devil horned head band, "You know, unless you want to continue rooming with a stranger," she said as she hopped down from the counter and put on red boots with a bunny face printed on the front. Marco shrugged. "Sure, why not?" he said as he tied his shoelaces. "Great!" Star flashed a smile, eager to get to know him. You know.. for safety reasons, not because she was at all interested in him. She quickly strapped on her star shaped crossbody purse, doing a final spin in the mirror to confirm her outfit was just right.

She wore a pretty white dress with a star in the center, rainbow colored leggings and her signature red bunny boots. Marco couldn't take his eyes off of her. As much as he tried to hide it, she definitely captured his attention with her pretty looks and captivating, upbeat, yet sarcastic personality. Star, too, was having trouble keeping her eyes off of her new roommate, but she tried her best to hide it, desperately wanting to learn more about him. "Why don't we go for lunch?" she asked, smiling. Marco couldn't help but smile back, her optimism was contagious. "Yeah, okay, sure." "Awesome!" she exclaimed, "You're buying," she smirked as she skipped out the door. Marco stared at her, once again rolling his eyes, but this time playfully, as he shut the room door.

"So, what brings you here?" Marco asked as he took a sip of his water. Star shifted in her seat uneasily, gently twirling her hair with her finger. "Well," she began, "...I broke up with my ex. We were living together for awhile, and I recently found out he was cheating on me. Needless to say, I chewed him out and left his sorry butt at his apartment. I needed a place to stay for the night." Star simply stated. Marco gave her a sorry look. "Star, I'm so sorry...you deserve better." Star laughed. "Don't be, Marco. He was a jerk, it was about time I left him. Besides, I've been over him for months, I don't even know why I stayed." She smiled at him sadly. "Anyway," she said with a bright smile, quickly changing the subject,"What brings you here, Diaz?" Marco chuckled lightly. "I was just on a business trip. Nothing too special." Star simply nodded. "What do you do for a living?" Marco smiled half-heartedly. "I'm an attorney at my friend's law firm. I personally find it boring, but it pays well and I'm helping others so it's not so bad." He laughed bitterly. "I've always wanted to be a chef or an author or something cool like that, but I guess being a lawyer is fine." He shrugged, looking at his menu.

Star just stared at him. "Why would you do that?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Marco looked up at Star, confused. "What are you talking about?" "Why would you do something you don't like to do? That's just crazy!" Now it was his turn to raise an eyebrow. "I just never really got into it, I guess. My parents really wanted me to take the job, and-" Star shook her head. "No, you should be able to do whatever the hell you want! It's your life! If you're not happy with what you're doing now, when will you be?" She gently placed her hand on his. "Marco, if you want to be a best selling author, or a famous chef, you go ahead and do it. I believe in you." She squeezed his hand softly and then let go, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. A long minute of uncomfortable silence passed by. "Sorry," she said shyly,"I didn't mean to have an outburst, I just get really passionate about individualism. I've never really had a choice to be my own person." Marco blinked. She was so passionate about life and love, it was incredible.

Right when he was about to say something, a hypnotizing song filled the room. All of a sudden, Marco stood up abruptly. Star quickly looked up, afraid that she said too much and chased yet another man away. Much to her surprise, Marco held out his hand. "May I?" he asked, a goofy smile on his face. Star could feel the hearts on her cheeks turning red as she shyly nodded and took his hand as he led her on the dance floor. Marco held one of her hands in his, while the other was wrapped around her waist. Star placed her open hand on Marco's chest, slightly noticing how fast his heart was beating. The song was enchanting. It made the two forget where they were, even who they were. They just felt like two people floating through space and time, happy that they're with the other. The song played as the two waltzed around the small dance floor. Their silly, awkward moves slowly turned into more confident and smooth as they began to feel comfortable in eachothers arms.

Marco could feel himself falling for her right there and then. The way her hair danced with the music, her blue eyes looking into his, enchanting him. He could sense how much she cared about life, and how her upbeat attitude spread to everyone around her, especially him. He couldn't keep denying how much he was infatuated by her any longer. All in an instant, Marco Diaz knew that the girl in front of him was the one he didn't know he had been looking for.

Star could feel her heart beating more and more each time they moved. She couldn't help but notice how well they moved together effortlessly, like they were the same person. As Marco twirled her around, swiftly, she felt like she was floating on clouds. Her smile grew wider each second, her eyes couldn't stop staring into the chocolate brown ones in front of her (which were now her new favorite shade of color). Star could feel herself becoming entranced with the man in front of her more and more. The boy who seemed so nitpicky and introverted was actually a confident, and amazing man who she couldn't help but fall deeper in love with.

As the song came to an end, the two were practically lovestruck. Star found her arms to be wrapped around his neck, while both of his hands were wrapped around her waist. The nearby strangers would never had guessed that at first the two were irritated at the thought of each other. The two leaned in, fully aware of what was happening in the moment, excited to see what was in store for them. All of a sudden, the moment they've been waiting for was stopped as Star pulled back suddenly.

"I'm- I can't do this," she stated, refusing to look him in the eyes,"I'm s-sorry." Marco felt his heart drop as he saw her run out of the restaurant, her red bunny boots clicking against the tiles quickly and the tears finally escaping from her eyes. Marco froze. He currently could not process anything that just happened and stared at the door where his love had disappeared into.

"Star!" Marco shouted as he shoved through the people in the lobby,"Excuse me, sorry, pardon me,-STAR!" He finally caught up to her. She held her bags firmly in her hands, waiting outside in the pouring rain for a taxi. Marco panted wildly, trying to catch his breath from running after her. "Star, are you okay?" He asked, tempted to put his arm around her, but feared he would scare her away once more. Star looked down, small droplets forming in the corner of her eyes. "Hey, hey, it's okay. Please. Look at me," Marco pleaded. Star looked up, more tears forming in her light blue orbs. "I-I just - I don't want to mess this up," her voice cracked as she allowed her tears to fall. "I don't want to chase you away like I did with my ex! I actually really, really like you and -," she took a deep breath,"I always make a mess of things. I don't want that to happen with you. If there's one thing I've learned, love is /never/ the answer..."

She expected him to..well, leave, but much to her surprise, he grabbed her face and kissed her. Star's eyes widened, surprised, but gave in as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close. The rain danced around them, neither of them cared if they got drenched or not. They couldn't stop this moment for the entire universe. They didn't want to. Once they finally broke away, goofy, lovestruck grins appeared on their faces as they stared lovingly at each other.

"Love is always the answer."