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I'm sorry I haven't been able to work on this story that much. I've been sick 2 days in a row and still going. I'm trying to work on my story when I don't feel like shit, which isn't very often.

One of the characters in this story will be pretty much be built from the ground up since there's barely any info on them but I'm going to try and use what I know to my advantage. So ,technically, it's not an OC but rather an almost entirely AU based character.

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Marco Diaz woke up at the sound of a monotone, yet annoyingly loud alarm. He slammed his hand down on said alarm several times before finally turning it off. He sighed in relief and sat up only to see his best friend, Star Butterfly, sitting at the end of his bed.

Marco jumped and screamed "Star! What did I tell you about scaring me in the mornings!?" Star shot him a puzzled look. "You never said anything about morning jumpscares." she retorted.

Marco opened his mouth, only to close it, realizing she was right. "Well...can you try not to do it?" he asked pleadingly. "Okay!" she exclaimed in a cheery demeanor

After Star jumped downstairs, Marco snuck to his closet and changed out of his pajamas into a grey shirt with black pants and casual shoes, accompanied by his signature red hoodie. He then went to his nightstand to grab his cross-belt containing his Pokèmon. He grabbed a Pokè Ball, a Great Ball, and a Net Ball and released a Combusken, Riolu, and Lombre, respectively.

"Combusken" his Combusken stated as it stretched it's body

"Rio!" his Riolu said, getting into a standard karate battle position

"Lombre! Lombre!" Marco's Lombre shouted cheerfully. "Lombre! Calm down! It's only…" Marco stopped to turn toward his clock.

6:25 a.m.

Marco began to panic, realizing he had 5 minutes to get to his bus. He usually had time to check on his Pokèmon before he went to school, for sicknesses or injuries. There's a reason he gets the nickname "The Safe Kid." While he hated the nickname, and thought of himself as more of a "misunderstood bad boy", it wouldn't stop him to care about his friends. He half-way ran down his stairs before running back up to retrieve his Pokèmon.

"Sorryguysigottago!" he said in an unintelligible speed , retrieving them into their respective Pokè Balls. "Rio?" was all his Riolu could manage to say as it was retrieved. He ran downstairs and rushed out the door, past his parents.

Mrs. Diaz sat in the kitchen and sighed heavily after Marco left. She was visibly tired with her hair undone, in her morning robe. She sipped out of her morning coffee slowly, as her husband inched over to her.

"What's the matter, mi amore?" her husband, Mr. Diaz, questioned. "I don't know. I just feel like he's starting to separate himself from us." she stated. Mr. Diaz was confused by this and asked "What do you mean?" "He didn't even say good-bye or see you later or…or anything!" she exclaimed. He thought about it for a moment and chuckled.

"Honey, don't worry! He's becoming an adult. We can't expect him to remember a goodbye when he has so many hellos to give throughout his day! Soon enough he'll be off to college, get married and eventually have his own family and his own child who will say 'hello' and 'goodbye' to him everyday. By then we'll finally have a grandchild, like we always…" Mr. Diaz was interrupted by the sounds of heavy snoring and looked to his right to see his wife asleep, with her head resting beside her coffee. "…wanted" he finished, with a hint of disappointment in his voice, now realizing he was the only one listening.

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Marco Diaz skidded to a halt at his bus station, gasping for air as his bus approached the stop. The doors open up to reveal a overweight bus driver with long, yellow hair and peach fuzz across his upper lip.

"Well if it isn't Marco Diaz" he remarked with a condescending tone. Marco just ignored him and found a seat on the back of the bus. As he was sitting down, he stopped and felt if something was off. He put his hand on the seat and felt a whoopee cushion on his seat. "Nice try, Haunter." he said, as he tossed the cushion on to the floor.

Almost instantly a Haunter materialized out of thin air. "Haunter…" it said weakly, as if it was accepting defeat. "Sup, Diaz?" Janna said, appearing from behind his seat. "Really, Janna? Whoopee cushions? What is this, 5th grade?" he asked rhetorically.

"Sorry, Mr. Prank Expert. I didn't realize I had to meet your 'expectations'" Janna retorted sarcastically. "Besides, it's only a few weeks 'till school's out. I thought I would 'lay low' until the last day of school. That's when Project Jellopocalypse activates!" she exclaimed.

"Jellopocalypse? Did you come up with that?" Marco asked. Janna laughed and shook her head. "No, she did." she explained while pointing forward. Marco turned his head only to be face-to-face with Star Butterfly. Again.

Marco screamed and jumped (again). Star and Janna laughed while Marco recollected himself. "You know what? Forget what I said about morning jumpscares. Don't scare me like that EVER!" he said sternly.

"Oh come on, Marco. Am I scaring you or are you just…" Star stopped and inched closers to his face "…nervous?" she said playfully. Marco started to sweat and slightly shake. "N-nervous about wh-what? I d-don't feel nervous!" he exclaimed in an unconvincing manner.

"Oh come on, Marco" Janna replied. She jumped over the seat with an "Humph!" and landed beside Marco. "We both know you're thinking about Jackie Lynn Thomas!" Suddenly, the bus came to a halt as it picked up another passenger.

She had light blonde hair with a single teal highlight and green eyes with freckles under them. She wore a white, long-sleeved T-shirt with dark green sleeves and a seashell necklace hanging over. She wore baby blue shorts with white socks striped with green complimenting her baby blue shoes.

"Geez. Talk about timing" Janna murmured. Jackie walked down the isle to the end of the bus. With each step, Marco's heart raced faster and faster and progressively more flustered. Janna saw this and smiled slyly. "I gotcha covered, Diaz" Janna said as she jumped back over the seat and sat in one adjacent to him.

Jackie walked to the end of the bus and looked at Marco. 'Wow. She's so beautiful' Marco thought to himself. To him, if its as time froze just for him to gaze upon her. "Is this seat taken?" Jackie questioned Marco, who was still in a trance.

Marco quickly snapped out of his daydreaming. "Yes? I-I mean NO it…um just uh" Marco lightly patted the empty area beside him, signaling Jackie to sit beside him. Jackie shrugged and plopped down beside him.

"Oh God, she's sitting next to me. That's Step #11 on the list!" Marco was remembering about his 27 step plan that he follows in order to impress Jackie, before she asked a question. "So what have you been up to?" she said, again, snapping out of his thoughts.

'You gotta stop doing that, Diaz' he told himself. "Oh you know just…hanging uh around" he answered, almost stuttering. 'C'mon, man! Get yourself together!' he exclaimed to himself. "Are you, OK?" Jackie said with genuine worry. She was concerned because he kept zoning out. Marco, however, took this as a sign of compassion and blushed slightly.

"Marco and Jackie sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g" Janna said in a ridiculing voice. Jackie immediately threw the whoopee cushion from earlier at Janna. It hit Janna's smug face, releasing a small fart sound upon impact. Janna laughed it off, acting as if it were in a playful manner.

"She never learns, does she?" Marco asked. Jackie was confused of Marco's understanding. "Are you two friends or something?" she asked. Marco was taken aback by this. After years of being friends, Janna NEVER talked about him to Jackie. He felt so belittled by that fact, he didn't even take Jackie's remark seriously.

"You're joking, right?" Marco asked, unbelievable of her previous statement. "No, why?" she retorted in a puzzled manner. "We've been friends for almost 10 years. How come she's never talked about me before?" asked not only to Jackie, but to let himself think of an answer as well. Jackie just gave it a shrug while Marco was still pending on an answer of his own question.

Just then, the bus slowed down before stopping in place and opening the doors. "Guess this is our stop" Marco stated with a weak smile. "Yeah, I guess so" she said, giving a equally weak smile back. They both got up from the seat and walked off the bus. As the bus drove away, Jackie kneeled down to take her skateboard out of her backpack.

Her skateboard was baby blue with a tidal wave design making up almost half the skateboard bottom. It has a shell beside the front pair of orange wheelsand dark blue stripes across the top of the board. She takes out and puts on her magenta helmet with blue sea shells on each side of her head.

"See you around, Diaz!" she exclaimed, running up the stairs and riding off. "See ya…" he said faintly knowing she couldn't hear him. "Way to go, Marco!" Star yelled from behind him, this time unsuccessfully scaring him. "What do you mean?" asked Marco. "Come on, Marco. Don't play stupid with me." She said defensively. "I saw you have a full conversation with Jackie." Marco stopped to realized what to she just said, with a smile slowly peaking from cheek to cheek. "You're right, Star I did it!" Marco exclaimed, just loud enough so he wouldn't bring in unnecessary attention.

"I told you that you two were made for each other!" Star said excitedly. Marco shot Star a puzzled look and said "You never said anything about me and Jackie." He retorted, as a reference to an event earlier this morning. Star, getting the reference, playfully shoves Marco and mutters a "Shut up" while laughing.

"You get what I mean, right? You two go together as well as peanut butter and vanilla sprinkles!" she exclaimed. "Don't you mean peanut butter and jelly?" Marco asked. Star scoffed at Marco's statement. Come on Marco, that's disgusting." She said flatly. Marco chuckled at this. She's been on Earth for so many months yet she still has so much to learn. As he was thinking, he remember the situation from few moments ago.

"Marco?" Star asked. Marco quickly turned to Star. "Does Janna ever talk to you about me?" he asked. "Yeah, why?" she asked confused. Marco sighed and said "When I was talking to Jackie, she told me about how Janna NEVER talks about me."

"Sounds like she lied to you" Star stated. Marco was shocked by her statement, but could see where she thought this. "Yeah, I guess she's right" he thought to himself as he walked up the stairs. "But why would she lie to me? What could she be lying about?" Immediately after finishing his thoughts, he collided with someone.

Papers flew around them and books were scattered across the floor while Marco looked up to see a ponytailed brunette with green eyes looking down on him with a worried expression. "Sabrina?" Marco asked. She panicked in almost an instant, dropping to her knees and began to pickup miscellaneous papers and books.

"Here let me help you with that" Marco said as he kneeled down and picked up a book. "NO!" she screamed, taking Marco off guard. "I'm sorry, I…gotta go!" Sabrina said standing up and running into the building. Marco slowly stood up as Star walked over to him.

"Hey, Star" Marco said without turning to face her. "Yes, Marco?" Star asked in a monotone voice. "I think I've just learned a valuable lesson" Marco stated. "What's that?" Star asked, with genuine wonder. Marco finally turned around to Star. "I need to stop talking to myself" he stated before walking off.

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Ms. Diaz sat on her bed, still thinking about Marco's possible problem. She couldn't just go up to him and ask. He would probably find it embarrassing. She laid back and rubbed her head, trying to think of possible solutions.

After 10 minutes, she jolted up and smiled, finally finding a solution. She walked over to her closet and opened it. After about 5 minutes of searching, she found it and exclaimed an "AH-HAH!" for only herself to hear. It was a large scrapbook with a leather case and hundreds of pictures, each containing visual information and stories about the Diaz family's past.

Ms. Diaz opened up to the first page and saw a card containing a phone number and their first name. She slowly tore off the card from the old tape it was still attached to, trying not to damage it. She read the card aloud:

If you need anything, just give me a call. I'm always here for you!

Cynthia

Is this Cynthia who we think it is? Why is Jackie lying to Marco? Will we ever find out where Sabrina is going? Find out on the next chapter of Star vs. the Forces of Pokèmon!

I do not own Pokèmon of Star vs. the Forces of Evil and I never will. They belong to Game Freak and Disney, respectively. Thanks for reading!