A/N: I actually posted this ages ago on Ao3, but forgot to send it over here too. Working on the next chapter. Hopefully I can get that out soon.
A/N: 5/1/19: Added a scene to the end of this chapter to help the flow of the story along.
"Marco, stop" She couldn't have possibly sounded less serious. There was a fit of out of control giggles as Jackie was assaulted by barrage of kisses from her boyfriend.
This was new. This wasn't usual Marco behavior. This the same boy who would second guess himself when holding her hand. She didn't mind his usual antics, but it was nice it have him shower her with affection. It was a shame she had to end it. Her palm guided him gently away, "For real, we got to get to class."
"Ya for real. You guys are going to make me gag." Janna took the first opportunity to remind the two where they were. At school, their usual meeting place right in front of Marco's open locker. In front of the teenage population who would feel really awkward if the two got any more passionate where they could all bear witness. "Which is impressive since I once mummified a cat."
The boy rolled his eyes before stepping towards the filipina. She winked at him. "What Diaz, going to give me a smooch too?"
She didn't fight it as he place his hands on her mid section. It almost looked for a second that be was going to fulfill her prompt, but soon she felt pressure on her armpits. Her legs felt weightless. He lifted her up, took two steps forward and dropped her into his locker.
"See ya Jackie." Marco didn't even acknowledge Janna as he slammed the door shut. He strutted to class feeling more confident than ever.
"You know that this is a cliche." There was a metallic tint in Janna's voice as the soundwaves echoed through the locker.
Jackie stepped towards the makeshift prison. She tried to eye her friend through the slits in the door. "Hey Jan, do you need some help with that?"
"No way. He made a mistake, I'm trapped in here with all his stuff." The skateboarder could hear rustling from inside of the container. Janna's threat was probably not empty and by the time Marco returned it would be a surprise if anything he held in his locker was intacted. Jackie wondered that if Janna destroyed his lunch that maybe she and her boyfriend could sneak of site for some lunch. Maybe the two could even share text books for the classes they had together.
Jackie wasn't going to take sides between her boyfriend and friend, but she was sure going to benefit from it.
She was joking when she thought this but after a few bells had rang and it was the afternoon, Thomas has received her wish. It was in the form of a locker wide open with Janna comfortably sitting in it. Her back against the back of the tin with her legs out in the hall, where they nearly tripped some unobservant students. In fact it did cause one particular cheerleader fall flat on her chin to the joy of the school's normally sadist janitorial staff.
Diaz when he saw the state of personal space had one question. It wasn't how she had broken out or even why she was still hanging around. Both of those were expected. What he questioned was "Where did the door go?"
Ordonia didn't just open the locker nor was it busted though. The door was completely removed from the hinges. It wasn't even off to the side. It was nowhere in sight.
Janna shrugged as if it wasn't her doing at all. It would look more convincing if she had muster of the will to look at least a bit worried at the disappearance or at least take her hand out of the paper bag on her lap.
She rummaged through the bag, allowing the paper to cringle. It wasn't a large bag but it took her awhile to find what she was looking for. It was like she was using the crackling as a sort of taunt. She eventually pulled out a sandwich, cut into two halves diagonally. She unwrapped it.
"Woah, what happened here?"
"I just have to get-" Marco paused. His eyes grew wide and his mouth gaped. His vision like a spotlight shined on his nemesis, "my lunch."
His hands swiped but met only with air. He swung for the sandwich in her hand but she was a step ahead and yanked it away from Marco. He had to attack again. This time he grabbed the rim of the gaping locker to stabilize him as he fought for what was rightfully his. Janna had to lift her thighs off the ground and plant her feet firmly in his stomach to keep the distance between herself and her assailant.
"Hey back off." Is what she said but considering her mouth was filled with mushed up peanut butter and jelly it sounded more like "kafka," or "pack up" or some other string of syllables that might vaguely rhyme.
He still understood her perfectly. "'Back off'? You back off. That's my sandwich."
That of course only caused Janna to eat faster. While before she was eating leisurely, after the reveal she wolfed the lunch down. She didn't shallow between bites instead choosing to fit the entire mush in her cheeks like a pet hamster.
"Marco" Jackie pulled on his sleeve and than his shoulder, "It's all right. I was kind of expecting this to begin with.
"You were?" Marco relaxed for a moment giving his rival the necessary time to truly devour his lunch. She pulled out a juice box, also his, in order to help the nutrition slide down her throat.
Jackie nodded "Ya, figured that maybe the two of us could maybe go out for lunch. Have a little field trip."
Marco stood to face his girlfriend just in time for her to lean towards him, "Y'know just the two of us."
"Or-" There wasn't a gap between the two but Star still found a way to slip in. Her eyes met Jackie's despite the fact that she her words was obviously directed towards Marco, "I could always just cast something up. There's no reason to go through so much trouble."
Star held her hand straight up, pink sparks flickered emphasizing her point. A tiny amount of pink fog started to gather around the artifact like clouds would gather during a storm.
Jackie looked at the princess and she didn't frown, but she definitely didn't have a smile either. Star stared back and an sudden feeling of awkwardness began to grow between the two.
"Actually Star. If it's alright with you. I think I'll have lunch with Jackie." The bubble of anxiety was popped as Marco gasped his best friend's shoulder and gently guided her to his side.
"Ya, that's alright with me." Star laughed. She peered through one corner of her eyes before looking straight at Marco, "Why wouldn't it be?"
"Come on Marco." Jackie reached around the princess, who stared at Thomas's arm as if it was a threat like a snake or strange tentacle. Jackie gave her boyfriend's hoodie a tiny pinch which drew him towards her. He sidestepped around Star. Jackie did a little twirl, not too different than what you would see in the beginning of a ballroom waltz, to hook his arm around her shoulder.
The two walked away, step for step. Marco was too focus on his lunch date to turn back to his two friends, but Jackie did flutter her fingers back to signal goodbye. She gave one look back and while Janna seemed more concerned with emptying the juicebox than with their departure, she was almost sure she saw Star balling her fist.
"Wait. Jackie you've been in Echo Creek for how long?" Marco suddenly stopped on the sidewalk. He, for a moment had to check his hearing. His girlfriend didn't actually say what he thought she did, did she?
The blonde with blue stripe tilted her head to the side, "Marco we were in Pre K together."
"My mind is telling me that, but my heart can't handle the fact that you could live here for so long and never been to Emilio's." Marco pointed at his scalp before dragging it over his left breast. He suddenly straightened his back. He had made a resolution. "We're going now."
"Can't wait for 'the experience" She rolled her eyes but any effect that might've had was undercutted by a playful giggle.
Marco didn't let the joke slide. He played up narrowing his eyes, "Did I detect a bit of sass?"
"Sass? Moi?" She gasped, trying hard to to grin.
He tried his best to act like she had blasphemed, "I think I did. You're lucky you're cute."
"Cute huh? Just cute or...?" Jackie waggled her eyebrows.
"Well. I. Um." Marco quickly swallowed his words.
Jackie gave him a tap with her hip. It didn't move him, instead it was like her side melted into his. What did move him was when she giggled. It nearly caused him to trip on his own feet and he had to grabbed onto her to steady himself. He didn't know if she realized his intention but either way she made the most of it. He had grabbed her shoulder behind her back. She clasped his fingers and lifted them. At first he thought that maybe she wanted her personal space but than she guided his hand down, onto her hip. She didn't want distance between them.
He squeezed her towards him. It wasn't hard for him to realize that he didn't want there to be any space neither.
"Just between you and me. I'm not sure if I'm still allowed at Emilio's." Marco brought up.
"Why not? Did Star like demolished storefront or something?" Jackie said knowing that was well with in the field of possibility.
"No, there was this whole thing where I pointed out he only out down ninety-nine slices of pepperoni instead of one hundred and than some kid on a bike came right out of nowhere and made some weird speech about pizza that cause me and Pony to become friends and-" Marco paused, "-Actually that might've been a fever dream. That was a bit too weird even for me. Emilio!"
There was a bell when Marco shoved the door open. Marco shouted with a familiarity that she rarely if ever heard him speak with. He lifted his arms, always waving them in the air. What he got in with return was a rage filled shout. "Marco, how dare you."
"Emilio?" Marco eyes grew wide. His arms dropped a bit.
There was a tense moment. The boy stared at who Jackie assumed was Emilio. A heavy set man who's shirt didn't hide away his chest hair. The owner glared straight back at the teen. It was almost like the two was in the middle of a duel. Each waiting for the other to make the first move.
"How dare you." Emilio spoke, and Marco flinched. The chef smiled, "How dare you step into this store and not introduce me right away to your friend. Who are you my dear?"
Any awkwardness in the air disappeared. At least between Jackie and Emilio, Marco was still sweating a little bit, "Oh well. This is- She is my- I'm really happy she's here to meet you. She's."
"Jackie. Jackie Lynn Thomas and I'm the girlfriend of this master of the english language." She point her boyfriend in the side with her elbow.
"The famous?" Emilo mouth made a large O shape. "And since when has this been a thing?"
"There was a school dance a month back. It just sort of happened." Marco explained, scratching the back of his neck.
"Boy, it's like a slap in the face. After all this time and now you decide to show up? Why I have half the mind to knock you from corner to corner of this shop." The large men gave the air a few whacks with both the front and back of his right hand.
"Now that's scary. Every minute you're not behind that counter is a minute you're not making pizza." Marco laughed.
Emilio relaxed, "Speaking of which. It's a pretty slow day and it's just so happens I got a fresh pie right in the oven. Don't want nothing to go to waste, you and the misses here might as well have it, on the house."
"Misses, well we're not. I mean we're together but that seems a little bit too quick-" They were together, ya, but 'misses', that that was way in the future if at all.
Thomas pulled on his arm, "Come on Marco. Thanks Emilio. I can already smell it. Perfection." She led him to a table, hoping to get him seated before he got too embarrassed.
Emilio laughed. His gaze followed the couple to their seat. "We have a flatterer over here. You better watch out Marco. She keeps that attitude and I might try to introduce her to some of my nephews and nieces who just so happen to be single."
"I will fight." Diaz gave the pizza chef a warning before taking his seat.
Emilio surrendered with his arms before turning around and taking a peek into his oven, "Just keep the karate hands away. I have an unspoken rule against lethal weapons in the pizzeria."
"Well he definitely doesn't seem mad." Jackie smiled. She couldn't imagine a man more jolly.
"Ya what a relief. I'm not sure I could stand normal pizza. I've been spoiled."
"Your folks must've taken you here all the time."
Marco laughed, "For good reason."
"You and the owner seem pretty close."
"Ya, I don't know. I think I might've just gotten along more with adults than people my own age." He thought about it for a moment but just shrugged.
"You were always the guy to go to if you needed to convince a teacher something. Janna never gave me truer advice." She seemed to remember a few moments from long ago. Maybe of one if the few opportunities she had to interact with him throughout the years. "But that wasn't always true. I mean you had your annual exchange student. You always had someone to hang with."
"Ya. Well." He looked down at his lap.
Jackie frowned, "Marco? Are you okay?"
"Sometimes I wonder how they're doing." Marco eyes went idle, taking peeks across the pizzeria. "Like Gustav, you remember Gustav, he came down to visit near the beginning of the year and that made me wonder. I haven't heard from anyone else in a long time."
Jackie started to understand, "Oh Marco. You missed them, don't you?"
That sounded correct to him. He nodded. "Ya a bit. It's always fun to hear about new and exciting places, but sometimes it nice to take a second to think about the old stuff and sometimes I wonder that maybe they've forgotten me."
"Marco. I can't see anyone forgetting you." Jackie brushed her thumb against his bangs, gently caressing his forehead. "Remember back in fifth grade when Ron moved away?"
That was a name Marco hadn't heard since the sixth grade. "Hope's Ron?"
Briefly there was a image flash of a quiet brown hair girl that Jackie was friends with. She had, for a lack of better words dated a boy around their age couple years back. Ron, was nice if generic. Hope had liked him though. Marco wasn't close to her as Jackie was nor did he pay attention to gossip but even he knew that she was devastated when he suddenly moved away one year. Jackie explained, "There was all that crying and hugging when we learned he was skipping to the other side of the country. We all have good memories and I still consider him a friend but the moment he was gone the gang had to move on. Hope on the other hand was numb for like the rest of the year, but eventually even she got over it."
"Just happens huh?" Marco guessed at his girlfriend's point.
Jackie nodded. She flashed him a tiny smile. "If you want, afterschool we could look them up. Or get ol'Starfan to stalk them online. That girl is scary good at finding people." Jackie grin grew. Her eyes sparkled, "Just don't get too friendly. I might get a bit jealous, some of those girls had major crushes on you."
"Stop." Marco laughed it off. He swayed his hand in the air as if be was physically dismissing the notion.
Jackie lips parted. Marco looked so innocent as if he couldn't see the truth in her joke. "Oh god, don't tell me you didn't know."
"Jackie, I think I would know if someone had a crush on me." He rolled his eyes, but there wasn't a hint of irritation on his face. If anything he saw it as Jackie trying to make him feel confident.
"Are you for real? You didn't realize any of them had crushes on you? Lacy, Aika, Lotte? I didn't have anything to do with this but I feel so bad for them."
"They didn't give me any crush vibes." Marco looked at the corner of his eyes. He went through a mental checklist. "It's not like they held my hand, left me love letters, kissed me on the cheek or-" he swallowed despite the fact that his mouth was dry "-blatantly flirted with me."
"We're on the same page now?" Jackie cringed. It was almost as if she could feel the boy's pain.
"Ya we are. Oh man I'm dense." His elbows perched onto the tabletop. His head dropped to his palms.
Jackie felt a tiny bit bad laughing, "Ya, but you're cute so I'm letting it pass."
"Only cute?" Marco lifted his head and smiled flirtatiousally.
His girlfriend scratched her chin. She feigned being in deep thought. She peeked at an invisible object through the corner of her eyes. "I have a few words I'm saving for when we're alone."
"Well Jackie, I don't want to shift blame but it might have everything to so with you." Marco dragged out his words. "You have any idea how long I was crushing on you?"
"Well" Jackie pointed at her neck.
Marco hissed. That was a memory he rather not have brought up. "Ya, of course you do. Thing is, half the time I was hanging with any of them, I was talking about you."
The blonde blinked, "Oh crud"
Thomas stared at her boyfriend who could only look back at first. Eventually a minute had passed and her eyes hadn't moved away from him. The gaze started to become hot, like the sun and like the sun, he found that he couldn't look at it for long. He began to sweat when suddenly, much to his relief, the skateboarder moved. It wasn't much just a tiny nod. Well it wasn't much of a nod, more like a bobbying of the head that so happened to have been vertical. Marco could finally relax and let out a deep breath. That is until his girlfriend reached over the table and whipped her palm against his arm.
"Ow, Jackie. I'm pretty sure beating me up is Janna's job." It hadn't actually hurt, but it definitely wasn't something he had been expecting.
Jackie dropped back into her behind. She massage her forehead with both hands, unintentionally mimicking an old timey psychic "Sorry, but you deserve it this one time. Now I feel worst, dude. Like we definitely gonna find those girls online now just so I can apologize." A tray slid in front of her. A golden crust caught her eye alone with platinum cheese. "Right after pizza."
She gave the owner a smile and he shot one right back at her, before he scrolled behind his counter to attend to the phone that just began to ring. Jackie torn a slice onto a left behind paper plate.
"So how often do you talk about me with Emilio?" She started dumping oregano onto the pizza.
"What? I don't talk about- I mean I think I mentioned you once or twice, why do you think?" Someone had to think out their sentences before they started them.
"'The famous.'" Any argument he could've made died.
"I didn't just talk about my crush with my friends. It was probably the worst kept secret in all of Echo Creek." Marco rubbed the back of his neck.
"It's alright. Though still don't know what I did that made me like you so much."
"I don't really know."
"Ow." Jackie paused, raising an eyebrow.
"I didn't mean it like that." Marco sputtered.
Her face broke into a soft grin. "Kidding."
"Honestly, looking back it was probably pretty shallow. You were pretty and I just sort of ran with that. Ended up obsessing over you instead of pulling your hair and getting smacked for it, like a normal kid would." Marco cracked a joke.
"We could've been making friendships bracelets in kindergarten and telling everyone we were girlfriend and boyfriend. We would've been so happy until we got into a fight cause we both wanted to draw with the last purple crayon. It's those tough situations which would've driven us apart." Jackie tried to say that wistfully, but she looked too amused at the idea for Marco to believe she was truely melancholic about the missed opportunity.
"I would like to believe that Tiny Marco would've let you use the purple." Marco defended his younger self. He couldn't keep his face straight and instead shared a laugh with his girlfriend. He let out a puff of air to calm himself. "I think maybe I thought you were cool or brave. Vague traits that didn't really mean anything. Like I knew you hung around with practically everyone and you seem to just do whatever whenever you wanted."
"Easy to do when you have Janna fueling your most destructive impulses." Jackie said, letting garlic powder rush onto her slice.
"But that's not it. I mean, you are cool, but that's not why I like you." It would be a bit too easy to name a bunch of traits and it just wouldn't fit the moment. "Honestly the exact reason is hard to put to words, but I don't think I like you because of the reasons I thought I would, if any of that makes sense. It just fits."
"No I think that makes perfect sense." Jackie put down the condiments.
"If I really had to say anything..." Marco shook his head.
Thoma's ears perked. "What?"
"I feel really sappy thinking about it."
"Hey, the whole point in dating is to be really sappy. Come on, you can tell me." Jackie took a bite.
"When I try to imagine what I would've done, if you never asked me out, if I never had a little man thing grow on my neck, if we never got trapped in a giant torture box; just a hypothetical Marco never getting to know you. I just get all ack inside." He bit his lip. Marco wonder if maybe he could've dug deeper for a better word, but couldn't really think of any that better fit. "Just ack. I like where we are. The thought that I could've just went along, never confessing everything, never getting the chance to be with you here. That's scary."
"Marco." It came out a bit mumbled. At least part of that was because she was mid bite when he finished his sentence, but there was more to it then that. Jackie shifted in her seat like she wanted to stand but she only made it a couple inches before she decide against it. Her butt plumped against the flat surface of her chair. She covered her mouth. "I want to kiss you right now, but I just bit into a spoonful of garlic."
Jackie gestured with her slice. It was obvious that she had abused the garlic powder.
"I think I might have a work around." The boy's eyes sparkled for a second, "Read my thoughts."
"Oh that's my thing." Jackie gasped. She wanted to fake being offended at the copyright, but was far too excited. She held the edge of the table as she leaned forward, as if distance was the a deciding factor in telepathy. "Wait, let me try."
"Concentrate. Close your eyes."
"Alright." She wasn't sure if it would help, but she'd take any suggestion at that point. Suddenly she heard a slight scratching as a chair slid against the floor before feeling lips on her forehead. She giggled and opened her eyes. Marco stood next to her, slightly hunched over. "That's okay? Not too cliche, right?"
Jackie shook her head, "No, I liked it."
"Good, cause I kind of what to do it more." He blushed.
"After I fill my stomach." Jackie smiled, before bringing her hand up to check her breath. "And maybe we can grab a couple of mints on the way back."
Marco coughed. The fact that he made a conscious effort to turn ninety degrees to his right nearly cause him to choke, "I think I have your mint."
She had only just toss the tiny candy onto her tongue. The minute they walked out the convenience store, Marco had pulled her to the side of the store. After about what must've been fifthteen minutes, they were still there. The boy let his tongue hang slightly. The mint stuck to the center of it. He reached to grab it. His hand was stopped as Jackie grasped his wrist. "I'll be getting it back soon enough."
She pulled him back to her. The first kiss was right on her lips, the second was on the corner, than they got progressively further. She unintentionally pressed against him when she felt a sensation on her neck.
"That trickles." She chuckled. "What is with you today?"
Marco stopped. He had a look on his face like he only was just coming into realization about what he was doing, "Sorry I just-"
"Hold on. I wasn't saying it was a bad thing." Jackie said before backtracking a bit. "Though I gotta admit I probably would've hated it if you were all touchy feely when we started dating. Now I'm really into it. I'm just surprise. Sometimes it feels like you're almost afraid of touching me."
"Ya, I kind of was. Actually I think I was afraid of dating you." The kid let out a imitation of a laugh. He looked away. "I'm just kind of amazed that I haven't screwed this up yet."
Jackie reached over and cupped his cheek. She gently turned his glance back to her. "Oh stop it Marco. You kind of made a big deal about getting to know me. I'm not letting you off the hook easily."
"That sounds great." Marco swelled his cheeks, fighting to replace the small frown he did have with a equally tiny smile.
"So tell me, where's the bold moves coming from?"
Marco looked down before he swallowed his anxiety and looked his girlfriend in the eye. "This was just something I wanted to do for the longest. Thinking about it. Maybe, hypothetically, there's a Marco out there who did pull your hair in pre k, who wasn't afraid of talking to you." He was tempted to avert his eyes but steeled himself. "I want to be that Marco. I think that's the best version of me. A Marco Diaz who isn't afraid to show you how much he cares about you."
"I always thought you were." Jackie smiled. "The best."
"Sorry, just if you tell anyone I said that, just make sure it's not Janna." He suddenly felt heat in his cheeks. He rubbed his palm into face like that would make the blushing disappear. "Too embarrassing."
Jackie immediately understood, "It looks like she's helping you out. At least sorting some stuff out, noggin wise."
"Ya, though. Guess she's good for some things." Marco looked like he had difficulties saying that. "I think admitting that left a bad taste in mouth."
"You're a pretty good influence on her too, trust me." Jackie softened his words. She was clearly imagining something that eluded Marco.
"Hey Jackie, are you really okay with what's going on between Janna and me?" Marco wondered.
Jackie laughed off any worries that he could've been having. "I particularly led the conspiracy that led you two into hooking up."
"You did?" He had imagined that the plot was more the doing of Janna mostly.
"Ya Marco, who did you think plan everything, Star?" Jackie obviously found the idea laughable.
"Why?"
"Because you're good for eachother, like how we're good for eachother." She thought that over again, "Well it's not good in the same exact way, but still it's good."
"I know, but this isn't exactly normal."
"Normal? Marco, for better or worse things haven't been normal around here since Star showed up. I've gotten used to it." Jackie stated, but eventually relented. "But you're right there are things that I still need to talk out."
"Oh." Marco prepared himself mentally. M
"Not between you and me. Between me and Janna." She elaborated.
The guy tilted his head. "About what?"
"This and that?" Jackie said as if even she wasn't one hundred percent sure what the conversation would entail.
"Private?" Marco filled in the implication.
"For now." A finger tapped the boy's nose. "Just know that this isn't just for you. It's for Jan too."
"Ya. I got to do my part in making Janna slightly less awful." He said as if it was a great burden, but he still looked excited. Marco stepped back from Jackie.
"Plus I still think it's hilarious." Jackie snickered, "Hate snog, hate snog, hate snog."
Marco groaned, "Why is everyone around me so chaotic?"
"Don't act like an innocent bystander. You knew what you were getting into." She pulled on his sleeve. "Hey Marco, read my mind."
"Okay, I guess I deserve payback for earlier." He rolled his eyes but smiled.
"Think, think, think." Jackie urged him.
"You-" He hesitated, "Want your mint back?"
"Close enough" She smirked, but looked away from him.
He notice that was not a confirmation. "What is it then?"
I love you.
"I'll tell you eventually or maybe you'll actually read my mind." It wouldn't matter. He'd get the message either way. Jackie pulled on his arm, leading him away from the store. "Come on, we gave Janna and Star plenty of time by themselves."
"I hope Stars not too mad that I left her alone with Janna." Marco idly pondered as they started the stroll back to class.
"Relax. I'm sure they forgot we were even gone."
"I'm getting back at Janna for dissembling my locker by the way." Marco stated casually.
Jackie inquired, "Really, how?"
"Like she's the only one who can crack a lock."
A mist of paint blew against a thin sheet of metal. It moved in a spiral motion from one end and cut off just as it reach the other. The spray can was shakened and this was repeated several times, different colors, different motions until there was a roughly painted out name, "Janna."
The holder of the name rubbed the back of her sleeve against her forehead. There was a drip of sweat that she hadn't even noticed until that moment, "Done."
She looked down at the locker door repurposed and decorated by an assortment of stars and stripes of all colors.
She smiled at her companion who smiled for a different reason. Star, sitting on her knees on the other side of the locker door reached both of her hands across. Her palms cupped both sides of Janna's head on her temples.
Ordonia stiffened at first but relaxed, allowing her forehead to melt into the other girl's hold. There was a laugh.
"You got paint all over yourself." Star gently parted Janna's bangs to get a better look at the green smear that she had accidently spread on her.
"What you gonna do about it?" Janna looked away, her cheeks red from all the hard work painting, "You're the one who wanted to pretty up this thing."
"I didn't say I didn't like it. Looks like war paint." Star pulled out another can from a bag Janna had laying about. Giving it a shake, she allowed a big cloud of black paint to land on her hand. Closing her eyes, she wiped a mark onto her face.
Star grinned, "Like it?"
"Ya" Janna smirked back, "Wicked."
"Come on, come on. Let's give this thing a try." Star bounced on her knees. Her smile shined through the black mark.
"Alright alright" Janna smiled. She turned to her side to admire the view from the top of a large hill. She motioned to the locker door, "Give this thing a dry."
Star nodded. Pulling out her wand she allowed a warm aura to bath the door. It glowed and light orange which slowly faded and dispersed. "And done."
Janna slide her palm across, checking for any smudge. There was none, "Nice."
She mounted the door, butt flat with her knees close to her chest.
She almost descended prematurely. Janna had to slam her hands down on both sides of the door to keep steady as a sudden weight appeared on her back. Arms wrapped around her stomach and a pair of legs laid next to her own.
"Come on, come on." Star cheered softly into Janna's ear. Her head rested on Janna's shoulder. Her chin seemed to kiss the other girl's neck.
"Got it." Janna smiled. She had to fight her instrict to dive right away. She instead slowly tested the weight to make sure the two of them didn't fly off. "Hold on."
Star's hold became tighter but in no way uncomfortable.
They dove. It was a great straight shot down and it was boring.
At least Janna believed that she thought it was boring. She didn't even notice the ride. All she felt was Star deepening her hold and her giving a long drawn out cheer that must've been magic cause it made Janna warm. Then suddenly the ride had been over with Janna having no memory of it.
She wouldn't have even known that they were on the bottom if Star hadn't exclaimed, "Let's go again," while lightly shaking her.
"Um" Janna said. She unconsciously reached up, allowing the tip of her fingers to meet the one of her shoulder, "Sure, definitely."
Marco opened his mouth. He was surprised to see them so far off school grounds especially since the lunch break was soon to be over. He had to scold them. A light blow to his side stopped him.
Jackie reeled back her elbow and seeing that she got his attention she brought a single finger to her lips, shushing him.
"Come on" She hugged his arm, "We need to get to class."
"But Janna and-"
"I think they be happier getting detention then they would be getting to class on time." Jackie smiled, "Let's not spook them, they don't realized we're here."
Marco gave the two girls one last look before shoulder and accompany his girlfriend back to class.
"I told you they forgot about us."