Chapter 4: Ultimate Commitment Pt. 2

Marco's POV

It was quite the surprise to see him at my door step, but it was even more surprising to see him in workout clothing. Sure he's "somewhat built", but I didn't think to see him in as attire like this. "Can I come in?" he asks. My parents are gone on a date and left me with the house, so I let him in. He sits down and looks at me with a worried look. "Marco…have you ACTUALLY wrestled before?" My heart sinks in as I realize my plans for recognition are bound to fail because of my lack of wrestling knowledge and athletic ability. I'm notorious in my school for being the worst person in the gym no matter what sport or activity I'm participating in, the only thing I'm actually known for.

I lower my head and say "No" in a sad tone. "Good" he replies. Before I have the ability to ask why, he puts his hand on my shoulder. "Because I can teach you!" I then remember about Friday morning and how much I wanted Jackie to notice me and think of me as a somebody. He might be the only chance I have. "How?" I ask legitimately.

"Come with me" he responds as he walks out the door, signaling me to come along. He travels around the block and stops at a house that has a drown roof and brown paintjob. He walks up to the door and unlocks it. I follow him inside. The house has several pictures of him and what I assume to be his parents or guardians, a couch positioned in front of a TV, and a huge kitchen\dining room.

"Wow" I say in amazement. "You haven't seen it all yet" he replies as he opens a door in his hallway that contains a set of stairs. I follow him downstairs and see a huge matt laying on the floor with a night stand and a mini fridge in the corners of the room. Beside the wall to the stairs is a workout set with a bench-press, dumbbells, and sport equipment. "Welcome to my practice room!" he exclaims with pride.

While this was truly amazing how he has his own training room, I was wondering where his parents are. " So where are your parents?" I ask with hesitation. "They're not here" he responded without hesitation. "They don't get back until 10 p.m. because of their work schedules." He steps on the huge mat. "Lets get started!"

Regular POV

As soon as Marco stepped on the mat, he was flipped onto his stomach and his left arm was extended and had pressure applied to it. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! STOP IT!" he yelled. Nick released his arm, sat up, and slightly chuckled to himself.

"What's so funny?" Marco asked hastily. "You really don't know ANYTHING about wrestling, do you?" Nick said with a sincere tone. Marco looked upset at the fact he embarrassed himself by telling his "opponent" to stop. Marco, again, looked down and said "No." Nick stood up and explained to Marco that what he did was called a "Fujiwara Arm Bar", a basic submission used commonly in wrestling. He then showed him how to preform other basic submissions like the chinlock, camel clutch, shoulder claw, and Nelson hold. "So when do I get to use that?" Marco said as he pointed to the workout area. "That's for when you know everything abut wrestling that you need for next year." Nick said with a smile. For the next 5-6 hours they practiced with other submissions, pinning, grappling and reversals.

When they were done, Nick walked to Marco's house with him, and why they were walking Nick noticed Marco had gone into a deep thinking. The kind of deep thinking where you forget about your surroundings.

"Whatcha thinking about, Marco?" Nick asked out of pure curiosity. Marco snapped back into reality and answered "nothing." "Marco, I'm your friend. You can tell me anything that isn't too personal." He replied back, now even more curious than before. "Well…Star always gets recognition for what she does but I barely get any. I know it's because she's a magical princess and all, but I never get thanked for anything I do!" He exclaims with what seems like anger behind it.

Nick, taken back by this statement, tries to calm him down by talking. "There's no reason to get upset! Im grateful that I have a friend like you!" Nick says with false excitement but true thought. Then Marco remembered he left a certain magical princess, with little knowledge of human technology, all alone at his house for 6 hours.

(Thanks to Qruis for suggesting spaces between my paragraphs and constructive criticism is recommended. I don't own Star vs. the Forces of Evil or its characters and never will.)