Stella's POV
I was in some kind of ball with monsters and mewnians intermingling. I looked down to see that I wearing some kind of red ball gown. There was a mirror on the wall, which I went over to. I was blonde with pale skin, and wierd heart shaped markings on my cheeks. Before I could figure out what was going on, a boy took my hand, taking me into a dance. As soon as he took my hand, a red light struck us both. The boy was wearing a sombrero and a skull like face mask, but despite his face being obscured, I felt strangely attracted to him as I looked into his deep brown eyes.
"Star...", it seemed like he softly said
"What?", I asked, still in a daze
"Star, it's me Marco", the boy said, momentarily taking off his mask.
I quickly snapped out of my daze and started,"Marco?!" , but before I could continue I heard a loud ringing noise.
I woke up with a groan, rolling over to turn off the alarm. I didn't know what to make of the dream. The girl in the dream had looked oddly similar to Marco's description of star, but then why did I feel so connected to her. The music, the lights, it had all seemed so real.
I got up and quickly got ready, before going to Marco's house. I was a bit early today, but I hope he doesn't mind.
There was a delicious smell coming from his house. I rung the bell, and Marco appeared, though he was acting a bit awkwardly.
"Everything alright there bestie?", I asked
"Yeah,yeah, it's nothing", he said without looking at me.
That's when I remembered about the kiss yesterday. With my dream last night, I had totally forgotten that I hadn't discussed it with Marco yet. I could still feel his soft lips touch my cheeks, I blushed just thinking about it.
I jumped out of my train of thoughts, not wanting to leave Marco waiting. I gently laid a kiss on Marco's cheek. "There, now we are even", I said, giving him a smile.
"I was just making pancakes, want some?",Marco asked,a smile returning to his face.
"Sure,They smell delicious", I replied. We went into the kitchen and sat down at the table, both of us gobling them down ravenously. This all seemed so familiar, it made my head hurt, but I quickly concealed it from Marco.
After having our fill we quickly cleaned our plates, before sitting down on the couch.
"So Marco,since we have the whole day to ourselves,wanna come out for dinner with me?", I asked him softly.
"Stella,are you asking me out on a date?", Marco replied with his face turning red.
"Yes, if you want it to be", I replied, blushing as well as I realised what I had asked him. "I mean, I get if you don't see me that way, we can be jest friends, and...", I was abruptly cut off when Marco took my hand in his.
"I would love to got out on a date with you", he replied, with a confident tone.
We spent the rest of the day just goofing around the house and having fun. At about 5pm we parted ways, so that we could meet in the evening for our date.
I was so confused by now. I really liked him, but there was also my mission. Well, I could decide it after our date. I dressed up in a white dress to complement my complexion, and applied just a bit of make-up.
At 7, Marco came to pick me up. He was wearing a dark suit, not too different from the one I had seen in my dream. He looked absolutely stunning. We both stood there awkwardly for a bit, trying not to stare at each other too much.
"You look amazing", Marco said, making me blush.
"You don't look bad either", I said with a smile. "Shall we go", I continued, giving him my hand.
We laughed and talked on the way to the Italian restaurant, Little Italy, at which we had a reservation.
After dinner, we went over to the park hand in hand and day down under a tree, the stars shining down upon us. We gazed up at them for a while, not really knowing what to say.
"Hey Marco,...", I began, turning over to him to ask a question. He turned over too, bringing our faces close. I could feel his breath on my face.
As if by instinct, I closed my eyes and leaned in slowly, with him doing the same. It was like a scene from a movie... that is until we bumped noses with each other.
We jumped back, jolting back into reality while blushing madly.
"Did we just almost", Marco began softly
"Yes, yes we did", I continue in an equally soft voice.
"I guess the cat's out of the bag, huh. I like you.", Marco admitted, before looking away, apprehension clear on his face.
I placed a hand on his cheek and gently tilted his face back towards me and said the words I had been longing to say,"Marco, I like you too". I then pulled him into a hug, as we enjoyed each other's warmth under the light of the beautiful stars.