Author's Note:

Okay, I never really said what Luna looked like. Basically, she has long, pink hair. Her basic outfit is a pink dress with beige socks and boots (her image is on the cover of the story). Also, the reason that Marshal calls Luna by her real name (Adelaide) is because Luna is her nickname, but he has a different nickname for her later in the story.

Chapter 4

Secret

Marshal's P.O.V.

I opened my eyes for a second and I saw that Adelaide's eyes were closed. A few moments later, we pulled apart. The first thing that she said was not what I expected - or part of the Marshal charm.

"What about Cheri?" she asked me.

"Wait, what?"

"Cheri! Marshal, we just kissed, but you're dating her. You can't date both of us," she calmly told me.

I couldn't help but lightly chuckle. If Cheri and Adelaide's places had been reversed, Cheri would have forced me to dump Adelaide so she could date me instead.

"Well…" I pondered, "I guess for now we just can't be together. I have feelings for you, but… we can't be together right now." I sadly decided.

"I completely get it, Marshal. You don't need to feel bad." She told me with a reassuring smile to cheer me up.

"Well, I don't know about you, but I'm tired," Adelaide yawned and laid on my couch.

"Oh, you don't have to sleep on my couch. We can share my bed." I blurted out. I didn't mean to say that; I really didn't. Sharing a bed with Adelaide for a night… I thought about whether I'd die or not.

Luna's P.O.V.

I yawned and plopped down on Marshal's couch, but then he said something that made me blush and my eyes to widen in shock.

"Oh, you don't have to sleep on my couch. We can share my bed." He told me. My eyes shot open and my mouth dropped.

"Did I just hear you right?" I asked him, my eyes still wide.

"Well, I think so," he answered casually. "So, do you want to? I definitely won't force you to if you don't want to."

"Well, I guess we can share it," I quietly responded. I mean, why would I rather sleep on a couch than a bed? It's just common sense.

"Okay then. Just follow me!" Marshal told me as he walked down a long hallway. But something was bugging me.

"Why are you doing this for me, Marshal? And what if Cheri finds out about this? What will happen then? I don't want her to hate me…" I trailed off. I really did want Cheri to like me. I just think that we got off on the wrong foot.

"Cheri won't find out; she goes to sleep early and wakes up late. And I'm doing this for you, because… well…" He started scratching the back of his neck.

"Well?" I jokingly said.

I was met with silence. Marshal shuffled his feet uncomfortably, and I wiped the silly grin off of my face.

"Okay, seriously, why?" I asked him.

"Well… I, um…" he started. "I… kind of like you… um, just a little…" he softly mumbled.

My cheeks went red. Not just regular pink blushing, but completely red, which was strange because my cheeks never went red.

"Y-you… like… me?" I stammered. Wow, smooth, you just stuttered. Get a grip and just act natural! I internally screamed at myself.

"Well, you know… just a little… maybe…" he responded. I giggled at how he was acting shy. The Marshal I first met was never shy.

"So, um, my bed's in here," Marshal told me. "You can have it."

"No, you deserve to have it too," I said to him. I couldn't believe I just said that, but it was true.

His eyes went wide now. But a few moments later, he said, "Okay, I guess. But I'm still going to be up for a little while."

So I curled up in a ball and spent my first night at Starship Valley sleeping in Marshal's bed.

Marshal's P.O.V.

Adelaide had gone to sleep about an hour ago. When she slept, the moonlight shone perfectly on her face, and she seemed to glow. She was beautiful.

I yawned and got in the bed, but I tried as best I could not to disturb her sleep. I kissed her head and said, "Good night, Adelaide," before I drifted off to sleep.