( song used for short: Jon Bellion - All Time Low )
Marco was rotting in his room for days. He covered himself in bed sheets and never bothered to move a single inch. The whole household, Star included, took notice of his actions. He tried shaking it off by going to school, but that attempt was short-lived. His parents tried as they could, but he still shut himself out. Star even blew his door off. Crickets.
Completely fed up from his actions, Star stood on what used to be his bedroom door. She examined every aspect on his room. The trash can was full of tissues and tears, while the floor had bits of his door that she blew up not too long ago. She then looked at Marco. He still covered himself from the outside world, filling himself with a dark, empty void in his bed.
"Marco?" Star said to him. "Can I come in?"
His only response was grunting.
"So, would that be a 'Yes, Star, I don't mind,' or would it be a 'Yes, please, I need you right now'?"
He continued to grunt at her.
"I'll take it as a simple yes, then."
Star walked towards his bed and sat on one of the sides. Knowing this, Marco refused to look at her, or anything for that matter.
"Marco," Star said, resting her hand on his shoulder, "you might be trying to hide, but I already know it."
Marco was still grunting.
"Look, I understand how you feel right now. Really, I do."
Finally, Marco replied, "You don't and you can't. No one else can."
"I can, Marco. I know how close you two were. You were her knight in shining armor in her eyes. Heck, I remembered how much you talked about kissing her. You always said you loved the aftertaste."
Marco let out a weak laugh and got his back off the bed. He then turned around and looked at Star's face.
"I do remember saying that," Marco said with a little smile. "But that was the past..."
He looked away from her again. Safe to say the break-up between him and his longtime crush was still haunting him.
"When I was at school for those couple of days," Marco continued, "all of Jackie's girlfriends told me that she didn't want to see me. Janna included, out of all people. Star, it's over for me. I just wanna fall off the face of the earth."
"I get it, Marco," Star answered. "Jackie was the reason you couldn't concentrate. But can't you see that me and your parents have been trying to fix your pride."
"Heh, yeah," he replied, turning back around to face her, "but that thing's broken, isn't it?"
"That is not true. It just has a couple dents in it, that's all."
"Star, I'm a ghost to her. Just like how I was all those years. I know you know this."
"It doesn't matter. She moved on, as will you. After all, everyone else sees you. I see you."
"I suppose..."
"I promise you, everything's gonna be just fine. She may not be the one, but another girl will come into your life and fill that void. Heck, she even might be closer than you think."
Marco smiled at Star. It was all making sense to him. His crush may have not been what it turned out to be, but he was confident enough to just move on and continue living the life he wanted to live. And maybe he'll get lucky and find another girl to spend his love on, but for now, he's gonna fix his pride.
"You're right, Star," Marco told her. "I think I'm ready to move on now."
"Glad to hear that," she responded, "because, sheesh, you were really at a all time low."
"I really think you hang out with Janna too much."
"Maybe, but come on. You smell like the poop of the laser puppies."
