Okay, so there's a reason I keep updating these so late and it's because I want to work on my next story while posting this one and … well, you know me, I have trouble getting motivated and all. So I will try and update this and write my next one as fast as possible. Now how about we get to the reviews?

Heavybond56: Ah, I was worried that no one would be able to.

Guest Sorta: I think it will rip their souls into more than just half, it's already ripped one soul into more than just two pieces.

TheRealCartoonManiac: I will try to update faster.

JJmmmmmlol: *Holds out bucket* Woah, there, cry into this bucket please, I need your tears to survive.

RobLebron: I don't think things are going to get better any time soon.

Captin jar: Well … no spoilers.

Dysfunctional-Cry: Yeah, these two are going through some hard times.

ArtGirlLullaby: LULLABY! It's great to see you! Also, yeah, I remember you telling us that story before I posted this story but it was already written so … I'm sorry if it brings up old memories, if it's any consolation, I chose it because … well that's a little bit of a spoiler actually. And don't worry, it won't be resolved any time soon, and between you and me, Star won't be happy she did what she did.

Silver Magic King: Why thank you my friend.

Disclaimer: Star vs. the Forces of Evil characters belong to Daron Nefcy.

Beta read by Sabrina06

(Star's POV)

I wasted no time in putting everything back the way I found it, hoping that Marco wouldn't notice that I've been searching his room before I darted back into my room. "Okay, okay, this … this isn't as bad as it look." I said trying to keep myself from getting frantic. "It does explain a lot, Marco was upset that I was lying to him, not that he wasn't invited, that's a relief."

I began pacing back and forth in an attempt to calm myself. "Now, how to fix this? I can't simply take him on an adventure and make this up to him … I could say that I thought he needed an invitation and since he never said he had one-" I paused as I remembered something important. "I told him that I knew he was never sent an invitation … so that won't work."

I sat down hoping that it would help me think. "I was wrong about knowing that he got invitations, I mean I make mistakes like this all the time, it's believable so … I … my best friend." I fell backwards onto my bed and looked at the ceiling. "He's my best friend … making a mistake for this long would make him think I don't care about him anymore … especially if I'm looking for boyfriend, if only temporary."

I shot up with a smile. "That's it, I could just tell him I was looking for a boyfriend, he will understand and … and … he will …" I fell back onto my bed with a frown. "That will hurt my chances to be with him when the time comes." I covered my eyes with my forearm. "Especially since I've been keeping this from him for so long." I uncovered my eyes and went back to staring at the ceiling.

"I have to find an explanation as to why I'm bringing this up, I can't tell him I was looking through his stuff." I rolled over and buried my face in my pillow. "I may have caused irreversible damage to our friendship, and all because I couldn't tell him that I was in love with him." I rolled back over, took a deep breath and jumped to my feet with the biggest smile I could muster. "No, this isn't like me, I'm Star Butterfly; I can find a way to fix this, I just need to find it."

At that moment, my stomach growled and it finally hit me that I had skipped breakfast. "But first, lunch."

(Marco's POV)

As I walked home, a feeling of emptiness began to overtake me. "You know that this is useless." I told myself. "She doesn't love you, she loves the Charro."

"But the Charro isn't a real person." I replied. "He's just a part of me."

"Unless you let him become you." I stopped dead in my tracks as I continued explaining. "You can change, you've already played the part so well, why not become the part?"

"He's just a mask, just a fake."

"Is he?" I asked. "We all wear masks, but you must ask yourself, what is the real mask, the one that hides your face, or the one that is your face?"

I thought about it for a time before I started walking again. "I know who I am, and I'm not the Charro."

I looked down and sighed. "Not yet."

I eventually got home and made my way inside only to be greeted by the sight of Star sitting in the living room eating what appeared to be a sandwich. She didn't notice me at first, but as soon as I shut the door she snapped to attention. "Marco!" She exclaimed. "You … You're home."

"So what?" I asked. "Don't pretend to care or anything."

"Well that's not very nice." She replied looking a little sad. "You're my best friend, of course I care about you."

"From what I heard there's a new man in your life." I said as I walked to the staircase. "Jackie showed me the post."

She shot up and leered at me. "You know, just because he's my boyfriend doesn't mean he's more important to me than my best friend."

"So you say." I said as I began making my way upstairs.

I was halfway up the stairs when Star called after me. "Marco!" She began. "Look, there are very few people as important to me as you … And I can probably count them on one hand … what I'm trying to say is, whatever you might think, you will always matter to me."

Her words made me feel a little better but I knew the truth; she didn't want me as a friend anymore but didn't have it in her to say it to my face. "So you keep saying." I walked up stairs and into my room, making sure to close the door behind me.

"Why doesn't she let me go?" I asked as I sat at my desk. "Not that I'm complaining, but still." I opened my drawer where I kept my invitations but as I reached to the back, I noticed something off, I had kept a little piece of paper in the back between the fake bottom and the back of the drawer, mostly unnoticeable if you didn't know it was already there, but it was missing. "Well that's not right." I lifted the bottom and noticed that it was lying on top of the invitations. "Someone's been in this drawer." I said before picking up the piece of paper. "It was there this morning … and Janna would have blackmailed me by now if it was here … my dad already knows … that leaves … Star." I paused as it hit me. "Star's been through my room … Star's been through my drawer!"

I got up to march back downstairs to confront her but something stopped me. 'This means a lot more than you realize.' My mind told me. 'She said that you matter, that you are one of the most important people to her, that you matter to her more than her boyfriend after she found these!' I sat back down and began to let it sink in more. 'Don't you see Marco? She knows that she did something wrong and she's trying to make it right. She just doesn't know how and she needs your help.' I got up and waked over to my bed before throwing myself on it. 'Forgive her Marco, let her know how much she means to you: you can still keep your friendship with her!"

"No!" I replied. "You know this isn't true Marco, she wants to get rid of you and this should only prove it more." I rolled onto my side and grasped my head. "She completely disregarded your privacy, what kind of friend does that? She only wanted to see if she was right about your invitation."

'That's not true!' My mind hollered.

"Enough." I choked out as I managed to regain control of my mind and voice. "What's happening to me?"

Well that was a short chapter, I hope that you all enjoyed it but now I have writing to do and a night shift to prepare for, see you all later.

Enjoy your day and please leave your tears in the collection bucket.