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Marco standing all alone, falls to her knees and begins to cry. From behind she hears Jackie call out, "Hey Marco."

Marco panics but there isn't anyway to escape. "Wait... Marco... are you okay?"

"Err ehmmm..." Marco shoots up, wipes her eyes and turns around smiling. "Well, Jackie I.." She sighs, and let her face drop. "No, I can't even lie." Tears are quickly building back up in her eyes. "I just need to go." Marco breaks down in the moment.

Jackie hugs her. She is worried, but she doesn't know what is going on at all. "What... Did something happen?"

"Yes." Marco pulls away from her crush. "I just need to go." She wipes her eyes again and holds back her tears.

"Are you sure, I mean I can stay. We don't have to talk, even."

"No, I just want to go hom..." Marco can't finish. She just starts crying again. Jackie gives her a hug. They stand there a bit. Marco seems a little calmer.

"There is a bench over there, do you want to sit down?"

"Okay."

The two sit down and Jackie drapes her arm around Marco. Marco is hunched over; she stopped crying, but she isn't recovered. Jackie sits there staring straight ahead.

"I think I am okay now." She straightens up, as she says this. Jackie lets her arm down.

"So do you want to go home now?" Jackie is still staring straight ahead, giving Marco some privacy.

"Not really."

"Oh okay. Should I stay?"

"You.. you don't have to."

"Can I?"

"You know, I would like that." Marco sits next to Jackie silently for a while. "Thank you."

"Of course. I like you Marco." Jackie takes Marco's hand next to her and she turns to look at her. "Do you want to talk. It can be about anything: clouds, movies, bluegrass music, whatever."

"Jackie..." Marco turns to look her crush in the eyes. "I am... I'm transgender."

"Oh, okay." Jackie smiles at her. "That is cool. Do you use she/her pronouns or like they/them/their."

"Oh, uhmm," Marco did not expect this, at all. She smiles back. "I mean I am a girl. She/her I guess."

"Cool, that is really cool Marco. I'm glad you could tell me."

Marco breaths calmly, and looks back to the horizon. "Well I didn't know if I could."

"Oh... Was that... Is this related?" Jackie keeps looking at her crush's silhouette.

"I told Star. I really thought everything would be great. I mean my parents took it well, but I guess she didn't understand."

"And she made you cry?" There is a bit of an edge to Jackie's voice.

"Well she just walked off. I mean it hurts, a lot, but I don't know what was happening for her?"

"Still that is not how a friend should act. You care a lot for her, and she just left? I am not okay with that."

Marco turns back to Jackie, looking concerned. "No, I don't want you to hate her. I... I just needed to get it off my chest."

"Well I'm glad I showed up." Jackie smiles at Marco. "You are my favorite girl," and then Jackie kisses Marco.

"This doesn't bother you?"

"Why would it bother me, I am bisexual. Plus I like you for who you are, that doesn't have to do with whether you are a guy, a girl, or not either, or if it depends on the day."

"Hahaha. I am so happy right now. Wait. Is that last one a real thing?"

Jackie laughs back. "Yeah, it is called gender fluid."

"I guess I was kinda focused when I was researching what transgender meant." Marco laughs at herself, then realizes something. "Wait. Jackie, why do you know all of this."

"Oh, my skate camp was an LGBTQIA+ skate camp. It was awesome. And I met trans girls like you, and trans people nothing like you."

"I am so happy we started dating."

"Me too. But not because you are trans. Because you are cool. Do you want to go home now?"

"You know what, I do. Want to watch a movie together?"

"Sounds cool." The two head off from the bench holding hands.

Cut to the Diaz's living room. Jackie is alone, laying on the couch flipping through DVDs.

Off screen Marco calls: "Okay, I am back" She walks down the stairs wearing a red dress (same red as her hoodie, she likes that color) with a simple floral print.

Jackie wolf whistles and Marco blushes. "Yeah there's... My girl." Jackie claps as Marco comes down. Marco crosses the room and sits right by Jackie, blushing the whole time.

"Thank you very much."

"Uhmm, kinda funny to ask my girlfriend, but what is your name?"

"Your... Oh well yeah that is kind of a funny story. I actually never picked a new name, but my parents asked me the same question. So... I asked them to pick. After a little while my dad told me it was Margo. So, uhmm, the least creative name switch possible."

Jackie laughs at the story with Margo. "I guess you should have picked your own name."

"It's already grown on me pretty quickly." Margo is smiling at her girlfriend. "Well did you find something."

"Well it was hard between the kung fu movies and the rom coms. But I found this one." Jackie is holding up "The Thing".

"Oh yeah, the horror movies are my dad's. I haven't actually seen it. Horror movies are not really my thing."

"Oh man. It is so good, and if you are scared I'm here, with my arms," Jackie holds out her arms. Margo seems enticed by the offer.

"I guess with you it doesn't seem so bad." Margo gets up to put the movie in and when she gets back to the sofa she find she can't sit next to Jackie anymore, her left leg is now spread on the couch, though her right leg was still on the ground. Margo, smiling sits between her girlfriend's legs. Margo is very happy.

Before they can start the movie, Mr. Diaz walks down the stairs. "Hola, how are you two... He suddenly realizes his daughter is wearing a dress. "Oh... Ayyy."

"Dad it is fine."

"I guess I see that. Okay." Raphael looks up to the ceiling, He then bellows out, obviously to his wife, "Margo is with Jackie, no sign of Star."

Margo looks a little concerned. "Oh she didn't come home yet."

"Well, you know. Scissors and such. But no she wasn't down stairs."

Jackie speaks up before anything more can progress. "Oh yeah just us girls hanging, no sign of Star yet."

Raphael looks down, then up, "Guess not. Haven't checked her room yet, though."

"That is fine we are all having our own fun tonight."

Cut to Star in her room in the dark, lying on her bed with her legs hanging off, and her feet on the ground. Her face shows she is not having fun tonight.