Jackie had dragged Marco to the nurses office. Even the nurse cringed at the the cut on his cheek and the blood gushing out of it. It was so bad that he needed stitches to close the gap he hap in his cheek.

After the nurse did the final stick, she handed him a mirror so he could see it. "I don't wanna see it", he said without even looking at her. The nurse shrugged and put the mirror down. "I'm going to go call your mother, she might want to know about this", she said. Marco was silent. The nurse left the room, but Marco was only alone for a couple of seconds before Jackie Lynn Thomas came in.

She cringed at the scar, "Damn, Jeremy's shoe really did a number on your face.", she said. Marco was again silent. Jackie sat next to him on the hospital bed, "How come you don't wanna talk? You pissed off at Jeremy?", she asked. Marco spoke quietly, "I don't like to talk." His voice was really soft, but Jackie still heard him. Jackie smiled a little, "You don't have to talk then."

"I just wanted to ask you why you kept getting up. If you would've stayed down he probably would've left you alone.", she said. Marco mumbled something under his breath that Jackie couldn't hear.

"Could you say that again?", she asked.

Marco once again talked quietly, but Jackie could hear him this time, "I wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction of seeing me cowering like a…coward."

Jackie smiled and nodded, "I guess I understand that…but I still think your fucking crazy." Marco's expression softened a bit, he didn't smile, but you could tell the difference. "You know I see you around school and your always by yourself. How about you hang out with me and friends at lunch?", she suggested.

Marco shrugged, "Maybe I will, maybe I won't."

Jackie shrugged, "Well if you decide to eat with me and my friends, just look for us ok". She got up and walked out the room. She waved goodbye to him before she closed the door.

Finally alone, Marco felt the stitches on his face with his hand. It felt odd. It was like he had grown alligator skin. It was a weird feeling, but Marco kinda liked it.

The thought that these little black stitches were the only thing that kept blood from pouring from his cheek just game him a cozy feeling, but at the same time, he just wanted them gone.

He went over and grabbed the mirror the nurse had offered him. It was a small line of stiches, probably about five or six. He felt then again, feeling the rough pattern on his face. Even though they felt nice, in his mind at least, it made his face look even uglier. He already wasn't much of a looker but those stiches made his face into a whole other level of ugly.

The cozy feeling the stiches gave him were gone and now all Marco wanted to do, was get them off. So he decided to do something that would get them off a his face.

He looked around and saw a scalpel the nurse had on a tray, he grabbed it and aimed it toward his cheek. He took a deep breath, but before he could do anything, the nurse came back in the office.

"What are you doing ?", the nurse asked alarmed. Marco didn't panic, he just slowly put down the scalpel and mirror. "I'm not doing anything ma'am.", Marco said in his normal monotone voice.

The nurse relaxed a bit, but Marco could sense that she was still cautious. "Well your mother said that you could go home if you want, but your free to stay at school.", she said.

Marco shook his head, "No, it's fine, I can handle a little injury. Besides, I have plans to meet someone for lunch.", he said. The nodded, "Well hurry on back to class then, I'll sign you out."

As Marco excited the room, he muttered, "Dammit, now I'm stuck with this hideous scar."

"Okay then, explain.", Star said crossing her arms.

The King and Queen looked at each other as if they were coming up with a lie.

"Well honey", The King started, "Tom came to us practically begging to see you. Of course we denied which only made him beg even more so…

"Stop. Just stop right there.", Star said cutting her father off. "I know Tom more than one on this earth. I know a lot about his family and their legacy." She paused, as if she was trying to keep her composure.

"Tom's comes from a long line of fighters, warriors, heroes, dictators, hitmen, and even doctors. If theirs anything this parasite wouldn't do, it's beg. He wouldn't want to disappoint his family."

The King was quiet again, knowing he was caught in a lie.

Star turned around and glared at Tom. Tom's confident demeanor was shattered, he flinched at the look Star was giving him. Let's just say that if looks could kill, Tom's skin would have burned off and his soul would've tortured for all eternity.

It didn't help that Star called him a parasite either. They way she said it gave the demon chills.

"If you truly loved me, you would be able to tell me the truth you worthless piece of trash.", Star said, her eyes starting to turn red. She then turned to her parents, "And what's your excuse huh? You think I'm too irresponsible to know the truth!? You think I'm too stupid to understand!?

At this point, her parents realized that Star was about to crack, it was like a ticking time bomb was about to detonate.

"Star, do you really want the truth?", her mother asked.

Star nodded her head slowly, finally starting to calm down a little bit.

"Me and your father, along with Tom's parents and Tom himself, arranged this marriage a long time ago.", the Queen said.

Star completely stopped. It was like her whole body shut down, her heart, her mind, her lungs, everything had stopped. "How long ago?", she asked.

"About a month before you and Tom met.", the Queen answered.

Star fell to her knees. "That was two years ago", she thought, "They planned my wedding two years ago?"

"Star, we love you honey, but you are very irresponsible and reckless, we needed to find someone who would be perfect for you and keep you in line. Someone you would be happy with, someone who would mold you into the princess we need you to be.", the King explained.

"Tom also needed a wife, but for a different reason. As you know, Tom is a demon so he needed a mate before he could become king, so his family made a deal with us, to let you fall in love with Tom and you two would rule Mewni.", The queen finished.

Star's eyes were not red anymore, but they were a cold blue, the normal hearts on her cheeks turned into ice picks.

"So you've basically planned out my whole adult life right? You can't trust me enough to believe that I could choose my own husband? You don't think I could pick a responsible man to help me rule the kingdom? Do you have that little faith in me!?", Star said, her voice getting louder by the minute.

Tom made the bold move of putting her hand on Star's shoulder, "Relax honey, it's what's best for the kingdom. It's not like you could rule the kingdom on your…", he stopped talking as Star grabbed his hand with a death grip.

Tom was in so much pain he crippled on the floor, "L-Let g-go…p-please", he begged.

Star hated hurting people, but this parasite deserved it.

"Star! Let go of him immediately!", her mother demanded, "This is why you couldn't rule on you own!" Her mother immediately covered her mouth realizing that she might have caused the fire in Star to get hotter.

Star let go of Tom's arm and turned to her mother, "What did you just say?"

The Queen stayed quiet, and Star looked at her mother the way she would only look at Tom. She looked at her with a look of complete disdain.

"Is that all you care about? How good of a ruler I'm gonna be? It seems like you care about nothing else but making sure I'm that perfect little angel the rules the thrown with an iron fist. Do you even really care about me and my life? You only focus on what you want!", Star said starting to lose it.

"Star you know that's not true, we love you with all her heart, but you couldn't be queen, you are way too irresponsible, too eccentric, too hyper…"

"And your too controlling! You think that I'm so irresponsible that I'll somehow fuck up and end up destroying the goddamn world! If that's how you feel…than I don't wanna become queen at all", Star said. She didn't mean to say that, but she didn't want to take it back. Being a peasant had to be better than having your life controlled.

The King and Queen were stunned by their daughter's choice of words. They had never seen her act like this.

"If you truly believe that I could rule on my own, you would give me a real wand instead of this pussy ass one!", Star said holding up her 'training' wand,"If you believed in me than you would give me your wand!"

"Star honey, I fo believe that you could be queen. Your my little girl, I know that you can do anything you set your mind to.", the queen said, but Star and the queen herself could tell, she was lying threw her teeth.

"Than let me hold your wand.", Star said.

The room fell silent once again. Star glared at her mother as if she was trying to shot her with laser eyes. Tom slowly once again tried to put his arm around Star, but an evil glare from the princess herself made him back away. The King and Queen looked at each other once again with nervous looks.

"Well?", Star asked, "Are you gonna give it to me?"

Her mother stuttered, "S-Star, let's be rational. I can't give you my wand, whoever has it has complete control over Mewni. You are in no way qualified for that yet. The reason we give you a practice wand is so that you don't set Mewni on fire…, the king covered his wife's mouth, but it was too late.

"You don't get it do you? I want you two to trust me, I want you to respect me, I want you to at least think I can handle being queen on my own, if find a man that will help me rule, but you have so little faith in me that you don't even think I can fall in love with the right guy! You have to fucking put a potion in my goddamn drink to make I fall in love with the guy you chose me to marry!", Star yelled at the top off her lungs.

She calmed down a little, "I'm obviously never going to live up to your standards, so I don't see the point in even trying anymore. Just leave me alone", Star said as she ran out of the room.

"Star honey! Come back!", her father yelled after her.

Star ran into her room and locked the door with the key she had under her carpet. Her father knocked on the door, "Star, please open up sweetie", he said.

"GO AWAY!"

The king backed away from the door and into his wife, she put a hand on his shoulder, "Leave her alone honey, we've really angered her."

She turned to look at Tom, "Tom, tell your father that we have run into some issues with Star, but we'll find some way to bring her around." Tom nodded and left the way he came in.

"Do you think she's ever gonna forgive us for this?", the king asked his wife. "She has to", she answered, "She has no other choice."

When the bell rang for lunch, Marco was the last one to leave the classroom. He didn't want be trampled by the hungry animals who wanted to get their tacos first, even though the cafeteria has never once once ran out food. Once he left the classroom though, the hallway was still full of students hungry for the Mexican delicacies.

"God dammit, I hate taco tuesday, he mumbled under his breath. He hated taco Tuesday for one reason and one reason only, the crowd. On any other day, the hallways were practically empty. Students took their time getting to lunch and stopped to have conversations with friends, but on taco Tuesday, the kids pushed each other out the way and the bigger kids pushed over the weaklings, and if the crazy jocks wasn't enough, the lunch lines were disorganized as hell, people cut in line, jocks throw people out of line, and by the time it was all over, Marco always got his food last.

Once Marco entered the cafeteria, he decided to just stay at the side of the cafeteria until the commotion ended. To the right of him, he saw that Jeremy kid talking with some friends of his. Marco's blood boiled when he saw him. He wanted to hurt him like Jeremy did to him, but he stayed where he was, Jeremy wasn't worth his time.

The commotion soon died down and Marco got his lunch. He was about to take his food outside and alone like always, but then he remembered something, Jackie invited him to eat with her and her friends. Marco sighed a little, he enjoyed eating alone, but on the other hand, he would get to see Jackie Lynn Thomas.

He made his way to Jackie Lynn Thomas' table where he saw her talking to 3 other girls. He was actually getting nervous, the girls at Echo Creek were, for lack of a better word, fucking beautiful. Marco realized that he never actually talked to a girl before today.

But he didn't have a choice, how was he going to fair against 4 girl?

Authors note: Hi. So obviously Marco has some…problems doesn't he. We'll be digging deep into that later in the story. Please review!