Hey guys. I hope you all had a fantastic Thanksgiving:). I had a great dinner with my family and had a great time, but I'm very excited for the Christmas season. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.
-Responses to Reviews-
The Real Travioly: Thank you! Hang on, soldier! We're sending back-up to fight the cuteness!
totallyobsessedwithSVTFOE: Honestly, I thought the stars on Star's cheeks changed into different things depending on her emotions. I thought this because Star's hearts changed into rotating hourglasses when she got bored in an episode. It probably was just a one-time joke. I'm not sure, though. Thanks for liking the chapter:).
starswand251: Thank you! That's great! I can't wait to read it:).
deadshoot12345: Oh my gosh! What am I going to do? I can hear the police coming my way! I need to leave the country! You'll never take me alive, coppers!
xboxrica: I can't tell you that, unfortunately:). Thanks!
Minifalcon: It did, indeed. Don't worry, Jackie is going to start playing a bigger role in future chapters:).
Now let's get started!
Rain fell down on the beach house, causing loud thuds to be heard on the roof. The windows were soaked and were impossible to see through. The beach, once sunny and bright, was now dark and wet.
Sabrina sat on the black leather couch in the living room, playing with her auburn hair out of boredom. Star walked up and sat next to her. Sabrina noticed Marco's hoodie being worn by Star, which caused her to sit up in alarm.
"Hey! Is that Marco's...," Sabrina began to say, pointing at Star's surprising new piece of attire. Star nodded, blushing and smiling.
Sabrina smiled, as well. "So... do you now see what I mean?"
Star looked at her, tilting her head in confusion. "See what?"
Sabrina face-palmed. "Star... Marco likes you!"
This statement caused Star to immediately blush. "W... what? He doesn't like me!"
Sabrina smiled at how blind Star was. "Come on, Star. Why else would he give you his hoodie?"
Star looked down at the hoodie. "He just didn't want me to be cold, that's all!"
Sabrina continued, "Why else is he always a nervous wreck every time when he talks to you?"
"He's not a nervous wreck!" Star replied hastily, the hearts on her cheeks glowing brighter with each passing second.
"Why else would he call you ADORABLE?" Sabrina said, starting to grow frustrated with Star's denial.
"L-look, he... he doesn't like me!" Star exclaimed, also growing frustrated.
"Yes, he does!"
"No, he doesn't!"
"YES, HE DOES!"
"NO, HE DOESN'T!"
"WHY WOULDN'T HE?!"
"BECAUSE I'M NOT NORMAL!"
Sabrina looked shockingly at Star, looking down in shame after her confession. "I... I'm not normal. I'm a princess from another dimension. He's a normal kid... why would he want to have a weird girl like me as his girlfriend?"
"Star... doesn't Marco fight monsters and dimension-hop with you? I think he's thrown any strand of normal in his life away when he first met you!" Sabrina said.
Star shook her head. "No, you don't understand. He only sees me as his weird best friend. The one he will always hang out with and be friends with. He'll never see me as girlfriend material. I took your advice with the outfit, but... it didn't work."
Sabrina raised her hands up, shocked at Star's obliviousness. "Y... You didn't see Marco drooling over you?"
Star shook her head and pointed her thumb behind her. "No. All I saw was Marco drooling over Jackie."
Sabrina looked at where Star was pointing. She saw Marco and Jackie standing and talking. Marco told a joke, which caused Jackie to laugh and playfully push him away. She was blushing, giving Marco her full undivided attention.
Sabrina looked back at Star. "Actually, it looks like it's the other way around."
Star continued to look down, depressed. "They both like each other. I'm really, really happy for them. I-I'll help in any way I can."
Star then ran upstairs, tears welling up in her eyes. Sabrina watched her run, not believing that Star thought she was not good enough to be Marco's girlfriend.
As thoughts ran through Sabrina's head, Ferguson and Alfonso walked up and sat next to her on the couch. Ferguson was eating popcorn that Mrs. Diaz made for him.
"Hey, Sabrina!" Ferguson greeted as he was crunching on handfuls of popcorn.
"Hey, guys," Sabrina said, not matching his enthusiasm. The two boys looked at her in concern.
"What's wrong?" Alfonso asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," Sabrina replied, still deep in thought. "It's just that Star really likes Marco and she doesn't think he'd ever like her back."
After hearing this, Ferguson began to choke on his popcorn out of surprise. He coughed spastically and Alfonso gave him the heimlich maneuver. After taking some deep breathes, him and Alfonso looked at Sabrina in shock.
"WHAT?!" they both said in unison. Sabrina's eyes widened.
"Oops," she said. The two boys looked back at Marco, who was still talking to Jackie. They then looked back at Sabrina, their minds racing.
"W... wait, so... Star likes... Marco?" Ferguson asked, concentrating really hard, trying to solve the puzzle that is the drama he was just thrown into.
"Uh... yeah," Sabrina replied, mad at herself for accidentally spilling Star's secret.
"Star? Our Star?" Alfonso asked.
"What other magical princesses named Star do you know?" Sabrina asked sarcastically. Alfonso just looked away, dumbfounded.
"I had no idea. On my gosh, we need to tell him!" Ferguson yelled, getting up to run towards Marco. Much to his surprise, Ferguson was tackled by Sabrina.
"No! You can't tell him!" Sabrina whispered angrily. She held down Ferguson, who was surprised by her strength.
"Why?" Ferguson asked, gently pulling Sabrina off his friend.
"Because I promised to keep it a secret," she replied. She then rolled her eyes. "Also... Jackie also likes him."
They both, once again, looked at her in shock. "When did Marco get so popular with the ladies?!" Ferguson yelled, frustrated that he didn't have the same luck.
"I don't know, but... we need to find a way to get them together," Sabrina said. When she turned away, Ferguson and Alfonso looked at each other, smiling slyfully. Little did Sabrina know, they already had a plan.
To be continued...
