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Okay so I found this prompt on tumblr about one person finding another person's tumblr. I promise I'll get to requests, I just am having a brain fart about how to do them. This could be considered a continuation of Chapter 8 if you want it to be. Idk what this shit it.

Ninjablue245: That's another name for it, but where I'm from we call it bubble tea haha.

Finnjr63: YES. I don't know what I would have her try. Darned writers block.

AnimationNut: AHHHHHH thank you that means so much to me that you enjoy it!

I don't own Star vs. the Forces of Evil.

GENERAL POV

"You sure you got it now?" Marco asked in exasperation.

Star stared at the computer thoughtfully, chewing on her wand as her eyes narrowed. "I think so…what's this clicky thing called again?" she asked, pointing to the mouse.

Marco groaned and Star gently pushed his shoulder. "Kidding silly. I got it. I'll let you know if I need any more help. Thank you."

Marco saluted and left the room, leaving Star staring at the laptop. "All right, computer, it's just you and me," she muttered, cracking her knuckles. "Let's see what you can do."

An hour later Star was glued to the monitor, blowing air out of her nose every now and then as she scrolled through a bunch of cat pictures on the internet. She clicked on one in particular and searched for where it had come from- the link, Marco had told her- so that she could see it in a bigger size.

"What's Tumblr?" Star wondered, clicking on the link and chewing on her wand handle as the page loaded.

Of course, since she was using Marco's laptop, his Tumblr was already logged in and it took her straight to his page rather than to the cat picture she had been hoping for.

"…Marco has a Tumblr?" Star asked herself, a small grin growing on her face. "Okay, let's see what a 'Tumblr' is."

She began scrolling slowly, reading all of the posts, sometimes laughing and sometimes frowning when she would read a post about that thing Marco had told her about, racism. He had a lot of funny pictures on his page, and she soon managed to figure out that if there weren't any little arrows in the top of the post, it meant that Marco had written the post and not someone else.

Most of his posts he mentioned beating someone at karate, or how much homework he had. But the fourth or fifth time Star found a personal post, she could only stare at it, frozen in her seat and reading it over and over again.

I don't know guys, I know I shouldn't feel this way about a girl living in my own house, but she's just…so awesome. I love everything about her, how she smiles and how she laughs and how she can be so fierce but so gentle. Gosh I shouldn't like her so much, especially because she'll have to go home at some point (she's an exchange student) but I really care about her. I dunno. I'll probably delete this later.

It was a relatively recent post, the date on the bottom said it was last week, and all Star could do was sit with her hands over his mouth and stare at the words.

Marco liked her. He LIKED her. Star wasn't quite sure what to do with the new information.

Sure she liked him back, but she didn't want to ruin their friendship if they didn't work out. So what was she supposed to do?

Star swallowed and exited out of the browser, shutting the laptop and sitting back in her seat for a long moment before standing up and taking the computer down the hall to Marco's room. She hesitated for a second before twisting the knob and poking her head into the room.

Marco was concentrating hard on a punching bag, sweat dripping down his forehead and his breath coming in short pants. Star bit her lip and cleared her throat, making the boy look up from his workout

His face brightened into a smile and Star's heart fluttered in her chest at the sight of him. She swallowed the sensation and handed over the laptop. "Here you go, Marco. Thanks for letting me borrow it."

Marco tilted his head as he took the computer from her. "No prob. Find anything interesting?"

Star paused, scanning him closely, her heart pounding in her ears. She couldn't. She couldn't possibly ruin their friendship. Not with Marco. He was her rock, and if she lost him because they didn't work out….

"I found a lot of cat pictures!" she answered, plastering a smile on her face.

Marco laughed, making Star's throat go dry. "That doesn't surprise me. How about I clean up and we head down for dinner?"

She smiled for real that time. "Sounds good to me."

He nodded and disappeared into the bathroom and as the shower started running, Star ran her hands up and down her arms, staring at the floor.

"Sounds good to me…."

Not sure what that ending was, but I thought this would be cute. I promise I'll get to those requests!

Reviews are always appreciated!