New Year's Eve: Heyo! I decided to post this before I went to celebrate festivities with my friends.

PROJECT K: Oh my gosh. That'll be the next one, I LOVE that prompt!

Guest: Haha I doubt that; they're a really good writer and have a LOT of prompts.

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

GENERAL POV

"So there's this tradition," Marco explained as they walked down the street towards Ferguson's house, breath frosting in the chilly December air. "On New Year's Eve, at midnight, whoever you're with is whoever you're meant to be with for the rest of your life."

Star's eyebrows shot up in surprise and she tucked her hands firmly into her coat pockets. "Seriously? Is this like, proven?"

Mr. Diaz, who was walking behind them a little more slowly with Mrs. Diaz holding his hand, laughed. "No, Star, it's not proven. It's just a little superstition."

Marco grinned over his shoulder at his parents. "Yeah, but you guys were together on New Year's Eve, and look where you are now. Plus, Jackie's gonna be at the party. This is my chance!"

Star smiled and let her eyes drift back to Ferguson's house, lit up with dozens of sparkling lights and music pouring out the windows. The entire Diaz family and Star had been invited to their New Year's party, and frankly she was a little excited for her first Earth New Year. On Mewni, the New Year's always involved some kind of weird sacrifice. One year they had to throw all of their shoes into a fire pit.

"Star, is Oskar going to be there?" Marco interrupted his thoughts.

The girl frowned and burrowed her nose into the warmth of her scarf, shrugging. "I don't know," she admitted.

Ferguson threw open the door as they approached the front steps, a party hat on his head and a party horn dangling from the corner of his mouth. A piece of pizza was clutched in his right hand and a glass of sparkling cider in his left, and he held the door open for them with his foot.

"Hey guys!" he called in delight. "Happy New Year!"

They responded accordingly and followed the pudgy boy inside, depositing their coats in a bedroom and walking with Ferguson into the living room, where adults and children alike were gathered, dancing and laughing and singing along to the music playing throughout the room.

"There she is," Marco hissed, grabbing onto Star's shoulder and directing her gaze to the corner of the room, where Jackie sat laughing at something Janna had just said. "Jackie Lynn Thomas."

Star gave him a smile and shoved him towards them. "Well, then go talk to her dummy."

Marco's face drained of all color but he nodded, straightening his hoodie and sauntering to the other side of the room, leaving Star and Ferguson alone, Mr. and Mrs. Diaz having gone to talk to the other adults.

Ferguson looked sideways at Star and smiled thinly. "Jealous?" he asked with a soft chuckle, handing her a plate of nachos and cheese that he grabbed from a passing "server" (his cousins in disguise).

Star took the plate and chomped down on a nacho, shrugging. "I dunno," she mumbled. "I shouldn't be, but….you know?"

Ferguson glanced over at where Alfonso was talking cheerfully to a couple of girls and snorted. "I feel it."

The princess followed his gaze and rolled her eyes, shoving him lightly and grabbing another cheese covered chip. "Okay, yeah, but you have nothing to worry about; you and Alfonso are already dating."

Ferguson laughed and then, seeing the look on her face, sobered up a bit, tilting his champagne glass in Marco's direction. "Star, for once I'm being serious; talk to him. Tonight. Especially tonight."

He stepped away and Star sighed, finishing up her nachos and then grabbing a glass of sparkling cider, wrinkling her nose at the bubbly taste that hit her tongue before shrugging and moving around the room, greeting people politely as she got closer to Marco.

As she passed a couple of dancing adults, however, Marco started laughing hysterically, presumably at something Jackie had said, and Star felt herself deflate, the hearts on her cheeks dimming. She set her glass down on a table and turned around, walking quickly towards the door and stepping back outside.

She slumped down onto the steps, hugging her knees to her chest and staring down at the ground quietly.

Star knew she shouldn't be jealous. This was her best friend, for goodness sake! But the more he obsessed over Jackie, the more jealous she became. She had been over Oskar for nearly a month, after Ferguson had finally made a move on Alfonso and Star had realized that she wanted what they had; mutual trust and respect for each other.

Not just falling for someone because of how they looked or sounded.

The door opened behind her and Star groaned, thumping her head into her knees. "Go away, Ferguson. I can't do it, okay?"

She spread her hands out to either side of her, tears prickling in her eyes and biting at her cheeks as the wind blew, sending dustings of snow across the yard. "I can't tell him. Not…not when he's this happy."

Ferguson stayed silent and Star sighed, burying her head into her hands and wishing that she had grabbed her coat from the guest room. "Marco just….likes Jackie. There's nothing I can do about it."

Warmth settled over her shoulders and Star glanced up ever so slightly to see her jacket draped around her body. She tugged it closer and swiped at the tears in her eyes.

"You know, Star," said a voice that was definitely not Ferguson's, "you kinda freaked me out when you left like that. I thought that…I dunno, a monster was outside."

Marco settled down next to her, brushing shoulders and clasping his hands in his lap, staring down at the freezing sidewalk as his eyebrows furrowed. "But you don't...you know you can tell me things, right?"

He looked over at her, his eyes filled with a warm kind of concern that made Star look away before he could see her blush. "Yeah," she murmured, shrugging and pulling her coat on properly.

Marco stayed silent for a minute, a hand working across his jaw. "Star if you….if you liked me…why didn't you just say something? To me, not to Ferguson."

Star flinched, ducking her head and letting her hair cover her face to hide the fresh tears that were forming. "You…you like Jackie," she said feebly. "And…I don't want anything to get between us, and so it was easier to just….let you be happy."

Her voice cracked and Marco instantly moved so that he was kneeling in front of her, using his gloved fingers to brush her hair back, his gaze softening as he spotted her wet cheeks. "Star," he mumbled with a shake of his head, reaching a thumb out and swiping it across her skin. "You're not going to ruin anything between us, I promise. Okay?"

Her lower lip quivered and Marco quickly dragged her into a hug, rubbing her back soothingly. "Hey," he whispered. "It's fine. This is fine."

"But it's not," she whimpered, clutching at his back. "It's not, I made everything awkward now, with you actually getting confident enough to talk to Jackie, and I-"

Marco's quiet chuckle made her break off and she pushed him away, eyes flashing. "Are you laughing at me?"

He held up his hands rapidly, shaking his head. "No, of course not. Star, Jackie…she and Janna have been dating for two weeks. They just haven't told anyone."

Star merely blinked at him for a second, not fully comprehending what he was saying. "They…huh?"

He smiled and moved again so that he was sitting on the step below her, his body swiveled so that he could see her. "My response exactly. Look, it's okay to admit things to people," he promised. "No matter how they might view you afterwards. But when it's me?"

Marco reached out and squeezed her hand tightly. "Star, you are literally my best friend, and when you feel like there's something you can't tell me…."

He frowned and furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at the ground. "Well, then I'm not a good enough friend. I'm sorry."

Star shook her head and ran a hand through her hair. "You're a great friend," she protested. "That's why I couldn't tell you. I was so scared that….that I was going to lose you."

From inside the house came cheers and screams and cries of "Happy New Year!" and the two glanced up as fireworks started going off in the sky above them. A wry smile worked its way across Marco's face and he stood, holding out a hand to Star.

"Look at it this way," he said with a grin. "According to tradition, you're stuck with me."

Oh my god that was just….wow. (pssst. Please check out my story Little Magic? On Fictionpress? Under the name TakingOverMidnight? I'd really really appreciate the feedback)

Happy New Year everyone!