"She's mine" (Marco x Reader x Tom)

History Class Can Wait

A/N: Nearly 5k reads! I'm impressed people actually wanna read my silly old fanfic. But nonetheless, I'm thrilled to start writing again!

Enjoy the newest chapter!

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Marco just barely managed to process your response before Cloudy began to excellerate away from the school. Cloudy wasn't going fast by any means, but he moved quickly enough to catch a soft breeze that tickled your nose and pushed at your hair. Marco gripped the pink cloud and gazed down below at the buildings and roads that passed underneath you and him.

"Where exactly are we going, (y/n)?" Marco asked, turning his head to shoot a quizzical eye at you. His brown tuffs of hair gently being grazed by the whisps of the gentle wind. His brown eyes reflecting the bright tender sunlight, and his soft brown cheeks emulating and catching your attention. Your hand twitched, wanting to feel the warmth of his face under your delicate hand.

"(Y/n)?" His eyes reflected such a calm and gentle being. You had lost yourself in thought. "Uh-oh" You realize, snapping out of your intensive thoughts "I zoned out!" You shake your head a little, locks of your (h/c) hair being swished out of your face. "Uh-yeah. Sorry, what did you ask?" You say, adjusting your seating position so you are a little closer. You straighten up, wanting to hear his question. Marco tilted his head, slightly confused. "Are you alright? You kinda.. I dunno.. phased out for a second there." He said, shooting a concerning glance at you. "You're sure you're alright?"

You feel your shoulders slump down with guilt for making him worry. "Agh. I better not let myself zone out like that again. I can't worry Marco!". With a confident nod, you smile and extend your arm, giving him a thumbs up. "Yeppers! I am A-Okay!" Your smile emulates positivity, but it lacks your usual emphasis. Marco stays quiet for a few brief seconds, before he nods and smiles back, his smile emulating relief. "Great."

He glances back down over the edge of Cloudy, seeing the buildings change to more tropical style roofing. He clears his throat and glanced back at you. "And I was asking where exactly we were going?" He emphasized his words at the end of his sentence. You furrowed your brows and gave a small grin. "Now that wouldn't make for a good surprise, would it?" You spunkily remarked. He gave you an amused face before gazing back down over the edge. You both stay silent after that, simply enjoying the soft breeze well Marco continued to gaze over the edge of Cloudy.

Your breathing had slowed to a calm and gentle rythme, your eyes gazing up at some large Cotten candy-esqe clouds, until you felt the familiar vibration of your mobile mirror.

Bzzt. Bzzt.

"Oh my gosh!" You internally shrieked, hastily but quietly pulling out your mobile mirror. You quickly flipped it open and pulled up your messages tab.

New message from: Ponyhead

New message from: Tom

Your first thought was to open Tom's message, but you felt your heart sink at your lack of communication with ponyhead recently. You selected Pony's tab and the familiar (f/c) keyboard popped up, along with ponyhead's message above it.

"Hey girl! Ur like totally not dead right? Cuz u haven't msgd me in like 2 days! That's like a MAJOR record of us not talking?!"

"(Y/n) guurl txt me back! ;-;"

you felt your lips push up into a small smile as you read over pony's messages. Clearly she missed you as much as you missed her. You started typing a quick response to update her about your current situation in your new temporary home.

"Hey Pony! I'm not dead, I swear! But I got juicy updates. First off, I'm in school! I know, stupid name right? And second, I'm totally rooming with a cute boyy! I'll send pics of him later. Talk soon girl!"