I Think Earth Is A Pretty Great Place | SVTFOE

18~ // Blackmail

Tom grinned. "But I haven't even picked up where I left off." He explained. "I don't care, I've had enough happen tonight. I don't need you here, go home." She sternly demanded. "Fiesty." He raised an eyebrow. "I'm serious. What do you want?" Star rolled her eyes. "I want to go to this dance with you." Tom said, his facial expression growing serious. "Tom, the night's almost over." Star wrinkled her eyebrows. "Would you rather Oskar, Jackie, and Marco knowing how you really feel?" He asked slyly. "Tom, this isn't a joke. You know exactly what I'm going through. You out of everyone should know not to be doing this." Star let herself relax, as she spoke. "Exactly. You know what I've been dealing with forever, so it's now or never. Are you going to be my date or are they going to find out?" Tom raised an eyebrow. "Why would you even want me?!" Star asked. "Because, Star. I still love you." He grabbed her hand. "But did you ever take into consideration that I don't love you?" Star backed up, snatching her hand back. "Of course I did. But if you gave me a chance, maybe we could be a thing again!" He pleaded. "Or will them finding out be a thing instead?" he cocked his head. "You can't do that. And besides, you don't even know about anything and how I feel." Star grunted. "That isn't true, princess!" He acted like he was offended, placing his hands over his heart. "Who says it was just you and Marco in this art room?" He smirked. "You're a creep, and honestly if you think that's going to make me want to get back with you, then you're mistaken." She growled, turning around to her canvas. He walked up beside her. "So will the feelings incident make you want to get back with me instead?" He asked, grinning. "Tom, we didn't even say anything to each other involving our feelings like that." Star rolled her eyes, continuing to paint. "You can clearly tell that being tingly and confused is obviously liking each other." Tom flatly explained. "Right, but maybe we meant in a bad way." Star raised an eyebrow as he explained. "Jackie and Oskar don't know that. Well.. Marco doesn't either." Tom chuckled. "Oskar doesn't freaking matter, Tom." Star looked beside her to Tom. "Why's that?" He laughed, crossing his arms. "Because he's just like you. Self-centered, a jerk, and a creep." Star sighed, explaining maliciously, as she looked back to her canvas. She set down her painting utensils. "Thank you, Star." Tom retorted sarcastically, scrunching his face in a hurt feeling. "Gladly." Star commented, turning to the door ready to leave. "Where are you going?" Tom asked, grabbing her arm. "Somewhere where you aren't." Star replied, grabbing back her arm from his grip. She walked out of the art room, him following. "So is it a date or not?" He tilted his head, floating beside her. She rolled her eyes. "Only if you don't do anything dastardly." Star groaned. "It's only for tonight. I really don't care anymore, I just want this night to be over with sooner." She explained, as they headed toward the gym. Deep inside, Star felt an aching of hurt and betrayal. "I can't believe I trusted him. I knew he'd never change. I knew it." She thought, speaking to herself in her mind. As they reached the front of the school again, the sound of the loud chatter and music filled the air once more. "This isn't a good idea." Star mumbled. "What, going to a dance with a demon?" Tom cocked his head, landing on the ground. "No, being in public with you." She responded politely, smiling to him. He frowned. "That's rude. You have one strike." He said in a fake sad voice, as he held up 1 red glowing line in the air above his finger. "A strike? For what?!" Star asked. "For being mean to me." Tom smiled. "I'm guessing three strikes and you tell them.." She assumed, sighing. "Bingo!" He winked, wrapping his arm around Star's shoulder. "If I'm letting you come here with me, you are not touching me whatsoever." Star said, spinning out from under his arm. He frowned. "That sucks, but fair enough." He gave a smile, and walked her inside the gym. "Just at least try to act normal, nobody even knows you here." Star said, following beside him. "Star neither of us are normal." Tom laughed, bringing her to the corner of the gym as she had been at earlier. "Dance?" Tom held out his hand. Star sighed, rolling her eyes. "Whatever." She mumbled, grabbing his hand. A slow song came on, and immediately Star's eyes fixed on the DJ. She glared at him, as he caught sight of her as well. His eyes widened, quickly ducking underneath the booth. "Star, dance." Tom said, smiling to her. She peered in front of her, looking up at Tom. She glared, then gave a sweet smile. He frowned, his expression growing more serious. "if you don't pull your act together you'll get another strike." He warned her. She nodded, not even caring or paying any attention. "Star?" Marco called. She quickly let go of Tom. "Star!" Tom wrinkled his eyebrows in frustration. "Marco go away." Star mouthed, her eyes point to Tom. Marco raised an eyebrow. "Who's this?" He asked out loud. "Marco, GO." Star seemed angry. "Jealous?" Tom cocked his head, smirking. "What is this?" Marco scrunched his face, frowning. "Well I prefer to be considered a who, but hello, nice to meet you Marco Diaz, I'm Tom. Star's boyfriend." He emphasized the title. "Wha- Wait boyfriend?" Marco stammered, his eyes widening. He shifted his sight to Star, who facepalmed. She grabbed Tom by the wrist, making him face her. "We didn't agree to that, Demon child." Star hissed under her breath. "Well you said as a date. Only boyfriends and girlfriends go on dates." Tom smirked slyly. They both turned around and faced Marco again. "My little starlight here probably talks about me all the time." Tom gushed, waving his hands around in the air. "Who did you say you were again?" Marco asked, crossing his arms. "Tom." He winked, leaning closer to Marco's face as he did. Star pulled him back a little. "Boundaries, Butterfly. Remember what you said." Tom reminded her, making her let go. "Wait so this is Tom?" Marco raised a finger at him. "Oh so you do talk about me more than I think!" Tom turned to Star, tilting his head, and giving her a devious grin. "Clearly." Star bared her teeth. "Okay well something tells me that this isn't right here so I'm just gonna take my friend aside and talk to her." Marco reached for Star's hand, only to be cut of by Tom stepping between them. "Whatever you have to tell her, you can tell us both." Tom added, making Marco furrow his eyebrows in annoyance and anger. He backed up, Tom still not moving. Star stepped over aside Tom, making sure she was able to keep an eye on Marco. "She can speak for herself, thanks. I appreciate the loyalty for her though." Marco retorted, crossing his arms again. "Starlight?" Tom turned around. "Quit calling me that." Star quietly muttered to him. "Need I remind you that you only have two left." Tom tapped his watch. "Two what?" Marco peered to Star, raising an eyebrow. "Star if there's something going on feel free to inform me. Kind of like how you informed me about your boyfriend." Marco sarcastically said. Star felt herself grow angry at Tom as he gleamed down to her. "I don't care." She said loudly. "Starlight what are you-" Tom began. "Clearly you can't take a hint. Or any straight up response. I trusted you and I needed you when everyone else wasn't there." Star quickly turned to Tom. "Ok but like what the heck why do you keep getting into fights.." Brittany Wong asked, from over near the speakers. "You need to shut up, Wong-In-The-Wrong." Star glared her way. Brittany scoffed, and walked away. "That's two, StarDarling." Tom hissed at her, smiling. "What's going on?!" Marco asked, confused.
Little did they know this was far from the beginning of their night.