Mistletoe (kidnapped sequel.)

$3.00

"Hey Marco, can I use your debit card? Never mind, it's only got like $3 on it." Tom sat fiddling with Marco's laptop whilst Marco sat stroking the rabbit on Star's bed.

"What?! I had at least $40 on it." Marco replied sounding surprised.

"Yeah it says here you have a $105 dollar tab with the stop and slurp. About 67 Iced drinks i'd say."

Marco face palmed, "I knew it was a bad idea to give Star my pin."

"Haha, stealing from her own foster brother. That's my girl, that was my girl."

"Still not over her are you?"

"I am over her, she's not over me. That's the real problem."

"You're over her?"

"Uh huh."

"But she's not over you?"

"Nope."

"So it doesn't bother you at all that Star and I are dating?"

"You're dating?! You have to break up! I'm not having my angel date someone else! Starco has just made a powerful enemy, I'm forcing you guys apart if you don't break up by the time I leave..." Tom spat. Marco couldn't stop laughing. "WHAT? WHAT IS SO FUNNY ABOUT MY TRUE LOVE ON A PATHWAY TO MARRY SOMEONE WHO ISN'T ME?"

"Star and I aren't really dating but obviously you're 'totally over her.'"

"I am over Star!"

"No you're really not."

"Yes I am."

"You just called her your angel."

"I am 100% over Star and I's break up, in fact I like someone new now."

"Oh really? and who might that be?"

"I'd rather not say."

"Not over it."

"I am over it! But i'm not telling you anything."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Tell me."

"No."

"Why not?"

"They don't like me back."

"How do you know, have you asked them?"

"They hate me. I'm done arguing Marco, if you're that interested then here goes! It's you, Marco Diaz, You...calpyus trees."

"Eucalyptus trees?"

"yep."

"I knew you weren't over Star."

"OKAY FINE IT'S NOT EUCALYPTUS TREES. It's...it's..." Tom sighed. "You know that person with perfect dark hair and brown eyes, and that personality that gives you that warm feeling?"

"You're made of fire."

"I know that! but it's different, its like a weight has been taken off your chest and given to a servant instead. Like you're free to fly after years of being an eagle in a bird cage. but i bet you have no idea who I'm talking about."

"Actually I think I know that person..."

Oooooooooooh, interesting. But has Marco got the right idea in his head? (Hint hint.)