Chapter 17

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-Star's POV-

It's been days since I danced with that guy and I haven't gotten any closer to finding out who he is. The only thing I got was twenty seven mirror calls from Tom. Ugh, he's gotta give it a rest.

"Hey, Blondie. Come close to finding out who that guy is?" Janna sat next to me on the bench, by the lake. I was writing a bit to get my mind off things.

"No." I moaned. "Have you noticed that anytime I even mention the dance Marco kinda just runs away. This is probably the biggest adventure of the summer and he's ditching me." I played with my wand, making creatures and glitter.

"I wonder why. Oh, speaking of Marco, he asked me to tell you that he wanted to hang out with you." Janna told me.

"I guess so. See you later, Janna Banana." I put my notebook and wand in my purse. I walked my way back to the cabin and to Marco's room. If you can't tell, I'm not in the best mood today. Speaking to Marco isn't going to make my mood better. He's not the best help today.

I got to his room and knocked on the door.

"Come in." Marco yelled. I open the door to find a messy and clean room. Marco's spot was neat and organized and the other two bunks were a mess. One of the bunks was covered with dark clothing and pictures of a blond boy and a dark haired boy.

"Hey, Marco." I waved, trying to fake a good mood.

"Hey, Star." He smiled, sitting up on his bed.

"So, what's up?" I asked.

"I wanted to know if you would want to hang out." Marco said in an unsure tone.

"Uh, okay. What are we gonna do?"

"Do you want to go canoeing?" He asked.

"Uh, sure. I need a break from this mystery thing anyway." I smiled.

"Okay. Let me just grab my backpack." He walked over to the closet. "Hey, can you grab my sunscreen out of my bottom drawer?"

"Uh, this one?" I pointed to a drawer.

"Yup." He called back.

I opened it to find the sunscreen. Everything was folded and stacked neatly. I picked up the sunscreen. Mission accomplished! Wait, what's that? In the corner of the drawer, a skull mask was hidden. Wait, who did Marco get that? Unless he's or he knows, oh my gosh. I grabbed the mask and held it behind my back.

"Oh Marcoooo." I said evilly.

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