Burnt Roses - a Tomco Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Tom's POV

I lay on my bed and continue to think about the Blood Moon Ball. It's been two days since the incident. It's been two days since that Marco kid stole my dance. And all because I was too picky about the music... But then again, the music for the waltz was necessary and specifically picked. How dare they mix it up with some other boring piece? Anyways, I was supposed to be the one to dance with Star, but he took my place and dance with her. Luckily, I pushed him away at the very end when the magic finishes it's work; the magic that bonds the two souls. But still, that was my dance. I was supposed to bond with Star. And now that is taken away for me. I won't live long enough to see the next Blood Moon Ball. My chance is ruined. I'll never get to be with Star.

I grip the covers of my bed into my fists, trying to control my anger. What a wasted opportunity. I grit my teeth and rise to my feet, ready to punch something, but then exhaustion kicks in and I fall back down. That's not the real problem; Marco stealing my dancing and all. It's the fact that, after that, I lost my feelings for Star. Now I'm just a confusing mess. A hot mess. Ha ha, just kidding. But now, I don't know what to do. I feel like I just lost a mission or failed a test. I don't have anything to do now. Well, I don't have anything to do but lay in bed, snuggle with my bunny, and think about Marco.

I haven't been able to get him out of my mind. It's strange. It's almost as if I missed him. I want to see him again, but each time I think that, I force myself to feel otherwise. It's wrong. He's my enemy. I hate him. I should hate him. I don't know what's going on in my brain. But maybe if I see him one more time, I'll remember how much I hate him and I'll go back to normal. Yeah, that's just what I'll do. I'll disguise myself as a human and go visit him tomorrow morning. I rise back onto my feet and walk to my closet to look for a good human disguise. I grab my black and red flannel, some khaki skinny jeans, a gray beanie to cover my horns, and my black converse sneakers. Tomorrow I'll just have to style my hair differently to cover my third eye. Yeah, this will work! I'm filled with excitement. I'm really going to see Marco tomorrow!

Wait! No! Don't think like that. You hate Marco. He is your enemy...

Oh well. It's not like anyone can hear my thoughts, so I can think what I want to. I'm so happy to see Marco. I don't even know why I am, but I hope I find out soon so I can eliminate the cause. But until then, I'll just wallow in my joy. It's an odd feeling that I haven't felt in a while, but it feels nice. I almost hope it stays. I curl up in my bed and fall asleep with a smile on my face.

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