Title:
Good at being bad part 2
Ship:
Tomco💖
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Friday, 1:30 pm
It was almost a week after the dare and things were looking pretty okay. Since the past week Tom was starting to grow fond of the brunette. They would often meet at math class, which made Tom realize that math wasn't half as bad when he was with Marco. And Marco...? Well he was beginning to like Tom? He wasn't so sure.
It was friday as Marco passed by the hallways, text books in hand. You know, the usual. Except this time he was talking to a certain Badboy.
"So, do you think Jackie Lynn Thomas likes Justin? Or is it just me?" Marco asked the latter, his brown eyes in contact with Tom's. "I think it's just you?" Tom's answer sounded more like a question. "Well, if anything else I think she likes Oskar Greason." Tom continued. "What? Oskar Greason as in Star's boyfriend?" Marco asked, his voice laced with shock. Tom just nodded his head in response.
Before Marco could say anything else Tom cut Marco's words, "Hey Diaz. Do you have any plans this Saturday?" Marco looked at the red head questionably. "No...? Why?" Marco raised his right eyebrow, waiting for a response. "Well... I was wondering if you would want to hang out with me in the ice cream parlor down the Golden lane?" Tom asked the boy, debating if he did the right thing. Tom felt weird honestly, his stomach felt funny as well as his heart.
"Are you asking me on a bro date?" Marco looked shocked at the very least. "Yeah." Tom said, a newfound confidence showing. Marco just shrugged and gave Tom a simple "sure."
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Saturday, 7:00 pm
Marco has been pacing back and forth in his room, he didn't know what to do, say or even wear to this date he was going to. It seemed as if he was chill on the day Tom asked him to dinner. "Great! I'll see you eight o'clock tomorrow!" Was what Tom said. But in reality, he was freaking out. It was already seven and Marco hadn't a single clue on what he should wear.
"Red hoodie? White t-shirt? Black t-shirt? Classy pants? Jea-" His thoughts were cut by a loud knocking on his bedroom door. He almost panicked, thinking that it would be Tom. He opened the door only to see the Head cheerleader herself; Star Butterfly, with all her pride and glory.
"Oh my gosh!" Star exclaimed, shock evident in her voice. "Why aren't you wearing anything decent?" Star continued on, pushing Marco inside his room. Star gasped at the sight in front of her. "You were about to wear your red hoodie on your first date?!" Star gave Marco a look that was full of shock. "What the hell Diaz?!" She added walking to the boy's closet
"Okay, first of all. How'd you go inside my house?" Marco asked Star, too tired and too confused to even stop the girl from what she was doing. Star stopped what she was doing for a moment, "Uh, through the door...?" Star said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Fair enough." Marco muttered.
"By the way, Why did you bother helping me?" Marco asked the blonde, curious as heck. Star just chuckled. "Because helping hot guys is my forte?" Star jokingly said. "Nah, I was joking... I dunno why honestly, it was a gut feeling I guess?" Star placed a hand on her chin, a mannerism of hers whenever she's in thought. "Oh, okay... And uh, Thank you." Marco awkwardly said, scratching the back of his neck.
"No problem Diaz, as long as you mention me on your wedding day." Star beamed at the now blushing boy.
"Oh! Nice, I like this one!" Star exclaimed as she pulled out a red short-sleeved button up. "I think its perfect!" Star giggled. "Marco just looked at the parcel of clothing in awe, it looked simple yet perfectly fit for him. The button up basically screamed 'Marco Diaz'. Marco then grinned at Star and nodded his head. This made Star squeal and shove the button up to Marco. "It's already 7:30, you should hurry up. Oh! And wear these." Star handed him a pair of black converse and some slacks. "Good luck on your date Diaz! I gotta go, cheer practice doesn't organize itself... Bye!" And with that Star rushed to the door and sprinted out.
"Weird." Marco thought to himself as he wore whatever Star handed him. He then grabbed a comb and a some hair gel. He carefully styled his hair, making sure nothing is out of place. He looked at himself in the mirror and with a couple spritz of perfume, he was done.
Marco grabbed his wallet and phone while walking out of his bedroom door. He was about to text Tom when- *Knock* *knock.* Marco grabbed the door handle and opened the door only to see (Surprise, Surprise!) Thomas Lucitor.
The clock had stopped ticking and everything else seemed to matter less. "Hey, Marco." The way Tom said his name was Breathless, which lead to the red in Marco's cheeks.
To be continued
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Why am I so cruel?! This turned to a threeshot really quickly eh?
Yes, yes, I'm sorry. I will try to update soon tho!
Btw have you guys seen the latest episode?! No spoilers for those who haven't seen it yet. But Go Starco or no Starco? I'm sad for Tom tho, since I do ship Tomstar. What do you think about the new episode? Comment down bellow about your reaction to the new episode!
Lovelots💖
This is Reishu, signing out!
