Chapter One: Beginning

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Marco

'Come in', a deep and distorted voice exclaims from inside the dark wooden door.

I walk in and continue to the school seat placed in front of the office desk. The back of a large office chair is facing me, so I wait for it to turn around. My heard circles the room, eyeing every object. Mainly books on shelves-although there were a few odd things, like the jar filled with only eyeballs.

"Do you know why you're here?", the voice in the chair speaks up-finally.

I clear my throat and pull down the bottom of my hoodie, sitting up in my seat, "No, I'm actually confused as to why I was invited here"

"Dude the invitation, you got it?"

I pull out the black envelope and hold it up despite his back facing me. I explained where I found it-literally in my cereal box.

He lets out a chuckle. Turning around, I see a familiar face sitting right in front of me. He has a voice changing box held to his chin.

"Wait... Tom? Are you serious?"

"Hello Marco!", he exclaims happily.

I let out a bit of a laugh, I enjoyed coming here. A bit of mystery makes me interested. The invitation hadn't stated who it was from or where it came from so I was eager to find out who sent it to me. Although I guess if it wasn't Tom here, that'd be a different story.

"So why am I here?", I ask nicely.

"You're here to let out all of your feelings. Tell me Marco", he leans forward with his elbows on the desk, "are you happy being here? On Mewni?"

I bite my lip. Why is he asking me that? I'm still confused as to why I'm here or what this is. I'm hesitant to answer but I still say something.

"Well yeah, Mewni's great"

"You don't have to pretend you enjoy it here", Tom leans back, returning his back to the seat.

I shake my head. I don't really know how to answer the question truthfully. I'm unsure of how I feel, I love everyone but I'm getting so homesick. I guess I should reveal this to Tom. He's right here ready to listen, maybe it'll make me feel more comfortable here.

"I don't know how I feel. I don't know if I really like it here or why I came here. I don't know anything at all", the words just blurted out of my mouth, I didn't even care if I wasn't making sense.

"Don't you think after the battle with Meteora you should probably take a break from here and go home?"

I sigh, "Gosh that battle messed me up real bad"

"Did the-?", Tom doesn't say it but I instantly know what he's talking about.

"I don't know how to feel about that happening. It's okay, can I come back again tomorrow? Your therapy thing is kind of fun", I chuckle.

"Y-yeah", he seems disappointed but I make a successful-yet awkward-escape.

Slowly turning the handle, I think to myself. Tom cares so much for me, we've made so much progression in our friendship. Maybe I judged him wrongly when first meeting him.

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