Flipped Star

Star Comes to Earth CH.4

"And this is Echo Creek academy's pride and joy," Marco proclaimed mockingly." The Possum Statue."

Star applauded the concept of sarcasm alien to her at that moment. "Oh, how exciting. I imagine the statue has great significance for the academy?"

"Maybe... don't really care."

"However, Mr Marco is the statue supposed to be covered in these drawings?" Star wondered pointing at the red scribbles all around the statue. Some of them almost looked like people.

"O, that's my work" Marco explained a proud smile curling on the edge of his mouth.

"Mr Marco-"

"Stop calling me Mr It makes me sound old," the boy cut of Star.

"Aaa... Marco is this allowed on earth? As you see, back home defacement of statues is quite a serious crime."

"Who cares about the stupid rules. Now it at least looks cool"

"But rules are created for a reason. If citizens do not follow the rules it will inevitably lead to chaos," The girl explained hand to the chest voice filled with worried conviction. "And nobody wants chaos. Right?"

Rolling his eyes Marco turned away from the princess. "Whatever, chaos would be more fun anyway" the boy murmured walking off.

"Wait, Mr... I mean Marco is the tour over?"

"Now it is." He half hardly waved goodbye to the blond confused girl.

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In a well of neighbourhood of Echo Creek stud a house. By the standards of the street, it wasn't that exceptional. Not small, but definitely not big. A dark red roof atop simple white board walls. A tidy although not extravagant yard. The only thing weird about this house was an enormous cactus growing next to a small red mailbox. This was the house of the Diaz family. And Marco, the family's only child, was heading home.

"Hi, Sofía," the boy wave at the cactus next to the mailbox. He strolled to the house's entrance a loud yawn escaping his throat as he dug out the house keys. But before he could place the silver key into the lock a loud laugh echoed from the other side. "O yes someone is visiting today," the boy remembered. Marco swung the door open. The boy's face morphed into shock and then terror in a moment.

A giant silver threaded monster loomed over the living room. A golden ring placed on top it's misshapen body. No head, no arms and yet still it brought terror to the boy's heart. The only thing he could do was stand there, stunned, mouth agape, staring at the beast.

"Oh you're finally here" Marco's mum, Angie, proclaimed snapping the young man back to reality. "Meet Moon and River Butterfly. Me and your dad studied with Moon back in High School".

Marco stared at the two fancy looking adults, still a bit stunned. His gaze fixated on the lady's hair. "How is she doing that to her hair?" the thought span around the young man's head as he half out of instinct muttered. "Hy,"

While Marco was staring in respectful horror at the queen of the land that he did not even know the existence of, the queen's husband was glaring at the boy. "Moon, wasn't this the boy in front of the principal's office?" River asked grabbing his wife's attention. "Didn't the principals say something about graffitiing the statue, whatever that might mean?"

Angie facepalmed. "Again."

"Marco, this is the second time this week and it's Wednesday," Rafael, Marco's father, said calmly, but obviously holding back anger.

"Well, you did worst then graffitied that stupid goat when you were my age," Marco crossed his hands.

Rafael's fist hit the table with the force sending a loud bang through the room. "Marco that isn't an excuse, I was punished for the things I did and I learned from it."

"Yeah you became BORING!" the boy proclaimed mockingly.

Rafael stud up from the chair his face now dark from anger "Marco Ubaldo Diaz this is not a way to talk to your father"

"Well, maybe I wouldn't be talking to you like that if you were at least a bit as cool as you were before."

The two men stared at each other. The thick aura of anger could be almost felt. Angie was shaking her head exasperated, while Moon and River stared in horror at what was happening.

River grabbed his wife's hand. "Are you still sure this is a good idea?"

The father's son's staring contest was cut short by a soft knock on the door. Annoyance and anger almost spewing like a raging volcano Marco flung the door open shouting at the person on the other side. "What!"

Star blinked. To be sure she blinked a few more times. "Aa... greetings" the princess managed to mutter.

Marco's face dropped.

"Star you found the house," excited Moon rushed to her daughter and hugged the blond girl.

"Thanks to the kind strangers it was not that difficult," Star managed to mumble in her mother's tide embrace, still shaking from being screamed at for no reason.

"This is wonderful. Let me introduce you to someone. These were my dear friends when I was a bit older than you." with a cheerful step Moon led her daughter in front of Marco's parents. "Star meat Angie and Raphael. Raphael, Angie this is my darling daughter Star."

Star stared at the two adults. Angie was a pleasant-looking woman. Curly reddish-brown hair and two excited green eyes. Rafael, a much taller and well-built man had a bit of a scowl. But even with that somewhat scary expression, the soft brown eyes made him less terrifying.

In one swift motion Star curtsey to the two adults. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mrs and Mr Diaz."

"It's a pleasure to meet you to Star," Angie grabbed Star's hand. "And please call us by our first names, we are nowhere near as fancy to be called Mr and Mrs"

"I will try my best Mrs... I mean Angie."

"You're as sweet as your mother told us," Rafael noted his scowl vanishing.

A big stupid smile was wide across Moon's face. "O Star isn't this exciting."

"It definitely is. I didn't know before that Mother stayed on earth." Star looked around the house, both nerves and excitement mixing at the bottom of her stomach.

Diaz's house was very pleasant. The first floor was open-plan which made it feel very spacious. The room's warm colours and a variety of carpets and table cloths adorned with curious patterns made it feel very homey. There even was a nice cactus in the corner of the room, a yellow flower blooming on its top.

Angie noticing the twinkles of worry in Star, let go of the girl's hand. "Marco, could you show Star to the guest room?" Angie asked. "Star your luggage is already there so feel free to start unpacking. Come down whenever you're finished. Warm food will be waiting for you," The woman explained kindly.