The classroom was abuzz with students, unfolding a regular 1980s school day. Retro posters adorned the walls. The topic on the blackboard was 'Cosmic Exploration 2000', indicating the day's topic.

Students with mullets, side ponytails, and crimped hair chatted, either nervously or excitedly. The anticipation was palpable - it was presentation day.

Scott, an 11-year-old science whiz, was silently prepping. Dressed in brown corduroy pants, a vintage science-themed t-shirt, he adjusted his thick-framed glasses.

As the room dimmed, makeshift stars and planets flickered in the light of the projector. A cosmic-themed tune started to play from an old boombox.

The first group of students was called up. They carried intricately designed rocket models, pointing towards the solar system chart as they presented.

Scott watched, gripping his little rocket model. He felt the weight of the impending presentation. He didn't want to let his team down.

"Scott, you're up," the teacher announced. Scott, now tethered to a desk by an old-fashioned microphone, looked at his classmates. His heart was pounding.

He began his presentation. Each sentence seemed harder than the last. His mouth was dry. Suddenly, a faint, dark patch appeared on his pants.

The room was silent. Scott's face turned a deep shade of red. He stood there, frozen. The dark patch on his pants was now visible.

A murmur rippled through the class. Some students giggled, while others looked away. Scott's eyes welled up behind his thick glasses.

Time seemed to stop. The room was filled with the sound of cosmic music from the boombox. Scott felt like he was floating in space, alone.

Then, something unexpected happened. A girl, Marcy, broke the silence. "He's just nervous! It's not a big deal," she said defiantly.

Marcy walked up to Scott and handed him her notepad. "Here, write it down if it's easier," she suggested kindly. The classroom was silent again.

Scott hesitated for a moment and then started writing on the notepad. His hand shook a little, but he quickly steadied it. The presentation continued.

The students watched Scott with newfound respect. Even though he had faltered, he didn’t give up. He was determined to finish his presentation.

Scott finished his presentation, and the room filled with applause. He looked up, visibly relieved, to see his classmates clapping for him.

For the rest of the day, the students talked about their presentations. Their camaraderie was more evident than ever. They had all experienced the fear of speaking in public.

After school, Marcy found Scott. She told him she admired his courage. “I would’ve run away after the, um... incident,” she confessed.

Scott thanked Marcy. Despite the day’s embarrassments, he felt a sense of pride. He’d faced his fear and survived. He'd also gained a friend.

From that day on, Scott wasn’t just the nerdy kid with the thick glasses. He was Scott, the courageous presenter. The boy who wouldn't give up.

Scott’s scare turned into a life lesson. He learned that failure and embarrassment are not the end of the world, but rather, stepping stones to success.

The event also brought the class closer together. They saw each other’s vulnerabilities and learned to empathize. They were not just classmates but friends.

And the 'Stellar Secrets' weren't just a classroom topic anymore. It was a reminder for them of the day they all grew a little closer, a little braver.

The cosmic tunes from the old boombox still played in their minds, a soft melody of friendship and courage. Their little universe had expanded.

Time passed, they grew up, but they would always remember the day Scott became the reluctant hero. The day they learned to embrace their fears, together.

The world outside moved on. But inside the retro-styled classroom, in every corner, in every memory, the spirit of the ‘80s lived on.

They would always remember those corduroy pants, the side ponytails, the mullets, the nerdy glasses, the boombox, the stars, the planets, the 'Cosmic Exploration 2000’.

These weren't just 'Stellar Secrets', but secrets of friendship and resilience. Remnants of the 1980s that bound them together, forever.