Summary:My life was somewhat getting better, dealing with my anxiety with the help of professionals and most of all not having any drama in my life, but somehow it always seems to creep up and take over…
Life was good, I was focused on school I had great friends and Miles not only was talking to me but his father was making him do that 12 step program although I did have a feeling that weed was just his escape from the world, his problems ran deeper than just being a weed addict. BUT I am past meddling (shocking I know) but my therapist has taught me that helping someone does not count as hacking their facerange and practically breaking into their house. I have also taken on the fact that they are Miles' problems he will deal with them himself (even if I don't agree with his methods).
Anyway enough about Miles.
I was walking to my locker, the first period bell would sound in 10 minutes, and I needed my book from my locker, but as I approached I saw someone standing near it, he was tall and lanky short brown hair, I didn't know who it was, until I got close enough to my locker and they looked up realising I was the person they were waiting for "Maya" I stopped where I was shocked at who it was.
"Tristan?" I said confused
"Hey, uhm do you think we could talk?" he himself seemed nervous "I know we didn't leave on good terms last time we talked but, I'm sorry for what I said to you" he said quietly
This wasn't the Tristan I knew, Tristan was flamboyant and happy, I could see he wasn't okay.
"uh I need to go to class but if your free at lunch we could talk then" I said, I had questions for sure but time was ticking and I didn't want to bomb bard him
"Okay" he said with a slight smile "I'll see you at lunch"
I smiled back "Yep, see you then" he stopped leaning on my locker and as he took two steps away he turned on his heel and said "Maya" he said as if my name was a question "Yer" I turned as I put my book in my bag "Thank you" then he walked away.
I was sitting in the rubber room, Grace on my right and behind us was Tiny and Zig, they were my main friendship group now and I really appreciated having them all. But I hoped that maybe, just maybe Tristan wanted to be friends again.
"Hey Blondie, what's up, you haven't said a word since you walked in the door" Grace whispered
"Just thinking" I said not making eye contact, I was worried that being friends with Miles would make him not want to be my friend, not that I hang out with Miles, but we are on speaking terms, which Tristan and I, before today were not.
The Bell rang, meaning it was time to go to my next class, while also meaning lunch was getting closer, talking to Tristan was getting closer. I was nervous, why? It's only Tris, or nervous because I was worried he wasn't going to talk about being friends again. We l only have to wait til lunch…
I know this is short, i just want to know i you guys like it , review and let me know
And stay tuned to see what Tristan wants to talk to Maya about
ps. (if you previously have read my first fanfic, don't forget to review, i change the ending to Ch2)
- Enjoy! and thanks for reading
