Hey guys, this is a concept I have been debating whether to write or not, I just hope that you guys really like it.
Maya slid her schedule into my back pocket, and entered her so called "living hell" of her expressive literature lecture hall.
This is what happens when you don't make early decisions, you get stuck with a weird schedule, you now have Studio Art after all the boring lectures. But that's fine peaches, just good luck with the first class. You got Lucas in there, so that's fun. Riley's words swiveled in Maya's mind from this morning.
She found Lucas sitting in the back, opening up his new binder, but the most hilarious expression on his face, a mixture of excitement and nervousness in his face.
"Hey, Mr. Prom." Maya placed her hand on his shoulder, a small awakening of his worrying
"Aw, no, is that gonna stick now? I thought we were just on Texas nicknames, now I have one more?" he fake whined
"You're such a Ranger Rick." Maya smiled
Lucas and Maya began to break out in laughter recalling the memory of the messy prom. It started 2 days before when crazed sophomore and Junior girls rushed up to him in the hallway shoving their prom proposals in his face. Riley, Maya, Zay, and Farkle had to help Lucas reject them. Each girl trying to brush off the fact that he denied their invite. Prom night was even worse though, all the girls wanted to dance, so they had to have Zay stay on the bleachers and warn every hopeless girl that was about to ask to dance, he had to say "sorry he's not taking dances now." The gang all danced with one another, and eventually Zay was relieved that he wouldn't have to stay on the bleachers. End of the night, they all went out to ice cream, looking like a circus, Maya and Riley in beautiful gowns courtesy of Topanga and the guys in tuxes, sitting on the bench outside the ice cream parlor, laughing.
"Yes, Sundance, you are so cool for spilling your ice cream on Zay." she chuckled, snapping out of the Prom memory.
Maya then elbowed him, a sign to be quiet as the Mrs. Repine their professor walked in, one single binder in her hand.
"Hello freshmen, you are very fortunate to have me first, because I, unlike any other professor here, this class is going to be based off of your brain, your work, your thoughts, after all, this is expressive literature, I am merely here only to guide, but you walk on your own." she said calmly but loud enough for the entire room to hear.
A freshmen snickered.
"Is something funny Brandon?" Repine said a little louder
"No, it's just the fact that you said 'You walk on your own.' Just like some hippie."
"Now, Mr. Brandon. It says here that you were here on an Arts scholarship, and it would be a sad waste if you got kicked out of your first class, so I'm gonna cut you some slack." she laughed
You could hear all the chuckles going around about that.
"I'm extremely proud of all of you for taking a Senior Literature class, to all my freshmen here." Repine said.
Lucas smiled.
"Don't be proud of yourself too much Ranger Roy, I made it here too you know." Maya muttered under her breath
Maya saw a familiar head of hazel hair, covered in a small maroon beanie one row in front of her.
"Oh, my god." she whispered
She then grabbed her 1980 messenger bag, and dug around for a small note card.
Walk me to next class? Maya scribbled the note on the paper
She then folded it into a small paper airplane and threw it to him.
It landed directly in front of him, he unraveled it, and a small burst exploded in Maya when she saw that smile of his.
As class wrapped up, she took her time to pack up. Eagar, and wondering for words, she told Lucas she would meet him at lunch, wishing him luck in his second class.
As she walked out, there he was, looking around.
"Hey stranger." Maya tapped his shoulder
Josh suddenly flipped around, grinning.
"Maya!" he picked her up and embraced her in a tight hug.
"I missed you, Josh, college boy." Maya smiled
"I missed you too. Oh, it's been so long. You grew up-" he began to say
Maya cut him off.
"Don't you dare say 'gorgeous' or you're gonna bring me back to when I was chasing after you in middle school."
"I was gonna say stunning. You are better than gorgeous. I mean look at you." he pointed at her clothes and hair
"A messy bun, ripped jeans, a bleached jean jacket, and black and white Chuck Taylors counts as 'stunning?' You still got that charm of yours obviously." she said sarcastically.
"I wish I could've seen you more often." he sighed
They both broke out into laughing cries.
"I don't see a ring on your finger, so you obviously didn't follow Matthew's thing of getting married so early. Single are you?" Maya said as they began to walk to her next class
"My girlfriend broke up with me over the summer. Hell of a breakup speech. 'Josh, we're growing older, and maybe we should try new things.' She sure did try something else. Currently is dating some genius doctor, 4 years older." he scoffed. "But, won't stop watching me in the halls. I'm not taking her back though, got my eye on some freshmen." he winked.
Maya tried to hide her blush under her jacket and playfully pushed him. "Quit fooling around. I try to ask some decent questions, don't distract me."
"Oooh, a distraction. Anyways, what are you up to these days?" They stopped in front of her Film class.
"Um, it was better than great to just get to talk to you." She handed him a slip of paper.
Showcase at Brooklyn.
Fresh artists, featuring Brandon Clarke, Maya Hart, and much more
10:18 pm
"See you tonight." she gave a lasting smile to him as she walked into the class.
The beginning of the triangle has started, what do you guys think? Who are you rooting for? I just really hope you guys liked the first chapter. Thanks so much for reading. :)
Katie :)