"I don't know what to do with Maya!" Lucas Friar complained to one of his best friends, Farkle Minkus.
"Maybe you should try telling her to stop?" Farkle suggested.
"No, she'd take that as a joke," Lucas countered as if he already tried that which he hadn't.
"Then try telling her that you like it. Use reverse psychology. If she won't stop when you tell her to, then tell her you like it and maybe she'll stop," Farkle tried.
"Yeah…" Lucas said thoughtfully. "Yeah!" Lucas said and shot up from his desk. "Thanks, Farkle."
"No problem. That would be ten bucks for the advice," Farkle said and held out his hand for the money. Lucas laughed and handed him the bill. Then Lucas ran out the door as Farkle yelled at him. "This is a one dollar bill!"
"Hey, Huckleberry," Maya said as she slurped her smoothie.
"Yes. I like it when you call me that," Lucas said as if he wasn't even lying. He was the best liar. And best looking Friar for that fact.
"What?" Maya said choking on her smoothie.
"Yeah. I like it," he said and she slowly processed his words. Then she smiled.
"Good. Because I thought you'd break at me right then. Like I was annoying the hell out of you," Maya said and slurped her smoothie once more.
"So you're gonna keep calling me names?" Lucas asked raising his voice with each word he said.
"Y..e..s…." she said as if she thought he was really slow in processing.
"Bu-but I- What?!"
"Whoa, there Cowboy," Maya said stepping back.
"Stop calling me that! And Huckleberry! And Sundance! And all those fucking stupid nicknames you suddenly come with, out of nowhere!" Lucas yelled at her. She dropped her smoothie. It splattered all over her shoes.
"Oh," she looked at the smoothie. "Um. I'll go get the mop," she said and walked off. Lucas felt satisfied, but guilty. He shouldn't have yelled at her.
She came back with the mop, but didn't look at Lucas.
"Maya?" Lucas asked.
"Yes Lucas?" she said still not looking at him. He was silent for a moment.
"You called me...Lucas…"
"Yes.. I always knew your name…"
"Uh. Hey, I'm sorry for yelling at you but it just got on my nerves," she just nodded at his words. She finally looked up[. But she looked emotionless. No soul. No smile or frown. No sadness. Or madness. Or happiness. Nothing.
"I get it. I won't call you anymore names, Lucas. I promise," she said and put the mop back in the janitor's closet. She walked back out and grabbed her stuff and headed to class. When she got there she didn't make fun of anyone. Or tease anyone. She just sat there. Working. Yeah ya heard me. She was working. Actually working. The day seemed to fly by and not once has Maya called Lucas a name. But she didn't talk to him much. Now that Lucas thought of it, she barely talked at all anymore. The only time she did was when she answered a question in class. She got her grades moved up within the first month of her behavior. Lucas watched Maya closely. She didn't come to Topanga's anymore. And she didn't come pick Riley up at seven anymore. She didn't even wait for her at lunch. She didn't eat lunch. She was always missing free period. Lucas was getting worried. She had stopped speaking. Then stopped showing up late. She was early to classes. She never early. But still. He liked that she was focussed on her grades. But it seemed that she seemed more focussed on studies than family and friends.
"Maya, honey," Maya's mom called one Saturday afternoon.
"Yes mom?"
"Huckleberry is here to see you," Katy replied.
""Okay mom. But call him Lucas. He doesn't like those names. Never did," she said and exited her room into the living room.
""Hey, Lucas," she said and sat on the couch. She still had her social studies book in her hand.
"You're studying? On Saturday?" Lucas asked.
"Yeah. Is that a problem? Cause I'll stop," Maya said which he thought was supposed to be an insult, but she was sincere. He looked at her confused then scratched the back of his neck nervously.
"Uh. No. No. It's fine. I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the park with me and the others. Riley wanted you to come," Lucas said sure she would accept when he mentioned Riley. And Maya smiled sadly.
"Sorry. I'm going out with Charlie later," she replied. Lucas frowned.
"What?" Lucas asked irritated.
"Um yeah. He talked to me a couple days after you um….after I stopped calling you um….calling you those names."
"He talked to you or you talked to him?"
"Why does it matter?" Maya asked really confused.
"It does matter, maya. Remember when Riley and him went out that one time? It didn't work."
"But we have no rules. We're going on a picnic Which reminds me…" she looked at the clock on her wall. "I got to get ready Lucas. I'm sorry, but we'll talk later. And tell Riley I'll call her." With that said she walked back to her room leaving a dumbfounded Lucas. Katy came in and told him a fly was going to fly into his mouth if he didn't close it. He quickly snapped out of it and left.
"Hey Charlie," Katy said as Charlie stepped into the apartment.
"Hey Ms. Hart. Maya ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be, pretty boy," Maya said coming out in a dress. She was beautiful in Charlie's eyes. A red flowing dress. Nothing fancy but very stunning. It was covered by an unzipped leather jacket. Her hair straightened just a little and it was parted unevenly but still looked amazing on her.
"How bad is it?" Maya asked with a smile on her face wanting a truthful answer.
"You look...absolutely stunning, Maya. I'm lucky to have a date with you," Charlie said smiling.
Maya smiled very genuine and made her way to the handsomely dressed Charlie. "Bye Mom," Maya said as they headed out.
"Bye sweaty," Katy called.
"So? Where we going to have our picnic?"
"It's a surprise," Charlie said as they got in his car. He opened the door for Maya till she got in. Then shut it softly. He was a year older than Maya, which meant he was sixteen, but was held back for beating up a kid. What can he say? He'd stick up to any bully. Especially if that bully was bullying him.
"I like surprises," Maya said as he got in. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, before he grabbed her hand and held it for the whole ride. When they got to their destination, it was the picnic table in that little area with the fancy walls around it. It was covered in lace and was lit with candles. Maya smiled as she stepped out of the car. Charlie stepped beside her and kissed her cheek.
"This is for you, mi amor."
"Oh, Charlie. It's beautiful," she said and wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her back glad to finally get the girl of his dreams. Sure he liked Riley at one time, but she didn't like him. Or welcome him. There were no rules on this date. There was on Riley's. But not Maya's/ Maya believed that nature would let everything happen on it's own.
"I love you, Charlie," she whispered. He smiled at her words.
"I love you too, blondy," he said and kissed her lips. She kissed back.
Little did they know Riley, Farkle, Smackle, Zay, and Lucas were watching….
"I don't know what to do with Maya!" Lucas Friar complained to one of his best friends, Farkle Minkus.
"Maybe you should try telling her to stop?" Farkle suggested.
"No, she'd take that as a joke," Lucas countered as if he already tried that which he hadn't.
"Then try telling her that you like it. Use reverse psychology. If she won't stop when you tell her to, then tell her you like it and maybe she'll stop," Farkle tried.
"Yeah…" Lucas said thoughtfully. "Yeah!" Lucas said and shot up from his desk. "Thanks, Farkle."
"No problem. That would be ten bucks for the advice," Farkle said and held out his hand for the money. Lucas laughed and handed him the bill. Then Lucas ran out the door as Farkle yelled at him. "This is a one dollar bill!"
"Hey, Huckleberry," Maya said as she slurped her smoothie.
"Yes. I like it when you call me that," Lucas said as if he wasn't even lying. He was the best liar. And best looking Friar for that fact.
"What?" Maya said choking on her smoothie.
"Yeah. I like it," he said and she slowly processed his words. Then she smiled.
"Good. Because I thought you'd break at me right then. Like I was annoying the hell out of you," Maya said and slurped her smoothie once more.
"So you're gonna keep calling me names?" Lucas asked raising his voice with each word he said.
"Y..e..s…." she said as if she thought he was really slow in processing.
"Bu-but I- What?!"
"Whoa, there Cowboy," Maya said stepping back.
"Stop calling me that! And Huckleberry! And Sundance! And all those fucking stupid nicknames you suddenly come with, out of nowhere!" Lucas yelled at her. She dropped her smoothie. It splattered all over her shoes.
"Oh," she looked at the smoothie. "Um. I'll go get the mop," she said and walked off. Lucas felt satisfied, but guilty. He shouldn't have yelled at her.
She came back with the mop, but didn't look at Lucas.
"Maya?" Lucas asked.
"Yes Lucas?" she said still not looking at him. He was silent for a moment.
"You called me...Lucas…"
"Yes.. I always knew your name…"
"Uh. Hey, I'm sorry for yelling at you but it just got on my nerves," she just nodded at his words. She finally looked up[. But she looked emotionless. No soul. No smile or frown. No sadness. Or madness. Or happiness. Nothing.
"I get it. I won't call you anymore names, Lucas. I promise," she said and put the mop back in the janitor's closet. She walked back out and grabbed her stuff and headed to class. When she got there she didn't make fun of anyone. Or tease anyone. She just sat there. Working. Yeah ya heard me. She was working. Actually working. The day seemed to fly by and not once has Maya called Lucas a name. But she didn't talk to him much. Now that Lucas thought of it, she barely talked at all anymore. The only time she did was when she answered a question in class. She got her grades moved up within the first month of her behavior. Lucas watched Maya closely. She didn't come to Topanga's anymore. And she didn't come pick Riley up at seven anymore. She didn't even wait for her at lunch. She didn't eat lunch. She was always missing free period. Lucas was getting worried. She had stopped speaking. Then stopped showing up late. She was early to classes. She never early. But still. He liked that she was focussed on her grades. But it seemed that she seemed more focussed on studies than family and friends.
"Maya, honey," Maya's mom called one Saturday afternoon.
"Yes mom?"
"Huckleberry is here to see you," Katy replied.
""Okay mom. But call him Lucas. He doesn't like those names. Never did," she said and exited her room into the living room.
""Hey, Lucas," she said and sat on the couch. She still had her social studies book in her hand.
"You're studying? On Saturday?" Lucas asked.
"Yeah. Is that a problem? Cause I'll stop," Maya said which he thought was supposed to be an insult, but she was sincere. He looked at her confused then scratched the back of his neck nervously.
"Uh. No. No. It's fine. I was just wondering if you wanted to go to the park with me and the others. Riley wanted you to come," Lucas said sure she would accept when he mentioned Riley. And Maya smiled sadly.
"Sorry. I'm going out with Charlie later," she replied. Lucas frowned.
"What?" Lucas asked irritated.
"Um yeah. He talked to me a couple days after you um….after I stopped calling you um….calling you those names."
"He talked to you or you talked to him?"
"Why does it matter?" Maya asked really confused.
"It does matter, maya. Remember when Riley and him went out that one time? It didn't work."
"But we have no rules. We're going on a picnic Which reminds me…" she looked at the clock on her wall. "I got to get ready Lucas. I'm sorry, but we'll talk later. And tell Riley I'll call her." With that said she walked back to her room leaving a dumbfounded Lucas. Katy came in and told him a fly was going to fly into his mouth if he didn't close it. He quickly snapped out of it and left.
"Hey Charlie," Katy said as Charlie stepped into the apartment.
"Hey Ms. Hart. Maya ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be, pretty boy," Maya said coming out in a dress. She was beautiful in Charlie's eyes. A red flowing dress. Nothing fancy but very stunning. It was covered by an unzipped leather jacket. Her hair straightened just a little and it was parted unevenly but still looked amazing on her.
"How bad is it?" Maya asked with a smile on her face wanting a truthful answer.
"You look...absolutely stunning, Maya. I'm lucky to have a date with you," Charlie said smiling.
Maya smiled very genuine and made her way to the handsomely dressed Charlie. "Bye Mom," Maya said as they headed out.
"Bye sweaty," Katy called.
"So? Where we going to have our picnic?"
"It's a surprise," Charlie said as they got in his car. He opened the door for Maya till she got in. Then shut it softly. He was a year older than Maya, which meant he was sixteen, but was held back for beating up a kid. What can he say? He'd stick up to any bully. Especially if that bully was bullying him.
"I like surprises," Maya said as he got in. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, before he grabbed her hand and held it for the whole ride. When they got to their destination, it was the picnic table in that little area with the fancy walls around it. It was covered in lace and was lit with candles. Maya smiled as she stepped out of the car. Charlie stepped beside her and kissed her cheek.
"This is for you, mi amor."
"Oh, Charlie. It's beautiful," she said and wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her back glad to finally get the girl of his dreams. Sure he liked Riley at one time, but she didn't like him. Or welcome him. There were no rules on this date. There was on Riley's. But not Maya's/ Maya believed that nature would let everything happen on it's own.
"I love you, Charlie," she whispered. He smiled at her words.
"I love you too, blondy," he said and kissed her lips. She kissed back.
Little did they know Riley, Farkle, Smackle, Zay, and Lucas were watching…...