AN: Well this is my first story. I'm hoping it's okay. There will be more chapters up soon :D You don't have to review but hell, I'd appreciate it. CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ONLY PLEASE
"What are you doing up this late, Matlin?" I asked, sending a sideglance to the blonde sitting beside me. "You mean, besides sitting on your girlfriend's steps?" she asked dryly, not meeting my glance and even though it sounded so sarcastic I couldn't help but chuckle at the girl, "Yes, besides sitting on my girlfriend's steps. In fact, what exactly are you doing sitting on her front steps" I inquired, raising an eyebrow and hoping…hell, begging for her to give me a straight answer. Though with Maya Louise Matlin….you never really know. "I am here at her party" she replied bluntly as she sent me a 'what the hell do you think I'm doing here' look. "Well, dur. Seriously, Mini Mats, you and Tori have never really been buddy buddy. Therefore, I'm wondering how you got here in the first place"
"A car" she retorted with a devious smirk playing on her lips. What a smartass. "C'mon Maya, seriousl-" I managed before she began to shush me. "Calm it, Novak. Tori invited Marisol,who of course invited Katie who then dragged me along going on about how I should start making friends." Maya confessed, rolling her eyes. I started laughing, "They thought you should make friends so they brought you to a party for a girl that you despise?" I managed, laughing again. It wasn't that Maya was incapable of making friends; because she is capable of making friends. She's just not super outgoing. But then again what can I say? I'm just a scoundrel. "I don't know how Katie's brain works…" she said, laughing along with me.
"How are you enjoying the party, Novak?" the blonde inquired, turning to face me. I frowned because in all honesty I was not having a fun time at all. Tori had been bossing me around since it started, I was starting to feel like a fucking butler. All I heard was, "Zig go get us some drinks!" or "Zig! These people want some pizza. Go get on that" and my least favorite, "Zig go turn on some of MY music. Yours isn't exactly what our guests are looking for" From my silence Maya must have gotten the idea, "Eek. I'm going to assume that you're not having fun"
"Correctomundo, Matlin." I said, sighing and putting my head in my hands. "I would actually love to get out of here." Maya smirked, standing up and holding out her hand, "Don't give up that quickly, Novak. We can dance and have fun just as much as everyone else here." She offered, wiggling her eyebrows. "Hell, maybe we can have even more fun then they can." I smiled as I put my hand in hers. We were just friends, it shouldn't matter if we danced together anyway but even I have to admit…she did look pretty tonight. "Fine. Let's go and if our mood doesn't change we ditch. Deal?" I said, looking at her and with my free hand holding up my pinky to pinky promise. (since pinky promises are fucking legit.) "Deal" and with that we interlocked our pinkies and walked into the house.