A/N: Events happen after freshman year high school. The episode Girl Meets Forgiveness never happened in this fanfic. Saving that one for later.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Girl Meets World Characters

Maya looked at the painting in front of her. It was just a canvas covered with black paint from corner to corner.

It had been six months since she had transferred to her new High School. Da Vinci Academy. A school dedicated to Science and Arts. A school she thought that Farkle Minkus would belong more than she did.

Then again, these days, she no longer knew where she belonged.

It took a while for her friends to get use to the fact that she would no longer be with them for the rest of their high school lives. Riley took it the hardest but eventually became okay with it. Every time she was asked why from everyone, her answer was the same, "I think this school has a really great arts program and I can see myself thriving there." Everyone bought the answer.

The true answer was she felt suffocated. She was surrounded with people she loves but she felt alone.

It all went downfall ever since her secret of having a crush on Lucas was exposed. Something she knew felt real. The most real thing she had felt in her life. And yet, everyone thought she was confused. That she was mixing her identity with Riley's.

She never told Riley or Farkle that she overheard their conversation before New Years where Farkle had said she didn't know what she wanted. That was the turning point. From there, she noticed that everyone thought the same. All except Lucas who didn't know what to do with the Love Triangle.

Everyone was in Riley's side. Convincing Lucas that it was Riley from the start. Even she told him herself that no matter what, it had always been Riley.

She stepped aside and pretended that everyone was right. That she was just confused. She had contained her feelings. Everything was back to normal. At least to everyone else, it was back to normal.

At this point and since then, breathing felt more like an exercise than a subconscious action to stay alive.

Riley and Lucas were on and off since Freshman year. Riley had joined the cheer team even though she was still bad at it. To give her some credit, she was improving. Lucas, Zay, and even Farkle were involved with football. Lucas being the star player and MVP in the freshman category. Farkle being more of a strategist than a player. Zay being goofy Zay.

When she had watched them from the bleachers during practice, the picture in front of her…. All her friends were in the field… Lucas, Zay, and Farkle playing. Riley with the rest of cheer squad cheering for them.

But where was she in all of this?… Where did she fit in?

That day, she knew she had to leave. For her sake.

Her mom and Shawn were surprisingly understanding. All her transfer paperwork had been processed within a week after freshman year. She had to take an entrance exam that she had barely passed.

Luckily none of her friends knew what school she was going to in case they decided that they wanted to follow. Especially Riley.

6 months later since she left her old high school, she really was thriving. She was in Advance Placement in English, Math, Science, and History. Her electives were choir and art. Straight A's and one of the top 3 in her graduating class.

To pass time before she met up with the others at Topanga's since they were in football and cheer practice, she had joined the Volleyball team and had become MVP in the season. Very unexpected as she's the shortest in her team.

Here she was flourishing… and yet she still wasn't happy. She still felt the same as the day she watched all her friends from the bleachers.

Alone.