A/N: Hey guys! Long time no see? I know many of you have been asking about I've Been Here For You All This Time. I'm really sorry for postponing that story. I've gotten back into writing and just please be patient about it. I just thought that writing a Matlinsworth story would give me a break from the complex story of IBHFYATT. I hope you enjoy~
3rd POV
Beep. Beep. Beep.
She grunted and slammed her hand forcefully onto the snooze button. "WHY?!" she called out.
"You know Maya, if you just yell at the alarm clock, it won't stop time." an older sister wisely pointed out. "Get ready for school bud." She said before she walked out of her younger sister's room.
The younger girl sat up and yawned. She lifted her arms into the air and stretched. Then she picked up her spectacles in order to have a clearer view of her room. She found herself looking near her door. Near her door was her desk and on that desk was a stuffed owl.
She sighed as her heart dropped. I miss you, she thought to herself. She stood up and proceeded to get ready for school.
Before she left her bedroom, she stopped near her door and kissed the stuffed owl goodbye. She had been repeating that routine for nearly eight months now.
"Wake up. Get to school and try not to get kicked out of this one." A husky voice echoed through the boy's bedroom.
"Alright, alright." He hastily said as he pulled the covers off of him.
"Please behave yourself Miles." His father warned.
Miles' POV
Today marks a new day. A day where I can start over. I can prove my father wrong and show him that I can be responsible. It feels as if he sees me as a nuisance. It's not my fault for trying to have some fun.
All I've ever wanted was to hear him say the three most important words parents say to their children. Yes, I'm the attention deprived child. Neglect is what I've gone through all my life. My mother died while giving birth to me, my father blames me for her death. He's never abused me or anything like that. He's just stiff and cold. His stiff and cold exterior is the reason why I'm considered a trouble maker. I yearn to go on adventures and have fun. You only live once.
This stiff and cold man is running for mayor, he pretends he loves me but I know he's just acting. He's got to keep up with his appearance.
Enough about my stiff and cold father and my love for adventure, I'm glad my best friend Chui will be attending the same school as me. It takes a little edge off of being the new kid who got kicked out of his last school. At least I'll know someone.
3rd POV
Maya crossed a street. She was on her way to school with her cello on her right hand and backpack strapped onto her back. She hummed as she approached a crosswalk and pushed the button to cross.
It had been raining last night so the air was quite misty.
Maya sniffed the air and grinned as she looked to the grey sky. I love how the air smells after it rains, she thought to herself. It smells so fresh, I don't know how to describe it. He would've laughed at me and helped me find words to describe the smell. We would probably spend the entire day thinking. I really miss him…
The sound of a car revving its engine echoed through the streets. A blue Porsche quickly drove through a puddle and splashed Maya in the process.
As the car drove away, Maya yelled, "You stupid jerk!"
The driver stuck his head out the window and looked back. He then did a complete U-turn and returned to the girl covered in street water.
He parked on the side of the street and ran to the girl. "I am so sorry." He laughed a little as he watched her frown at him.
"You laugh and expect me to believe you're sorry? Go away you stupid rich jerk." Maya turned around faced the stranger who ruined her morning. She took off her glasses and cleaned them off. "Great. Just great. My hair is all gross and my clothes, my clothes! What am I going to do-" she stopped in mid-sentence and finally scrutinized the stranger. He was a tall, brown haired boy who was preternaturally good looking. What stood out to Maya the most was his green eyes.
The boy raised his eyebrow and smiled. "You don't look too gross to me. What's your name?"
"Matlin. Maya Matlin." Maya stuttered as she looked into his eyes.
"Well nice to meet you Matlin, Maya Matlin. I'm Miles." He chuckled. "Hey I'm really sorry about this, please take this as a token of my apology." He handed a credit card to her.
Maya stared at his credit card for a second. As she took it, her finger brushed against his warm one. She blushed.
"Buy yourself a new outfit, I mean it. The pin is five, nine, two,four." He looked at her with complete sincerity.
"I can't take thi—"
"I'll see you around Maya Matlin." He grinned and walked back to his Porsche.
Maya's POV
He just handed me his credit card and drove off. What kind of person does that? I slapped myself because I thought I was dreaming. I mean he seemed humble and...cute. I looked at the credit card in my hand. Miles Hollingsworth III. He sounds rich. Well he drives a Porsche for crying out loud.
I looked at the time on my phone, seven thirty-three. I've better get myself together quick or else I'll be late for school. I quickly looked for a nearby clothing store. I managed to find a thrift shop and bought an outfit. I found a Toronto University hoodie and a pair of faded skinny jeans.
I wonder if I'll see Miles Hollingsworth III. If I ever see him again, I'll give his credit card back to him. I smiled as I started walking to Degrassi.
Please give me your opinions on how the story is doing so far. My writing is a bit rusty, I apologize haha.