Hope.
a small four letter word that kept the blonde girl in the dark for so long. something she never thought she deserved or needed. something she would always give her best friend. her partner in crime. the peaches to her honey.
hope was something maya never knew she deserved until she was old enough to realize she was in love with lucas friar.
it was a sunday afternoon. shawn and katy were off celebrating shawn's first national geographic cover. lucas and maya were babysitting her baby sister and brother. a 2 year old and 4 month old respectively. jamie and asher.
lucas had jamie on his lap. her favorite place to be. and maya didn't blame her. the 18 year old thought that was the best place to be too.
he was just staring at her with his huckleberry eyes and she couldn't shake him. ever.
that was the moment she realized how in love with him she was.
that was the moment she realized she was fucked. because lucas was still with riley. it was and always will be lucas and riley.
never lucas and maya.
that's when maya realized all hope was lost for her own happiness.
what kind of a friend would she be to try to take lucas from her?
so when she got the biggest punch to her stomach three days later in the hallways of abigail adams high school halls, she couldn't say she was surprised.
"maya?"
"yes?"
"do you think matthews will kill me for pulling a topanga at graduation?"
the blonde's eyes widen as she look at lucas. she swallowed hard as she nodded.
"he always will. that's his baby girl and you're going to marry her."
lucas just smiled widely as he left to go to his class.
maya leaned her head against her locker.
"i was wrong. hope is for suckers."