Campbell's POV
Searching through the labyrinth halls of Degrassi was one of the hardest things I could have ever encountered in my life. Every door seemed like the wrong turn and every face showed a dull, unhelpful expression. French 1 was my destination but it seemed impossible to even ask for help. I glanced down the halls to see if I could find anyone who looked like they could help. Without any noticeable help, I decided to continue looking at my schedule. I hadn't noticed that my feet were walking until I crashed into someone, knocking their books down. Before even looking up I immediately rushed down to the floor to pick up the dropped items. Standing back up I handed the books to a girl with a thin lined smile. Avoiding eye contact I made my way back down the hall. Realizing the actions of my stupidity I turned back around embarrassed and asked the girl for help.
"Do you know where room 123 is? Im new here, and I can't find anything." I felt my cheeks get hot.
"I'm going the same way, you can follow me." The girl replied with a shaky voice.
I followed behind her.
Maya's POV
French 1 this year is going to be a disaster. I am determined to make this semester a good one. With the new no uniform rule everyone had their own fashion sense, and here I was wearing my panda shirt. I let out a sigh and thought to myself;
My nails need to be cut..
I felt a hard bump against my back and before I could stop my hands my books jerked to the floor. Before I even had the chance to bend down to get my books they were already being handed to me by a brown-haired boy. He stood up and apologized and continued to walk away.
Weird.. I thought to myself. Before I could finish another thought he turned around and headed towards me.
"Do you know where room 123 is? Im new here, and I can't find anything." The bowned-haired boy said. I looked up into his eyes, they were big and brown, and they seemed to sparkle just a bit. Before even thinking I blurted out "I'm going the same way, you can follow me."
Third Person POV
Campbell and Maya were an odd pair. They walked to French 1 together and took their seats. Campbell sat far in the back, isolating himself from the rest of the class, while Maya confidently took a seat in the front row. Campbell's eyes were focused on Maya the whole class. The abrupt second period bell shook his train of thought, and his gaze. Campbell walked to his next class and Maya did the same.
Campbell's POV
I should of asked for her name.. I'm never going to make any friends here if I don't talk to anyone. I had Biology next. The one class I am absolutely terrible at, besides French. Taking ninth grade french while being a sophomore is not exactly what I wanted to be doing. Walking into Biology and seeing not one familiar face was a horrible feeling. There was an empty desk in the back that looked like an appropriate place to sit. While Mr. Huggar was talking the only think I could think about were my parents back home. I should of never left my old school, I had plenty of friends there buthockey is my life and this is a great opportunity. My emotions bounced back and forth and I couldn't keep myself together. Finally, for what seemed like eternity, the bell rang and I made my way to my remaining three classes before lunch.
Walking into lunch was a relief, because my team was calling me over to come sit with them. I sat inbetween Owen and Dallas. We chatted for a bit. There was a silence throughout the team when Dallas spoke shortly after.
"So, kid, get any girls yet? There are plenty of good ones in this school, I could get used to this place."
The team agreed and laughed. I chuckled to myself and replied "Not yet, I have my eye on someone though."
Memories of the girl from periods before flashed before my eyes, and I smiled. After chatting about our big game coming up next week I decided to get up and throw away my lunch. I silently approach the trash can, and never the less the girl with the wispy blonde hair was throwing out her lunch too. I looked up at her and nodded my head. Her smile was thin, but cute. I walked over to her.
"Hey." I said shakily.
"Hi." She sounded more nervous than I was.
"I never caught your name this morning, I'm Campbell."
"I'm Maya, Maya Matlin." Her crystal blue eyes stared into mine.
"Hi Maya, um so we should hangout sometime, you know with me being new here and everything I don't really talk to much people so I think that.. yeah" After speaking I had realized I sounded like a complete idiot and that I should walk away now. Without thinking I began to turn around when she tapped me on the shoulder.
"Sounds good, maybe we can work on French homework at The Dot, today after school?"
"Great, sounds good, see you then." I quickly turned around heading back to my table, trying to keep myself from blushing too hard.
Maya's POV
I cannot believe that just happened. Still shaken up, I walked back to my lunch table to tell Tristan and Tori the exciting news. Had Campbell Saunders, one of the best hockey players on the Icehounds, really just asked me to hangout? I pinched myself, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I had never really paid much interest into guys. Especially, athletes. Besides my little crush I had on Zig in the beginning of the school year, I hadn't really talked to many boys. And knowing that one wanted to hangout with me made me feel exceedingly exceptional.
After lunch I couldn't wait for the ninth period bell to come any faster. And when it finally did come, I panicked. What do I say? What do I eat? Do I even eat something at all? All these questions ran through my mind before I could even get to my locker to grab my sweater. I shoved my French 1 textbook into my backpack and headed out the double doors.
Third Person POV
The dot was always crowded on Monday's. Especially during the start of a new semester. Finding a seat is going to be almost impossible for them. Maya patiently stands in a corner of The Dot waiting for Cam to come through the doors. Finally, out of the corner of her eye she sees a tiny figure wearing an Icehounds jacket. Campbell made his way over to Maya. His nose was red. He looked nervous.
"It's a little crowded in here, I don't think we'll get a seat till next Tuesday." Cam said to Maya before even greeting her. Maya chuckled and agreed.
Campbell spoke again. "Want to go to the park, find a bench there," He realized he sounded stupid and quickly added "Or we can just come back another day we don't have to.." His voice trailed off.
"No, we can take a walk to the park, I'd like that."
A sign of relief blew across Campbell's face as they made their way out the doors of The Dot.
The walk to the park seemed extremely long. Each of them took short, awkward steps. They hadn't talked about much, just simple greetings. To break the tension, Maya spoke.
"So, how are you liking Degrassi?"
Campbell, relieved at the fact that he didn't have to break the ice, responded.
"It's different. Being away from my family. The teams the only family I have."
"It must be hard, you know, with all that pressure on you." Maya sounded as if she understood.
"It's not that bad. Just a little pressure, but pressures always good."
They continued to talk about school until they reached a little bench in the middle of the park. Maya sat down first, and pulled out her French 1 book. Campbell did the same. Together, they started working on their homework they were assigned. Maya rushed through the questions but Campbell seemed uncomfortable. He looked up at Maya and spoke:
"I have to confess, I'm not too good at French."
Maya laughed, and offered to help him.
"So what other classes do you take? I only have French with you."
Campbell looked around awkwardly. She didn't know that he was a grade older and he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable around him.
"Well, I take biology, geometry and yeah.." His voice trailed off.
Maya looked at him with a shy manner.
"Oh, so you're a sophomore, taking ninth grade French?"
"Hockey training got in the way of school last year, I never got my credit for it." Campbell was embarrassed, thinking that someone so smart and pretty could ever talk to someone who couldn't even understand ninth grade French.
Maya and Campbell continued to talk and do homework together until it got dark.
"I had a good time, we should do it again." Campbell said to Maya.
"Yeah, I agree." Maya blushed at the thought of Campbell's gesture.
Before it got too dark to see, they both walked away with broad smiles.
Maya's POV
I didn't realize how hungry I was until I saw the food on the dinner table when I walked through the front door. I quickly took a seat next to Katie to avoid any questions on where I went after school. Throughout dinner I replayed the conversations Campbell and I had together over and over in my head. After I had finished eating I rushed upstairs to my bedroom.
Could today have gotten any better? I still can't believe that a sophomore, a gorgeous sophomore who plays hockey, wants to talk to me. I plopped onto my bed still smiling in disbelief of the previous events that just took place. I couldn't wait for school tomorrow, because all I wanted to do was talk to Campbell again.
Third Person POV
School couldn't come any quicker for Cam. He had stayed up all night thinking about Maya. He had never met anyone like her. In the few hours they spent together the day before he felt like he's known her for years. Cam rushed down the hallway trying to find Maya's locker. He spotted her blonde hair heading into the music room. Before Maya could step foot into the classroom Cam stepped in front of her, smiling. His big brown eyes caught her glance. She looked up and smiled, glad to see him.
"Hey Maya." Campbell felt relaxed.
"Hey Campbell, I can't really talk right now, I have morning rehearsal for Whisper Hug and I can't be late. Can we talk at lunch?" Maya sound impatient, but sincere.
"Sure Maya, I'll see you then." Campbell hurried away, trying not to delay her for practice.
Lunch approached quickly, making the two nervous to see each other again. Campbell got his lunch, the usual, turkey and cheese on a roll with chocolate milk, and headed to his team's table, until he saw Maya. Maya was sitting with a curly-haired girl and a boy who was Owen's brother, but Campbell never got the chance to learn his name. Campbell walked over to Maya and smiled. He looked around at the three of them, still smiling, not knowing what to say. Before he could even sit down he heard whistling from behind him. The whole hockey team had their eyes fixated on him.
"Why are you sitting over there with those niners? Especially chicken cutlet girl." Dallas said ignorantly. Campbell looked over to Dallas then back at Maya. Dallas continued with his smart remarks.
"Well she doesn't look like a loser, why don't you come over hear and get to know me?" Dallas winked at Tori, but Tori made a disgusted expression and turned away. Campbell looked back over at Dallas and said "Yeah, you're right, I'm coming." He started walking towards his team's table, but before he could sit down he saw Maya's heartbroken expression.
The lunch period came to an end and the students made their way back into the halls to get their books from their lockers. Campbell chased Maya through the crowd, hoping he could get to talk to her and that she wouldn't be too mad at him. He found her at her locker and before he could even say anything she blew him off and began walking to her next class.
"I'm sorry- I know- I'm sorry Maya can we just talk?" Campbell sounded hopeless shouting over the sea of people. Maya turned around and gave him a pitiful look and continued to walk.
Campbell went the rest of the day feeling terrible. He had a chance with a girl he might of actually liked, but he blew it. He screwed himself over all because of what his team said. He thought his team was supposed to be his family, understanding and acceptable. But they weren't. Campbell buried his head into his arms and tried to think away the thoughts.
Without hesitation Maya made her way to her locker at the end of the day. She wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, especially Campbell. How could someone she liked be so rude to her friends? Maya did not want to associate herself with someone who only cared about popularity status. Before she could even begin to curse out Campbell in her mind she felt a light tap on her shoulder. She turned around to see the devil itself standing in front of her. But before she could walk past him he grabbed her arm and took her outside.
"Campbell stop, I really don't want to talk."
"Listen Maya, you have to understand, I'm sorry. I really am. The team is the only family I have and i just want to be accepted by them."
Campbell was hoping that Maya would understand his situation. After a few seconds of silence, he realized that she wasn't going to be so lenient. He sat down with her on the curb.
"Maya, I really am sorry. I won't listen to those guys anymore. If they really cared about me they would accept who I talk to. They would accept who I- I like."
Maya's expression lit up, but only for a second. She put her head down into her knees.
"Campbell, I want to hang out with you, I really do. But I need you to be nice to my friends, and me."
Campbell understood. There was a moment when Campbell looked right into Maya's crystal eyes, and Maya looked back into his. And before either of them could stop themselves, their lips met. They didn't retreat because they knew it was right- it felt right. For that moment that their lips had touched they knew that it was going to be a distance memory that they'll cherish forever.