Hi friends :)
I've been in the process of writing this story for some time now, (it was originally why I created this account), and I've finally worked up the nerve to post the first chapter, which, granted, is more of a prologue. That's why there will be a second update following this one very shortly! This is going to be a very slow-burn story, but I hope it won't be too frustrating for anybody. I've always had a fond spot for slow-burn just because I find that characters have the opportunity to grow considerably more than they would otherwise.
I love every single one of you and I really hope you can enjoy reading this as much as I do when writing it!
- SleepingStarlight I do not own any of the characters portrayed in this story, all credit goes to Girl Meets World
WARNING: I don't think there is any swearing in this chapter, but read at your own discretion (and lest I sound even more like the opening credits of a movie) their will be course language in the future
As a new song flooded her ears, Maya turned to look out the window for what felt like the hundredth time that day. Lo' and behold, the highway managed to look the exact same as it did twenty minutes ago. However to the left of her, a sleeping Riley had assumed a new position with her right leg swung over Maya's lap and her head resting on it. She shifted uncomfortably and Maya managed to pull her arm out from underneath her, before unceremoniously shoving Riley onto Auggie who sat on her other side as he protested sleepily. And as another road sign passed them, claiming there were still 70 miles to Philadelphia, Maya couldn't help but groan internally and try to remember why she'd even agreed to come on this trip when she could've had the apartment to herself for the week (her mom and Shawn had gone for their honeymoon in Fiji). She could have turned the living room into her temporary studio, taken over her mom's admittedly larger bedroom, and used her savings from shifts at Topanga's to order tacos every day. But in all honesty, she was out of canvas, her mom's room was filled with crap (Shawn was in the process of moving in), and she had next to no money left to spare after the crippling university tuition for her first semester starting within the month. So there she sat, observing the passing trees outside the window while Riley took the opportunity to unnecessarily catch up on sleep. It was going to be a long ride yet, so Maya closed her eyes and tried to rest, but it didn't work very well. Instead her mind kept thinking about where she would be in the next few hours. She would be in Philly. Living in the same house as Josh, who should be home for summer break, although she would never admit she cared enough to ask. It had been four years since they made their deal and they had barely seen each other since, with the exception of Matthews gatherings and a handful of texts. But now, everything was different. She was eighteen, she graduated high school, and she was going to University within the month. It may have been ridiculous to have held onto the idea of someday for so long, but she couldn't help but hope that it was finally the right time for them. After all, what could possibly stop him now? Maya was jerked out of her thoughts as Riley woke up groggily.
"Are we there yet?" she groaned, "It's been at least 10 hours and I can't feel my feet!" Riley had honestly been hoping that Maya would stay home for this trip, because maybe, just maybe, she would have been allowed to stay with her. She loved visiting her family, but Lucas would be leaving within the month for University and she couldn't help but lament the loss of an entire week with him.
"Don't you think that's a bit of an exaggeration, honey?" Topanga questioned from behind the wheel, "And you can't feel your feet because you've got them all over Auggie," she said while looking pointedly at the the pair in the rearview mirror.
"We're almost there Riles," Maya soothed from her other side, "Why don't you close your eyes for a bit, we all know how tired you are," she suggested, a hint of laughter apparent in her tone.
"Okay, soundssgood," Riley mumbled before promptly falling back to sleep. Topanga smiled at her briefly before returning her eyes to the road.
"Thanks Maya," she said quietly before hitting Cory awake and snapping, "My husband is no help."
"Guilty!" Cory squeaked before putting an eye mask over his eyes, allowing the small "yip, yip, yips" to resume. It was a long drive and he wasn't going to pass up the opportunity of a peaceful nap. Odds were he wouldn't get much sleep within the next few days anyways, what with the long list of things his parents would have for him to do while down in Philly. So, in his eyes (closed eyes really), it all worked out.
What a pair, Maya thought as Topanga rolled her eyes. This would be a long week.