A/N: This takes place while everyone is in high school. Maya is fifteen, Riley is fourteen and a half, Lucas is sixteen, and Farkle is fifteen. Slight Lucaya in this fic. :)

I, sadly, do not own Girl Meets World. *Sigh*

Maya's POV

"Atchoo!" I sneezed as I walked into the Mathew's house. It was loud enough in there where no one heard me, but it was a forceful enough sneeze to make my head pound even harder. I groaned quietly and shut the door softly so it wouldn't make any more noise.

I was wearing a pair of light colored jeans, my dark brown boots with laces, and my midnight blue blazer. Riley had own an orange dress with a large necklace.

"Hey Maya!" Riley greeted to me energetically. Mrs. Mathews smiled at me, but didn't say anything as I followed Riley into her room. Riley grabbed a banana and went into her room where she grabbed her backpack and picked out some shoes. I simply watched; I was already dressed. Riley put her boots on between bites of the banana.

"Bye, Mathews," I called as Riley and I left. I muffled a cough into my sleeve and hoped that Riley wouldn't notice my cold. That's all it was; just a cold. She didn't need to be worrying about me.

It was really cold out as we walked to school. I continued to shiver, despite the fact that I was wearing a thick jacket. Riley didn't seem to notice as she continued talking to Lucas, who had met up with us outside of the apartments.

"Maya, are you feeling alright?" Lucas asked me. "Your real quiet."

I nodded and then winced; bad idea. "Yeah. 'M fine."

Lucas gave me a concerned look and then shrugged. "If you say so."

"Well, I do say so," I shot back defensively, turning away from him and coughing weakly. He put his hand on my back as we walked into the school. I was gonna be lucky if I made it through class without falling asleep, though I was use to that challenge. I rubbed my running nose.

"Class, please turn your books to page 137," Mrs. Loughmiller told us, writing an equation on the board. I stared ahead, but I couldn't focus on her words. My head wouldn't stop pounding, and my coughing wasn't helping that situation any.

"Miss Hart, do you need to go get a drink?" Mrs. Loughmiller asked me, giving me a pointed look. I shrunk under her hard stare. Embarrassed, I nodded and scurried out of the classroom, still red. My head pounded in my ears with each heartbeat as I walked towards the drinking fountain. My face felt hot even after the blush had faded away. Luckily, Farkle was the only in that math class that I knew.

I hate being sick, I thought weakly as I took a sip of water. My throat still hurt and I felt dizzy. I had trouble just staying upright as I walked. Just before I made it to the classroom, I lost my balance and suddenly everything went black.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this! I'm not sure where to take this. Suggestions? I also take requests on story ideas/request. :)

Chapter Word Count: 563 words

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-Alee XxX