It was February 14th, 2006. I was finally turning the big eight years old. I looked over toward my night stand and saw the time of 6:14am flash across my digital clock. I jumped out of bed, bolting toward my parents bedroom.

"Mommy! Daddy! Wake up, wake up!" I shouted while bouncing on top of them both. They both instantly reacted. Startled my mother jumped up and began to examine me.

"Josh? Wha- what's going on. Are you okay? Is the house on fire? Did something break? Are you bleeding?" my mother panicked earning a giggle from myself.

"Noooo. It's my birthday silly!" I told her still laughing.

"Sheesh Kiddo, it's 6am still, why are you up so early." my dad asked while rubbing his eyes.

"Helloooo, I just told you guys. It's my birthday!" I rolled my eyes at his comment. Was the man deaf? Or… wait. "Daddy, did you forget it was my birthday? What about you Mommy? Did you guys forget?" I lowered my head not wanting to meet their gazes.

"No of course not baby. Your daddy is just a tired old man and doesn't know what he's saying. How could we forget our big boy's birthday?" Mom answered quickly throwing a glare at my father.

"Of course I didn't forget!" Dad responded giving an apologetic look for the miscommunication. "I just wanted to know why you were up. I would think you would wanna sleep in for once since it's your big day."

"Nope! No sleeping in for me today. I wanna be awake as long as I can so I can celebrate- Is Cory still coming? I miss him so much. I can't wait for him to see me. I wanna show him my missing tooth!" I rambled as I smiled widely showing my missing front tooth.

My parents laughed and nodded. "Cory will be here soon enough, it's still super early. We have to decorate, get you dressed- we have to definitely find something to do with that hair of yours. What are you trying to go for kid? A lion?" Dad said ruffling my hair.

"ROARRRRRRR" I jumped up and pounded my chest with my fists.

"Lion/Gorilla hybrid? I can dig it." Dad laughed while getting out of bed and scooping me up in the process.

I laughed as he ran out the room with me, almost hitting my head on the door frame earning yet, another glare from my mother. We heard her mutter something along the lines of "animals." before we ended up the kitchen.

"So what'll it be today kid? Anything you want, you name it." Dad said as he started grabbing pots and pans to start breakfast.

"Hmm… Blueberry Pancakes!" I said reaching for the blueberries.

"You got it kid." Dad said as he started whisking together the ingredients. "So, your niece is coming. Do you remember her? I mean, you haven't seen her since your 6th birthday so I wasn't too sure."

"Yeah… Riley right? She was 3 then." I responded grabbing a seat.

"You got it. Well she's 5 now, and she's bringing a friend with her today." He told me.

"Cool! Does he like cars? What about video games? Do you think he'll wanna play with me?" I shot up from my stool.

"First of all, it's a she not a he. But who knows? Maybe she does." he said.

"Yeah right." I sighed. "What type of girl likes cars and video games. All they care about is makeup and stupid barbies."

"Hey, you don't know that. Not all girls like makeup and barbies. Some like big huge monster trucks and really cool video games." he tried to argue. "Her name is Maya."

"That's a dumb name." I muttered still annoyed at the fact that I would have another whiny little girl at my birthday party.

"Joshua Matthews. I heard that." he responded sternly. "Be nice. You never know, you might actually like this Maya."

"As if." I told him.

"Either way, she's a guest kiddo. So treat her with some respect okay?" he said.

"Whatever." I groaned.

"Josh." he pleaded.

"Okay, okay. I'll be nice to this "Maya" girl." I promised.

"Good." he smiled down at me. "Now come help your old man cook these pancakes."

I smiled and ran over to him. I grabbed the step-stool near the counter and stepped onto it. This was my big day. I was finally eight years old and I refused to let my niece's little friend "Maya" ruin it… and I just so happened to have a plan to make sure of it.

Welcome to my first ever Fanfic Story! Well, for starters, my name is Emily. As you can tell I ship Joshaya hardcore, and you'll also be seeing a bit of Rucas/Riarlie in this story depending on where I decide to take it. I'm looking into updating once or twice a week. I'm open to all ideas and thoughts so leave comments anywhere you'd like! This is just the intro to the story. I wanted you guys to get a feel of how I'm going to portray Josh. In this story, he is born in 1998 in order to be three years older than Maya who is born in 2001. I know he's supposed to be born in 1999 in bmw, but Girl Meets World messed up the aging so badly for some reason. If he was born in 1999 he wouldn't be three years older which the continuously say he is. (Btw, I'm also gonna be posting this story on Wattpad in case that's easier for any of you.)

But yeah, all rights go to girl meet world. The only thing I claim rights to is my storyline. :3

xx Emily