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Zay had never seen Farkle so outraged by something before, standing facing the bigger, stronger male, infuriated by the words Zay had said on Lucas's behalf 'blonde beauty'. No one had expected Farkle to get angry over it, least of all Maya. Yet, he had. Standing up and lecturing lucas "that's the nickname you pick?, in all the words available to you in the English language, you pick ones to credit her appearance, I expected something less shallow. It's an insult, you could use the endearment to credit any aspect of her personality, yet you choose her looks, which despite being ravishing, pale to her, don't even compare to who she is...I never thought you so shallow, Lucas" his hands were balled, and everyone held their breath, just waiting for the country boys response. Watching as Lucas stood, his words challenging "well then what's yours?" Farkle didn't even blink, answering in a tone far too rational to not sound scary "Princess Picasso" Lucas smirked, and even Riley looked confused at the chosen nickname. Zay continued watching Maya, and he suspected that she understood the nickname where no one else did...at least, if that small little smile was anything to go by.
Crossing his arms Lucas further questioned a very calm Farkle "explain?" Lucas's tone was calm, handling the angry Farkle easily. Unperturbed by the sudden explosive words that the tiny two words had picked- Lucas hadn't exactly expected Zay to say them-, it didn't make them less true though-'blonde beauty' it was a compliment, at least...everyone else had thought it was. apparently everyone but Farkle, and by the sarcastic roll of his normally sweet blue eyes, a sign that the nickname should be completely explanatory...and it was, to him, and Maya.
Huffing he started his passionately patronising spiel, mixed with condescension and oozing confidence as he crossed his arms and leant back, a smirk to rival even Lucas's slipping onto his delicate features. "Easy. Maya is a princess, she's smart and brave, she commands respect, and will cut you down if you don't. She doesn't take orders from anyone, and won't settle for less than she deserves- but she's still gentle, she won't hurt a fly unless she's hurt first. She keeps a brave face even in disaster, she is kind, and funny, and loyal...the only thing she doesn't have is the crown, which is good, cause it would just get in her way. She's also like Picasso, you have to look a little closer to see the really small details, she isn't easy, and she isn't obvious- if you want her in your life- you have to work for her- she's something that not a lot of people understand, but once you do, she's easy to love. I chose a nickname for her, not her body."
Then he just stormed out, muttering about dunderheads and complete bloody twats. The bell on the door tinkled merrily into the silence as he left, whilst the remaining group were left in silence. The shocked kind from Lucas and Riley, proud and amused from Zay...and absolutely stunned from Maya. Not the small sunprised 'oh' when Maya heard the blonde beauty nickname, but a deep seated, unable to process, world imploding stunned. Four words from Farkles crazy diatribe spinning in her head like hyper angry hornets 'she's easy to love'...four words forming a question in response- did Farkle love her? Maya knew he did, he loved them all...but did he love her?