title- how to be a heartbreaker

pairing- lucaya

summary- 'rule number two, just don't get attached to somebody you could lose' / maya hart doesn't do relationships. that is, until she meets a certain huckleberry from texas / lucaya

inspired by: how to be a heartbreaker by marina and the diamonds

rating: t (mild swearing + suggestive adult themes)

pov- maya


If there's one thing I've learned in life, it's that no romantic relationships ever last. No one can fully commit to someone else in a relationship and someone always ends up getting hurt in the end. I've seen it my whole life. My dad left my mom when I was seven. My best friend's first boyfriend cheated on her after being together for two years. Relationships aren't worth the heartbreak that come with them. So I've sworn off all romantic relationships. No dates or anniversaries or weddings in my future.

But, that doesn't mean I can't have fun.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

I walked down the halls of John Quincy Adams High, my skirt a little higher then it should be and my heels a little over five inches high. All the guys turned and stared as I strut pass them. It doesn't faze me. I've slept with over half the guys that attend this school and all the other guys want to do the same. Before you start calling me a slut, let me clarify something. I don't give a flying shit what you think of me. I've heard girls whispering about how I get around and I just don't care.

I like the way I live. I don't have to deal with heartbreak that comes with dating. I just get the guy and one fun night. Most guys know this coming in and aren't fazed when I kick them out after I've had my way with them or when I don't ever call again. The ones that do care, well, it's there fault.

The way I see it, guys are wild animals. They can't be tamed, at least not for long. You may be able to tie them down for a little while, but eventually, their primal instincts take over and they're off, breaking your heart in the process. Like all animals, they need to eat and us girls are their prey. As long as they get their fix, they could care less about the girls. How do I deal with their primal instincts? I make them my prey. I tease and seduce them, having them begging for a night in bed with me. This way, I have total control over the situation.

So what if some guys leave with their hearts broken? Better them than me.

"Good morning Maya," Riley said, walking up to me. Riley was my best friend and one of the only girls in school who didn't hate me/was jealous of me. She's known me since we were kids and she doesn't care about the way I treat guys, even though she doesn't live the same way.

"Morning Riles," I greeted, arriving at my locker. I open it up, not even glancing at books inside. I grabbed my makeup bag from the shelf, looking at the mirror on my locker door. My makeup looks good overall, but a little more lipstick never hurt anyone. I pulled out my favorite color, a pink coral color with the name heartbreaker. I think it suits me. Once I'm finished, I closed my locker and turned to Riley, who was staring at a boy across the hall, Farkle I think his name is.

"Try not to drool so much Riley," I said, a smirk on my face. Riley had been crushing on this kid for forever, however, she had yet to make a move, claiming they were 'just friends'.

"I'm not drooling Maya," Riley said, before whispering, "I'm not right?"

"Nah, your good," I said back, walking to our next class. "If you like him so much, you could try this thing called flirting."

"I'm not good at flirting Maya, not like you are."

"I don't flirt Riley. I seduce. There's a difference."

"Um, hi Maya," a voice said from behind us, causing the both Riley and I to turn around. Behind us stood Eddy, a boy I had met at a party the night before. We both had some drinks and I seduced him a bit, the two of us ending up in the guest bedroom. He was okay, not the best, but still pretty fun.

"Hi Eddy, can I help you?" I asked, my right hand going to my hip.

"I just wanted to tell you I had a great time last night and I'd really to do it again sometime, maybe a real date this time?" Eddy said, a small smile on his face.

"Aw, that's sweet Eddy," I said, my smile turning into a smirk, "But no thanks."

"What? I thought you had a good time?"

"Sure, it was alright. But I don't do seconds."

"What does that mean?"

"It's like seeing a movie," I said, "It's great the first time and you can really enjoy yourself. But every time you see that movie after that, it's not the same. The passion and fun that was their the first time is gone."

"I don't think I understand..."

"I'm not having sex with you again Eddy. I only do a guy once and that's it. Bye Eddy," I said, turning around and continuing my walk to my next class, Riley right behind me.

"You could have let him down a bit gentler peaches," Riley said, always thinking of the feelings of others.

"Guys don't get gentle Riley or they keep crawling back," I replied, "Now come on, I can't be late for class again or I'll get suspended."

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"Class, today we'll be discussing the Civil War," Mr. Matthews said, writing on the chalk board. I quickly tune him out, not needing the information he's spouting. It's history, it's been the same forever. Plus, it's extremely boring. Ugh, anything would be more interesting than this.

"Uh, excuse me sir," a voice said. I looked up from my doodling to see a very handsome guy enter the room. I've never seen him before, he must be new. He has light brown hair, that's styled in a way that's messy but not super messy. It's the good kind of messy. He has light green eyes and they sparkle. He's tall, which always a bonus and he's wearing a tight shirt, allowing me to catch a preview of his abs. Damn, he's good looking.

"Can I help you?" Mr. Matthews asked.

"I'm Lucas Friar sir, I just moved here from Texas," Lucas said back. He seemed like a goody two shoes, but there's always more to someone than a first impression. I'll have to keep my eyes on him.

"Welcome to New York then Mr. Friar, please, take a seat," Mr. Matthews said.

Once again, I zoned out the lesson. I had more important things to think about. Free period was coming up and I hadn't picked a guy to spend it with yet. Hmm, who to choose. I looked around the room, making eye contact with Jason, the captain of the lacrosse team or something like that. He would work. Smirking, I stood up and walked over to the pencil sharpener that was located near him. Once I was closer, I could see his eyes wander over my body. When I was standing beside him, I 'accidently' dropped my pencil. I bent over to pick it up, giving him the view all guys want.

"Like what you see?" I whispered, standing back up. He nodded. "Meet me in the janitors closet during free period then." He nodded again and I walked back to my desk. After twenty minutes, the bell rang and free period began. I looked back at Jason, a smirk on my face, and winked. I walked out of the room, going to the janitors closet. I made sure no one was watching and slipped in. A few seconds later, Jason walked in.

"We have forty five minutes, you better make them count," I said before flipping the light switch.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"That was amazing. All the other guys are right, you are the best," Jason said, slipping his shirt back over his head.

"I know, but you know the rules; one time only," I replied, slipping on my heels. I switched the light back on and gave Jason a smile. "Just so you know, you were pretty good too." Suddenly, the bell rang.

"Shit! I can't be late again!" I exclaimed, ripping the door opening and racing down the hall. Maybe I could slip in and Mrs. Kravis wouldn't notice. I can't get suspended, not again. I turned the corner and ran straight into another person, causing me to fall to the ground. "Seriously? I'm late as it is!"

"Sorry, here, let me help you up," the voice of the person who hit me said. I looked up and saw Lucas from Texas standing in front of me, holding out his head. I pushed it away, standing up on my own.

"Yeah, you should be sorry," I said, pushing his to the side before continuing my run to math. I opened the back door and tried to slip in, but no use. Mrs. Kravis saw me right away and gave me a glare.

"Ms. Hart, this is the 15th time you've been late this semester. I'm afraid I have no choice but to suspend you..."

"Actually mam, Maya was just helping me. I'm new and she was helping me find my way around. It's completely my fault," Lucas said, walking in behind me. Why is he lying for me? Guys only help girls when they want something.

"Well, I guess I'll let you off with a warning then Ms. Hart. Both of you, take your seats please."

As soon as class ends, I quickly made my way out of class. I don't want to see Lucas, especially after what he did for me. He probably wants something, that's the only reason guys ever do something nice for a girl. Well, if he wanted me, he'd have to wait till I wanted him. I have control, not him.

"Maya, wait up!" Lucas shouted, running up to me.

"What do you want huckleberry? Make it quick," I said, the nickname just slipping out without my even thinking.

"Huckleberry?"

"I'm walking away now."

"Wait, I just wanted to talk to you."

"Why?"

"Well, you seem like a nice girl. Maybe you'd like to go out sometimes?"

"Look, I know you're new here, so I'm gonna let you in on a little not-so-secret," I said, a smirk on my face, "I don't do dates. I don't do the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing. I don't do romantic relationships, got it?"

"What? Everyone gets into a romantic relationship once in there life."

"Well not me, so move along cowboy," I said, walking away.

"One date?"

"Not a chance."

"You know, I could just go tell Mrs. Kravis that I lied about you helping me," Lucas said, causing me to stop in my tracks and turn around.

"You wouldn't," I said, fire in my eyes.

"Go on a date with me and she'll never know," Lucas said, sounding pretty pleased with himself.

"Ugh, fine, one date and that's it," I said, "I'll meet you at Topanga's at 6 tonight. If you're not their by 6:01, I'm leaving, got it?"

"Sounds great to me. I'll see you tonight," Lucas said, smiling at me before walking away.

This huckleberry will be the death of me, I know it.


this story will probably have three parts, so stay tuned for the next one.