Riley's POV
I am so happy. Well I'm always happy, but today I'm especially happy, because yesterday was absolutely fantabulous! If yesterday was that good, something awesome must happen today! I can't help it, I just have to, "YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY!" I burst out, jumping out of bed. I'm still in my PJ's and I giggle running towards the bathroom. As I run the shower, I strip from the pink bunny shorts and tee that makes me the coolest kid in town, well Rileytown, I'm not sure the citizens of Mayaville would appreciate my choice in sleepwear. I literally take a flying leap into the shower and immediately gasp because I turned it to the cold water nob, but nothing can ruin my mood, so I just roll with it.
I sing to myself as the droplets of icy water fell like miniature diamonds from the shower-head, sluicing the sleep off me. I love it when it's a good day, everything that can possibly go wrong can always be turned into a positive outcome. I laugh and twirl out of the shower as I hurriedly dry my body with a fluffy towel and run into my room, dancing and spinning, until I go to dizzy and collapsed on the floor. That didn't faze me, I'm naturally a clutz. It's one of my many great qualities. I stuck my tongue out at my reflection in the mirror and shook off the tumble I just took, then continued dancing, right into my closet.
Why I might be so happy, you may ask? I'm going to leave that to your imagination but it has to do with chicken wings, whipped cream, Maya and Maya's family. I'm just so happy that Uncle Shawn proposed. Maya is happy, so I'm happy. I walked out of my closet, fully clothed to see Maya clambering into my bedroom via the bay window.
"Hey peaches." She called, with that wide loveable smile on her face.
"Maya." I stop and look her in the eyes.
"Yeah." She smirks.
"Whipped cream and chicken wings?" I continue
"Yeah!" she says louder.
"AWESOME LAST NIGHT!" I scream.
"YEAH!" She shouts back punching the air with her fist.
We stand by the bay window and took in each others outfit with nods of approval. Maya hadn't abandoned her love of black and ripped things since she started being Maya Hart – Hunter but she hadn't entirely given up on it, yet. She wore a light blue and white checkered gypsy shirt and black jeans with white boots and a black and blue Alice band in her, which was braided into a a fishtail braid.
I donned a white army jacket, with copper undertones on top of a red sleeveless tee and red Capri with knee high copper boots, topping it off with a waterfall braid and a white hair-clip.
"You look great." I said happily.
"Back at you." She replied, nodding her head in approval.
We both stepped back for a second, before flicking our hair, "Stop it." We purred in unison.
Then I realized something, "Wait, it's Saturday, we don't have school." I piped up.
"Yeah…" Maya looked down, there was something off about her aura. Do not judge me, if we can read each others minds, we can feel each other's positive and negative aura's,"We need to talk." She sat down abruptly and looked back up at me,"All of us do."
I simply nodded and retrieved my phone from my bedside table, it lay right beside a picture of all of us together. 'Seriously?' I thought,' the universe just had to put that there, right beside my phone.' I sighed and picked up the device, my fingers nudging the sparkly pink and purple sequined case on the back. I walked over to Maya, who just numbly stared at her fingers. I texted all of our friends, my fingers flying on the touchscreen pad. Sure enough in the span of ten minutes, Zay, Lucas, Farkle and Smackle were assembled in our famous bay window. It might have only been a sixth of an hour, but it felt like eternity as we all stared at her.
"So Maya." Said Lucas who sat beside me, lacing my fingers with his own and offering great comfort,"what did you need to tell us?"
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Lucas POV
We all lay in a shocked silence after Maya told us the big, horrible news.
"You're moving." Riley repeated, her voice cracking, her hand had slipped out of my grasp and she absentmindedly cracked her knuckles. She shakily stood and stared at Maya.
"Where, when and why." She whispered. We all looked at Maya, with the exception of me. Riley looked deathly pale and was shaking like a leaf blown about in the wind. I held fast to her hand but I doubt she noticed because she was gazing at Maya like she was the most precious gem on earth.
"In about two weeks, my dad got a promotion in his job and to Washington D.C." replied Maya, who was looking at Riley desperately.
"Go." Riley said simply, she hadn't stopped trembling and Maya looked at her in complete and utter shock.
"Wha.."
"Just go, please Maya, just… leave." Riley continued.
"Okay." Maya replied and clambered out the window.
"The rest of you go, except Lucas." Riley muttered.
They nodded and followed Maya's lead out the window. Once they had left, Riley exhaled loudly and sat down heavily. Then lay her head in my shoulder, her chocolate hair glinting in the early morning sun, showing the beautiful ombre undertones. I stroked it, letting her cry into my shoulder.
"It's O.K." I whispered into her ear, her skin smelled like honey and fresh strawberries and I inhaled the amazing scent. She sat up, staring at me with puffy red eyes 'Wow.' I thought, 'even after crying, she's still the most beautiful person on earth.'
"But what if it's not?" she asked, "what if it's not O.K. I can't live without Maya, we've been friends since the dawn of time." She laid her her head back on my shoulder, just gazing into empty space, her coffee – colored eyes riveted at something in the distance.
"What do I do Lucas?" She cried.
