SINCE, so many of you asked, I made this a two shot. It's probably not as good as the first part, but I guess I'll leave that for you guys to decide. Maya and Adam are too cute though :3. Hehe, well, enjoooy!

-Adam-

After I had told Maya about myself, I'd expected her to run away and never look back. I had grown to believe that no girl would want a guy who wasn't a guy physically. Maya's nonchalant reaction to the news, minus the initial shock, was just proof that my earlier thoughts about her had been true.

Maya was different.

We had exchanged numbers after we talked to each other at the Dot for hours; talking about everything and anything, there were no awkward silences or moments when one of us didn't have something to say. I walked her home when it got late, and from the moment her front door closed, placing a barrier between us, we hadn't stopped calling and texting each other. The conversation topics didn't stop flowing then, either.

It was two days later, Saturday, and she was getting dropped off at my house so we could go for a walk. I thought a walk sounded like a perfect time to finally ask her to be my girlfriend. I wasn't sure if I was rushing into things, but I didn't care. Being with her was something I wanted.

I could only hope that she wanted it, too.

When the doorbell rang, I was in my room. I tried to rush to the door before anyone else could answer it, but I failed. When I got downstairs, my mom was quizzing Maya and watching her carefully.

"Mom, I see you've met Maya," I said, walking up to the two and offering them both a warm smile.

"So I have, Katie's little sister," She looked at me and smiled, "lovely." She said, clearly trying not to cringe at the thought of Maya and me. I could tell that the idea of me dating still upset her a little, but she was trying to accept it. Plus, she had to think Maya was a good choice, after all, she was Maya.

I nodded, "We're really good friends. She's a musician, she plays cello," I told my mom, walking over to Maya's side.

"That's nice," my mom said to me then looked at Maya. "I'm sure you're great," she smiled forcedly.

I was beginning to feel uncomfortable, so I told my mom we had to leave before we were late, I'm not sure what we could have possibly been late for but, it was an excuse. I quickly guided Maya down the pathway to the side walk. She looked a little worried and didn't say anything at first, nervously holding her left arm with her right hand.

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow, "Everything okay?"

She nodded slightly then shrugged, "Does your mom not like me?"

"No, no, it's not like that, Maya. She's just taking a much longer time adjusting to who I am than everyone else," I sighed, "I promise she'll like you, just give her time!"

"Promise?" She smiled, offering me her pinky. It was something we had picked up that day at the Dot, every time something needed to be certain, it ended in a pinky-promise.

"I do," I smiled and wrapped my pinky around her tiny little finger.

She smiled and let go, "So, to the park?" She asked, I nodded in return, "Race ya!" She said, suddenly dashing away at full speed down the pavement.

"Hey!" I called out, laughing and causing her to turn around and stick her tongue out at me. I laughed more, then took off, chasing her down the street. She giggled and ran fast, but not fast enough, I caught up with her and playfully tackled her into the grass, holding her carefully and making sure I was the first to hit the ground, "Gotcha!" I smiled as she focused on what just happened.

She blushed when she realized that she was positioned on top of me, but she stuck out her tongue again and smiled before getting up,

"I let you catch me," She scrunched her face and reached out a hand to help me up.

I took her hand and stood up, "Why don't I believe that?"

She rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips, "Don't tell me you think guys are so much better than girls." She looked at me fiercely and I couldn't help but smile. She got so into everything, all her views, all her thoughts; she was amazing.

"Of course not," I told her, stepping closer to her and taking her hand.

"Fine," she smiled at me as we intertwined our fingers, "Want to swing?" She asked, not waiting for my answer before pulling me in the direction of the swing set.

We sat side-by-side on the swings, holding hands and swinging slowly. It felt nice and so right to be with her. We talked for a bit then she suddenly released my hand and kicked off the ground, swinging higher.

"I bet I can jump further than you," she looked at me, swinging higher.

"What do you want to bet?" I asked, kicking off the ground myself.

She scrunched her face up and continued swinging for a second, I watched her as she thought. She gave up and sighed, looking at me, "I don't know, what do you want to bet?"

I thought on my feet and smiled to myself as the next words come out of my mouth, "How about a kiss? Loser has to give the winner a kiss."

-Maya-

My mind went blank and my stomach dropped when the words came out of his mouth. A kiss? My first kiss. My heart raced and I swung faster, trying to focus on the wind in my face so I could work up the courage to speak. I managed to croak out a "Deal" as I kept swinging faster and focused on winning. What if I wasn't good at it? I never kissed anyone in my entire life. At least if I won, I wouldn't make a complete fool of myself. I squeezed my eyes tight and swung faster and higher.

"Whenever you're ready," Adam's voice sounded from my right, washing a bit of calm to wash through me. I looked over at him and saw that our swings lined up perfectly as we went back and forth, reaching the same height, and going at the same speed. I blushed, thinking back to elementary school, when people would say you were married to the person whose swing you matched perfectly.

I nodded and looked ahead, trying to push out of his rhythm, "1…2…3!" I yelled, jumping off the swing at the highest point, feeling as though I was flying for a brief second before I hit the ground. After I hit the ground, I stood up and turned around to see where Adam landed. My mouth dropped when I saw that he was barely two feet away from the swing set.

"You let me win!" I folded my arms and marched back to my swing.

He looked at me and raised his eyebrows, "You don't know that…" He said slowly.

"But you did!" I looked away angrily. "You scoundrel!" I yelled, backing up into the swing, leaning my back against it with my arms crossed right. Even though I wanted to win in the first place, I wanted to do it fair and square.

He slowly walked over to me, placing his hands on the chains that the swing hung from, "I'm sorry…" He sighed, "I just really wanted to do this," He told me, leaning in and gently pushing his lips into mine.

I immediately released the tension in my body, slowly unfolding my arms and wrapping them around his neck. I let my lips give way to his as an electric shock coursed through my body. He pulled away and smiled at me before kissing my forehead.

I felt like someone had just sent adrenaline through my veins. I couldn't help the smile that crept onto my face and felt like I could jump and land on the moon with the immense feelings building up inside of me.

"You're too beautiful. I love it when you smile," Adam said, slowly pushing a strand of hair from my face behind my ear.

"You're not so bad yourself," I told him, blushing deeply.

I began to wonder what my parents would think of this wonderful guy who was so good to me. I flashed back to the night before when I finally confessed my feelings to my sister, Katie.

…

Why so smiley, Maya?" Katie asked me when she caught me smiling at a text message.

"Nothing," I told her, blushing and trying not to smile brighter as I responded to the super-cute text message Adam had sent me.

"Liar. The only time I ever see you smile like that is when you're performing." She sat next to me on the couch and put her elbow on the back of it, resting her head on her hand to look at me closely, "Who is he?"

I cleared my throat and blushed harder. How was I supposed to tell her that I was falling, so fast and so hard, for Adam Torres, her boyfriend's younger brother?

"Just a friend," I told her, slowly sliding my phone back into my pocket.

"C'mon May, you can tell me. I won't tell mom or dad, or anyone if you don't want me to." She rested her free hand on top of mine, and looking at me carefully, smiling excitedly.

I sighed and spoke fast, trying to mumble it out without her hearing correctly, "It'sAdamTorres."

"Adam…Torres? As in Drew's brother?" She asked, raising her eyebrows at me.

I nodded.

"May, that's great! But do you, like, know about him?"

I nodded again, "He told me. I don't care. He's a great guy. And he's super nice to me."

"If that's how you feel, then that's wonderful. I'm glad you're happy," She smiled and squeezed my hand. Then, she got up and left the room, probably to call Drew and tell him the wonderful news…

…

Adam smiled at me and pecked me on the lips quick, breaking me out of my thoughts, "So, can this be official now?" He asked, tilting my head so I could look into his eyes.

"I would love that, Adam," I told him, smiling back and not giving a care in the world as to what everyone else thought. My parents didn't need to approve, his parents didn't need to approve, no one else had to approve besides me and him.

And we approved tenfold.

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