Hey guys, based off of the four reviews I'm really glad y'all like it. For those guests that I couldn't reply to-
Unicorn (Guest)-Rooting for lucaya as always. But i like reading joshaya fics as long as lucaya 's endgame. What is your endgame?
I know, not many came to root for Lucaya, and unfortunately I can't reveal the endgame, or it wouldn't be an endgame. :)
Guest- Great beginning! I love the way you wrote josh and maya, funny with a side of flirting. Rooting for josh and maya all the way.
Aww, thanks so much, I'm glad you liked the beginning, and I try to make a flirty vibe with all three of them, and you'll see who she chooses later in the story. :)
Let's get into it! This one is gonna be a two parter.
Maya's POV
My heart raced, I paced back and forth, the gallery awaiting to open and yet I already managed to not grab the glasses of champagne. Brandon's combat boots clicked around, adjusting this and that, obviously trying to do something to keep im occupied. The rests of the artists were in the back, but since we are featured, there we are, front and center.
"Hart, calm yourself, you look fantastic, we both do, and just focus on not throwing up. I already knocked down a vase, on my way here, and I swear, that was some sign. But if I flop and fall on my face, don't worry about me. Your piece is amazing." he smiled tightly, trying to encourage me, it wasn't doing anything, my nerves were still high and jumpy.
Bud, the owner, stood in front of the door, tapping his shoe. "Alright people, tonight there will be many famous buyers on the lookout for multiple pieces of work to talk home. When I open this door not many are going to flood in, the good ones come in fashionably late. I highly suggest you explain what the painting represents before selling. People like a good story."
He turned around and unlocked the door, a small crowd walking in, all standing in stature poise.
Brandon turned to me and mouthed the words good luck. I smiled reassuringly, attempting to calm down.
Zay, Riley and Farkle rushed in. Riles and Farkle though were holding hands.
I always liked them together, we all knew that she would be with him. The day they first went out was because she asked him out by taping the periodic table elements to his backpack and leaving a pair of safety goggles with a note attached that read 'If you're going to be with me, you better be prepared because it's gonna be better than any experiment you've made.'
Riley grabbed my arm, goofing off. "Are you thinking about us?" she laughed
"Why would you think that?" I said
"You always stare straight ahead when you think about me and Farkle, and you end up smiling. I know you, Peaches." she grinned
"Congrats Maya." Farkle hugged me. And then the two walked off to check out Brandon's art.
"I love being a third wheel around here." Zay Sighed, smiling. "I'm so proud of you Maya, though."
I'm not gonna lie, seeing a bouquet of daisies in an art gallery wouldn't shock me. But when I see the person behind the flowers, I couldn't help but grin.
"Excuse me, have you seen Miss. Hart around here?" he said
"Now, I would play along, but I can't stop staring at those beauties." I laughed
"Good, cause they're for you." Josh said
"I'm glad you made it." I sighed
"Wow, Maya, you look great." he smiled that thousand-watt smile.
I looked down at the "surprise outfit" Riley picked out for me, a tight, black lace dress.
"Yeah right, this dress is practically choking me, it's so close to me actually exposing my underwear." I said.
He laughed and looked behind him with a hopeful grin then stepped aside.
A woman wearing almost Harry Potter glasses and a dress that looked like a fucking straightjacket, around her 30s She looked closely at my painting.
"Hello. I'm Anita Grey, Bud suggested I check your work out, sida that it was gonna be worth it. Hm, an impression art. Classic. Put me into detail here, Hart." she said, low, but firm
"Well, here you can see that there is a girl staring beyond to an endless crowd." I tried to keep my voice steady.
"Tell me. Why is the crowd purple, but the boy is painted blue?"
"I rarely do impression art, but it's called impression art for a reason, right? So, I put it into the girl's perspective. Anyone can be anyone. But the boy, is someone that she will remember." I smiled attempting to play it cool.
She gave me a quick hug and put a yellow piece of paper under the painting.
I covered my mouth a smile devouring me.
Josh stepped back in. "You seem like you won some game show, Maya. What's the yellow mean?"
"She just put the offer of 2,500 dollars on my painting! Oh my god." I shrieked flapping my arms around myself.
A stomp of wet sneakers ran into the gallery.
I look past Josh and there he was, a strong, tall, and Texan figure stood, dripping with rain water.
Ok, that was part 1 of chapter 2! Sorry I didn't update for a while. I had finals and I didn't study well, plus it was my birthday April 25th, so I had a crappy week. But I hope you liked it. The first part of this was more about Josh, but wait until you read part 2. I got some things planned. I really hope you liked it. Even though it was my birthday, it was sucky, but I love writing, so it was a cheer up.
Wishing you a wonderous day,
Katie :)