disclaimer, I do not own girl meets world. And although it has been awhile since I've updated this, I'll try my best to add another chapter as soon as possible...
Maya POV
"Well, here we are!" Mr Matthews declared as we started getting out of the car.
The trip wasn't so bad, it was him singing to every song he knew on the radio that sucked. As I looked around the big old house that Matthews used to call home I could see why he loved it so much. The old wooden fence, the nice peaceful street, the old tree house in the back that's been repaired over the years. Mom once thought about moving to a place like this, I wonder if she still does? Anyways, it doesn't take long before we're inside being greeted by Riley's grandparents.
"It is so good to see you again Maya." Said Grandma Amy
"Good to see you too" I replied out of respect. Although I am glad to see them again, in truth my mind was still on the phone call I was expecting about the demo.
"You know Maya" grandpa Allen chimed in "we got some paint stuff in the backyard if you want?"
"Really?" I asked
"Yeah absolutely" he continued "Riley said you were into painting so we figured why not make you at home?"
"Thanks"
"Anytime sweetie" Amy added "just don't too much of a mess."
"Don't worry, I won't." I said, it's nice of them to make me feel more comfortable. Although that doesn't mean I'm not waiting for that call though...
Three hours later...
Topanga POV
All these years, this house still means something to me. I know I never lived here but Cory did and that's what makes it special. I'm waiting in the kitchen for Cory and Allen to return from the store with dinner when Maya comes walking through with a concerned look on her face.
"Maya?" I said as she stopped at the back door as she turned around to face me.
"Yes?" She responded
"Are you okay?" I asked as I took a step forward to come closer to her
"Yeah" She replied as she took her hand off the doorknob to step forward. "Just wanted to work on a panting that's all."
"Are you sure?" I asked again "you seem like you're in your own world right now?"
She seemed, hesitant to reply
"Maybe a little bit. Uhh, I just... have something on my mind that's all." She answered
"Do you wanna talk about it?"
"Um not really, but thanks for asking Topanga." Maya said as she went for the door again and went outside.
Yeah, she's hiding something. But what?
"Hey we're back!" Said Allen as he and Cory came through the front door. "And we brought someone extra."
Someone extra? That could only mean one thing as I went over to the living room. And it looks like Auggie got the same idea as he was already running up to him.
"Uncle Josh!" Auggie yelled as he got picked up by Josh for a hug.
"Hey Auggie, you missed me?" Asked Josh
"Well, obviously." Replied Auggie
"It's good to see you again Josh." I said
"It's good to see you too Topanga." He replied as he came in for a hug
"Could I maybe speak to you about something for a minute?" I asked
"Yeah sure, what's up?"
We walked over to the stairs in the kitchen for a little privacy
"So, Maya came along with us."
"Oh, is, is she okay?"
"I'm not sure. I asked earlier but all I got from her was that she was just thinking about something."
"Did she say what it was?"
"No, but from the way she responded, this isn't just something you talk about. I was maybe wondering if you could talk to her?"
"Ok, but why me?"
"Well if you haven't noticed, she kinda trusts you."
"Really?"
"Yeah, remember back when they want out to that college party you were at. You brought them home, and that means a lot to her. And I think part of the reason she came was because you would be here."
"Well, I guess I could, but I'm not sure how much I'll get from her."
"That's all I'm asking for, she outside painting so when you get unpacked, you should go see her."
Josh POV
"Yeah absolutely" I replied to her
"OK, great. See you in a bit." Said Topanga before heading to talk to my brother Cory.
'Is Maya really okay?' I thought to myself 'It's not like her to be distracted by something. Least that I know of.' I know I may not be always there to see what's going on but... from what I know about her if she's hiding something she's good at keeping it hidden. So if it seems like she's hiding something, then that's definitely out of the ordinary. I quickly put my stuff in my room and was on my way downstairs to see her when I was stopped.
"Hey Josh."
"Hey Riley what's up?" I asked because I said hi to her when I first came up
"Not much, have you seen Maya?" She asked
"I think your mom said that she's outside painting."
"Oh that makes sense, once she starts she doesn't really stop until it's finished."
"Yeah, I guess that makes sense."
"Yeah it does, anyway thanks for letting me know and if you want to talk to her I'm sure she'll appreciate that. I'm pretty sure part of the reason she came was because she knew you would be here."
"Yes, so I'm told." I said as I started back down the stairs.
I was about to go out and see her when I thought to myself 'what exactly am I gonna say?' It's not like I can just straight up say somethings on your mind. That might be too rude. "Sigh" guess I'll have to just say it gently...
I opened the door and looked over to the patio only to see that Maya had looked up to see who came outside, so we were looking at each other for one, brief moment.
"Hi" I said to break the silence
"Hi"
"How are you?" I asked as I walked towards her
"Pretty good I guess." She answered as started to get back to her painting
"So... what are you working on?" I said trying to break the ice
"Not fully sure yet. It looks like the street that I live on, but lighter and more alive."
I went behind her to see what she was painting and it did kinda look like a street in New York City only, not at the same time.
"Looks pretty good so far." I said trying to sound nice
"Good wording uncle boing." She replied knowing what I was trying to do "but it's not done yet so don't be too modest."
"I wasn't trying to be modest, I just thought it looked good so far."
"Yeah, but I wouldn't quite say it belongs in a museum you know?"
We sorta had a awkward silence after that. She went back to working on her painting, and I sat down on the bench set out. After about maybe five minutes of me watching her, Maya finally broke the silence.
"Alright, spit it out."
"Spit what out Maya"
She stopped to turn to face me "You know what, whatever it is you came out here to say. You haven't exactly hanged out with me without Riley or someone else being there as well."
"What if I wanted to hang out with just you for a change?"
"Then bad timing because I'm pretty sure I know why you're here, so either you tell me what you came out here for or I go in there and tell everybody that you were checking me out."
"What?! I would never do that!"
"I know, and yet here you are sitting behind me with a perfect view of my-"
"Okay I get the point."
"Good, so why are you out here?"
Well here goes nothing... "Topanga told me that you seemed... distracted."
"... of course she did." She said putting down her paint brush. "And you care because?"
"... because that usually means that somethings bothering someone, and right now that someone, is you. So, what exactly is going on?"
She seemed, hesitant, to say why. But then she responded "promise not to tell anyone?"
I guess it's important, "sure, no one needs to know."
She nodded her head in agreement before she got the courage to say what was on her mind
"I got offered this big opportunity, I've been... waiting for a call to find out when I'm gonna try out. It's supposed to come any day now, so I'm a little distracted because it could literally come any minute."
"Oh... so... this is a big secret because?"
" 'Sigh' Because I don't want everyone to get there hopes up for me if I don't make it. Yes, I know it's better to have people rooting for you if you do something big, but that just means I'm dragging everyone else down with me if I fail. So unless I get my chance... I'm not telling anyone."
"But you told me didn't you?"
"You're different."
"How so?"
"Look you're a good guy and Riley is really lucky to have you for an uncle. And if I seem distant like you said, it's probably best to let someone in to ease my mind. And your someone I can trust."
Somehow I feel flattered that she said that
"Well, thank you, for letting me know." I said trying to be nice
"You're welcome." She said trying to figure out what I meant by that in her head, at least that's what I think is going through her head.
"And don't worry. I'll make sure your secrets safe."
"Thanks Josh."
"You're welcome. I'm pretty sure dinner is in a few minutes, you wanna come in?"
"Yeah sure, let me just add a few more touches to my painting and I'll be there in a minute."
"Ok, I'll let them know." I said as I started going back in.
I was about to open the door to get in when I suddenly realized something.
"Wait Maya." I said as I turned to look at her. "Did you just call me Josh?"
She just looked at me and said "Did you prefer uncle boing?"
"No I just... don't think you've called me Josh in awhile now."
"Maybe I'm just changing."
"Maybe you are." I said as I went inside
'Maybe you are?' What kind of response is that!
"Hey" Said Topanga as she came over to see me. "Did she tell you anything?"
"She did." I answered "But she asked if I could keep it a secret."
"Oh, okay." She responded, feeling a little disappointed that she didn't get quite find out what was going on.
"But she also said that when she's ready to talk about it with everyone, she will." I said, sorta half lying about it. She didn't technically say she would tell everyone, but she kinda implied it so I figured, I'd just say that.
"Well, as long as she's okay, I guess that's fine with me."
"Well I'm glad Maya has your blessing." I said sarcastically
Maya POV
'Maybe I'm just changing?' What kind of answer is that! At least it wasn't as bad as what Josh said, he tries to hard to be a nice person to me that it's kinda adorable to see him mess up from time to time. I guess I could finish my painting later, I am gonna be here for a few days anyways. As I was putting the paint brushes away in the case I heard the door open.
"You don't have to come out here uncle boing I'm already on my way in."
"Actually" the voice startled me since it came from behind me. And since I was facing the house, you can kinda see why. "I do believe that uncle boing, prefers the name Josh."
I turned to face an old man who was apparently going through the gate between his house and this house. Then I remembered who the guy was.
"Oh it's you. Mr. ... Fenney right?"
"Yes, and remind me of your name again." Said Fenney as he closed the gate behind him.
"Maya Hart."
"Well then Miss Hart, you should know that Josh has told me about your little nickname for him and although he finds it a tad annoying, he's said he goes along with it because it makes you happy."
"Really?"
"Yes. See, the young Mr. Matthews finds that when people seem hurt, he has to make sure there OK. Same goes to people in his life, he's so concerned with how people are that if they do something that makes them happy, he feels obligated to let or help them do those things."
"So he let's me call him uncle boing?"
"Yes, just as much as Allen and Amy let Mr. Matthews use his nickname for everything."
"Wait, what do you mean nickname?"
"Well I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you about your teacher's secret if you explain to me yours?"
"How do you know about that?"
"I know everything Miss Hart. How do you think I know Mr. Matthews real name?"
"Wait his name isn't Cory?"
"As a matter of fact, other than me, his parents, and his brothers and sister, no one knows that Cory is actually short... for Cornelius."
I couldn't help but giggle when I heard that.
"So wait, not even Topanga knows about it?"
"Nope, and I suggest you keep it a secret as well."
"Ok, as long as you keep my secret safe as well."
"I assume it's the same secret you told Josh? Or did you not quite say what it was?"
"I...sorta only told him part of it."
"And what exactly did you leave out?"
"... 'Sigh'... Why do I feel like telling you this?"
"Well, I am someone a lot of people seem to go to for help."
"... alright" I said after judged whether or not to tell him "I was offered a deal to make a music album. But before I do that I need to make a demo track to see if they want to sign me on. The call for me to come in to make it could happen anytime now."
"But that's not what's bothering you is it?"
"... I'm not telling them about it until I find out if I got signed on. But when that time comes, I don't know if I want to tell them. I don't know why I just... I don't know if it's the best choice to tell them. What do I do?"
"Well..." he started "... if you choose not to tell them about it. Then I suggest you find one or two people you can trust to let them in on your secret so you have someone to talk to. But if you do tell everyone. Then I suggest that you do so soon. Otherwise, it'll be harder for you to in the future."
"... huh... now I know why people come to you for advice."
"Well I, hope that helps, now I'm gonna be joining you and the Matthews for dinner tonight so I'll see you inside." Said Fenney as he started to go in. "Oh and Maya, I hope you make what you feel like the best decision."
"Thanks Mr. Fenney." I said as he went in.
Ring
What was that?
Ring
Is it possible?
Ring
I pull out my phone...
Ring
This was it
Ri-
Hello?
Hi, it's Miss. Potts. Do you have a moment?
Uh, yes yes I do.
Good, I just wanted you to know that we're ready for you to come in now.
I was kinda expecting that
Course you were, when can you come to the studio?
..um maybe Sunday morning I think
Wonderful miss Hart, I'll let them you'll be there. I do have to let you know that my boss wants you to do a few things before you come in.
Alright, what are they?
Well, first thing we need you to do is to figure out what kind of music do you want to perform. You know what style of music you'll be singing.
Ok, what else?
Well, we'll most likely have you preform an already popular song for your demo, but we were hoping that you could give us an original song for you to perform. A lot of artists make their own songs.
I guess I could try it out. Anything else?
Well if your gonna keep your real name a secret. I suggest you figure out an idea for an outfit you want to wear. You know like Hannah Montana. But maybe not just a wig.
Got it, style, song, outfit. Anything else?
Nope, just be at the studio at 10:00 A.M. on Sunday.
Great, I'll see you then.
Okay, bye Maya...
That was it... I no longer have to worry about the phone call. All I have to do now is work on a song I want to preform. I head inside to join everyone for dinner. And even though I'm no longer worried, I just have one question. How do I write a song?...
Will Maya come up with a song? Will she decide to tell everyone about the deal or not? Leave a review if you want, and find out in the next chapter!
