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"Hi Ethan. I had a really good time the other night. I don't know if you do that type of thing often, but I… well I just didn't want it to be a one night stand, so um… well today's the last day of me waiting, so if you want to say something, you could just text me. Or call. Or email. Or send a carrier pigeon. I don't really care. Um… bye." She spoke to his voicemail then hung up. She sighed then tapped her phone to her forehead as she thought. Maybe he should call him once more. Or was that too desperate? What if-

"Hey Maya, what are you waiting for?" cried Riley from the school steps. Maya gave a fake smile and followed her up the stairs. Maybe she had gotten her hopes up too high. Wouldn't be the first time. She linked arms with her best friend, trying to act like she wasn't dying inside.

"So, Lucas asked me to be his girlfriend!"

"Hmm? Oh, that's great."

"He said he didn't want to be with anyone else!"

"That's great."

"And then later we braided each other's hair and watched chick flicks."

"Fun."

"Maya! You're not even listening." Riley cried at her best friend. Maya sighed as they turned to enter Mr. Matthew's classroom.

"Sorry Riles, I just have a lot on my mind."

"What could be more important than Lucas and I finally getting together?"

"It's nothing. I'm happy for you."

"Are you sure?"

"Definitely. Took you kids long enough." Riley giggled as she took the seat in front of Lucas rather than where she usually sat. Maya smiled as she took Riley's usual seat instead.

"You disappeared on us yesterday Maya. What happened?" Farkle asked from behind. She turned and gave him a fake smile.

"Sorry, I just needed to get some air. I'm fine now."

"No, you're not." He shot back. She sighed, hating how observational Farkle was. He knew most of her secrets before she even had them.

"No, I'm not. But I'm getting there." He nodded slowly before turning back to the front. They waited there in silence until it became obvious that Mr. Matthews was late.

"Hey where's Matthews?" She asked looking around the room. Riley gave her a pointed look.

"Maya, you're not thinking of jumping on the desk, or doing something crazy, are you?" Maya gave her best friend an odd look, one Riley couldn't quite figure out.

"Nah, I don't really feel like it." The whole class gasped and stared at Maya.

"But Maya, that's who you are. The troublemaker, the crazy one! You do wacky, troublemaker things, then I clean them up for you. What's going on with you?" Maya sighed and dropped her head on her desk.

"I'm fine Riles. I'm just not up to it today." Maya mumbled, not looking up at her best friend. Riley stared at her best friend, not understanding what was wrong. She'd been acting strange since Friday when she'd snuck out.

"Maya-" Before she could finish her sentence, her father walked into the room, cringing slightly, as if waiting for something crazy to be going on. When he realised nothing was wrong he shot Maya a look, then his daughter one.

"Um… Sorry for being late class. I was busy showing a new student around. Ms. Hart, could you please pick your head up," he asked. Maya slowly lifted her head up and gave him a blank look surprising him, "Uh, alright then. Class, I liked you to give a warm welcome to-"

"Ethan?" Maya asked interrupting his speech. The boy had entered the room during his introduction and was currently smiling at Maya. The entire class glanced back and forth between the new boy and a shocked looking Maya.

"Um, yes. Do you two know each other?" Mr. Matthews inquired as he glanced at the two.

"You could say that." The boy replied grinning at Maya in a way that made Mr. Matthews slightly uncomfortable. He had always felt like Maya was another daughter and didn't like the way the boy was looking at her.

"Well, there's an available seat in the back of the room. Go on." The boy nodded at the teacher and began to head to his seat in the back, but not before stopping to whisper something in Maya's ear. He gave the boy an annoyed look, but tried his best to concentrate on the lesson at hand.

"So… the battle of Yorktown."


Maya stood by the side of the building, looking around, waiting for Ethan where he told her to meet him.

"Hey there gorgeous." Her head whipped around to see Ethan heading towards her. She crossed her arms and tried her best to keep the smile off her face.

"What are you doing here?"

"You remember how I told you that my parents were at a meeting?" She nodded, still a bit confused.

"Yeah, but what has that to do with what why you're here?"

"Well, they decided to transfer me to live with my aunt out here. Turns out they'd been planning it for a while. Took me by surprise. Actually, explains why they've been so perky lately. I expect they were just bursting with joy at the prospect of getting rid of me. I was going to call you, but I figured I'd surprise you instead. So...? Are you surprised?" He grinned. She looked at him with a bored expression for a bit before she broke out in a smile. She grabbed his jacket and dragged him towards her body.

"No shit Sherlock. Now kiss me." He smirked before giving her a bruising kiss. She smiled into the kiss but didn't stop. She moaned a bit when he began to kiss down her neck, sucking at her pulse point. She wanted to stay there forever but eventually had to push him away. She was out of breath and he was panting slightly.

"Why'd you stop?"

"Because lunch period is almost over and I have Spanish next period."

"So what? Skip it."

"Ugh…"

"C'mon Maya. Just this once. My aunt isn't home. She's a nurse. Doesn't get home til one in the morning. And we've got plenty we could do until one." He said, nuzzling her neck. She bit her lip weighing her choices. Sticking around for her easiest class or have amazing sex with her kind of boyfriend. The choice was simple.

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"Hey Farkle, is that Maya?" Asked Riley, spotting her best friend standing around by the side of the school building. She seemed to be looking for someone. She began to walk towards her when Farkle grabbed her arm to stop her. She turned to berate him when he pointed back to the scene.

"Look. Isn't that the new kid?" She whirled around to see Ethan approaching her best friend. Maya turned to face the boy with a serious look on her face, and they seemed be deep in conversation. When Maya grabbed his jacket and dragged him to herself she nearly walked over there, until they began to kiss. She stepped back out of view and looked at Farkle who had a similar shocked expression on his face.

"I'm not imagining things, am I? That really just happened." He nodded slowly.

"Riley. We should go back to lunch. Now. We have Spanish next. We could ask her what's going on there." She seemed dazed but agreed. She would definitely ask her what the heck was happening next period.

"Maya Hart? Maya?¿Dónde está la Señora Hart?" Asked Señora Feinstein-Chang, looking towards Riley for an answer. But Riley merely shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh, bueno, supongo que solo será marcada como ausente." She said, and continued with roll call. But Riley was nervous. Where was Maya? Surely she hadn't skipped? Who was she kidding? That was classic Maya. But she hadn't done that in so long. Where on Earth could she be?

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"That was amazing." Maya panted, turning over to look at her bed partner. He smirked at her expression, happy that he managed to make her feel like that.

"What can I say? Practice makes perfect. Cigarette?" He asked passing her the one he'd already been smoking. She smiled and took a long drag before passing it back.

"How did you do that thing with your tongue?" He laughed at the wonder in her voice.

"Oh Maya, I haven't even showed you a quarter of what I can do in bed." She smiled at him and rolled over so she was on top.

"Well then show me. Ready for round two?" He quickly snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray and grabbed a new condom.

"I'm always ready." She laughed as she prepared for another round of amazing sex.

A/N- Sooo, yeah. Sexy times have happened. Also, I apologise for the rough translation, if it's bad blame Google Translate. So, what will happen next? You'll have to keep reading to find out hehe.

Translation- Where is Miss Hart? Oh, well, I guess she'll just be marked absent.