Day 6

Beep, Beep, Beep!

Maya jolted awake at the sound of her phone. A strange chill traveled up her spine and a breeze smacked her in the face. She curled up tighter in her laying position, remembering where she was. Yesterday she had ran anywhere that could get her as far away from Miles as possible. Maya decided she didn't want to return to the carriage and face Miles just yet, so she had made a quick sleeping arrangement with a bench.

All day yesterday, Maya racked her brain for a good enough excuse to be mad at Miles. She was the one who played Miles, not the other way around. It was also Miles desicion to choose who he likes or dates, so Maya had no right to fuss over that. By the end of the day, she couldn't find a decent excuse.

But Maya did find one theory for her fury: jelousy. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she had to stop denying her liking towards Miles. He was the whole package. He had the looks, the style, the talent, and not to mention, the money. Though Miles was a very wealthy man, Maya didn't care about it. She would take him if he was poor or rich.

His personality was unmatched to anyone Maya met. He could be nice, then become a beast. He just has good days and bad days. Miles had the most incredible bad boy personality that she can't stand, but finds it amusing at times. Miles was Maya's new found happiness. Although he was a jerk most of the time, she couldn't help but fall almost in love with him.

Maya pulled out her phone. It was 7:55am and Tristan decided to text her three times and called her twice. His texts mostly read: Where are you? or Why did you leave? Maya sat up and dialed his number. He picked up on the first ring.

"Maya! Thank god you called! I thought you would never pick up. Are you ok?" Tristan said urgently.

"Yes, I am totally fine Tris."

"Wild dogs didn't eat you, did they?"

Maya rolled her eyes, "And how would I be still talking to you right now if there were?"

"Never mind then. Anyway, where are you?" He asked.

"Umm," Maya looked around at her surroundings. Nothing stood out to her. She hasn't been in this part of Paris. "I don't know."

Tristan groaned through the phone, "Are you serious Maya? You were walking alone through Paris and you didn't have the sense to remember where you were going?"

"Sorry! My mind was on other things."

"What other things?" He asked curiously.

"Miles Hollingsworth." Maya said in annoyance.

"OMG! DEETS NOW!" Tristan screetched, causing her to remove the phone from her ear.

"There's not much to say. Miles and Zoe are now a couple."

"No dur. Miles and Zoe were totes making out on the bus. Nothing unusual, but I had a feeling they were official." Tristan said. "But how does that relate to you?"

Maya sighed. She was about to spill the beans to Tristan about her crush on Miles. "Well, they were the reason I left. I couldn't stand to watch them googly eye eachother everywhere I roam."

"Ooh, someone's jellie." He said in a toddlers voice. "You soo have a crush on Miles."

She sighed again, "I know I do. But you like him too and that's why I will never date him."

"Maya! I gave you my blessing to date him! Why haven't you used the oppertunity to do anything about it?" Tristan pressed.

"Well, he was almost a thing with Zoe and I couldn't get over what he did to you. "

"Uggh! Maya, you are something else."

Maya smiled a little, "Ya, plus he's officialy with Zoe now, so there's nothing I can do to get him back."

"No! I will not except defeat! You are going to steal Miles from Zoe if you like it or nah." Tristan ordered.

"Tris, just give it up!"

"No. I have seen the way Miles looks at you. Plus add what he did to you yesterday there is no way he will be able to stay away from you if you..." He trailed off all of the sudden.

"What? What do I need to do to get Miles back?" Maya asked curiously.

"I can only tell you if you come back to the hotel."

Maya groaned, "I would if I could. But I have no clue where I am or how to get back to the hotel."

"Umm, hello. You have siri. Ask your damn phone!" Tristan said matter of factly.

Maya's mouth opened slightly in dumbness, "Oh ya! Thanks Tris. I'll see you later."

And with that, she hung up.

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Siri was very helpful to Maya. It took only a few blocks to have Maya's memory jogged and realize where she was. Once she reached her hotel, she gave her phone a big fat kiss, which earned some strange stares from passerbyers.

The first thing Maya saw when she walked in the hotel was none other than the couple of the year: Zoe and Miles. Of course they were sucking face in public, not caring about what other people think of them.

But Maya had a strong opinion about this public display of affection. She was infuriated that those two had the nerve to make out in front of the whole population surrounding them, including herself. Then again, they were a couple and they did have the right to show their affection for each other. Maya really hoped that whatever Tristan had in store for her would work.

As Maya walked by the couple, she 'accedentily' bumped into Miles, who was in front of Zoe, trapping her against a wall.

"Oops!" Maya sarcastically said before running off to find Tristan.

Maya turned a few corners and found Tristan hanging out in the lounge, along with Winston. Winston was still playing video games on his phone while Tristan was reading a gossip magazine.

"Hey." Maya said to the two.

Winston surprisingly looked up from his game and said, "Eh, look who's back. Its Maya, arriving from the dead!"

She let out a small laugh, then took a seat between the two on the couch. "I was never dead, dufuss!"

Tristan looked up and gave Maya a once over, "With that look, I'd say you went from hell and back."

Maya looked down. Her white shirt had been smeared with black soot and her pants had dust marks on them. She didn't even want to know what her hair looked like. She was never one for spectacular morning hair.

"I don't look that bad. Just some dirt here and there, it'll come out." Maya said trying to convince them, and herself.

Tristan scoffed, "If you say so."

Maya rolled her eyes, "Anyway, what is the plan?"

Tristan put down his magazine and turned to Winston, "Can you leave, Chewy?"

Winston obliged by getting up, "I will leave, but next time, say please would you." Then he left.

Tristan turned to Maya, grasping his hands in hers, "Make him want you desperatley."

Maya nodded, but was very confused, "Yes, we discussed that already, but how?"

Tristan's mouth turned upward, "Oh, MayaMat. I am going to turn you into a sexy, irresistible woman. Miles would kill for you and would be staring at you all day long instead of that diva."

Maya's smile came and went, "But what happens when the routine gets old and Miles gets tired of me?"

"That won't happen because he will want you ten times more. He will literaly be begging on his knees for you." Tristan smirked.

"What are you planning Tris?" She asked caustiously.

"You are going to make Miles jelous! The same thing he did to you with Zoe." Tristan said, topping off his plan.

Maya scoffed, "Ya, what guy would be willing to go out with me as part of a scheme? Its outrageous!"

"That's what I'm still working on. I was thinking Winston."

"That would just ruin their friendship. I wouldn't want to do that." Maya said guilty.

Tristan nodded, "That's what I thought. But think about it. Miles would want you more than if a regular guy would date you. Since they are besties, Winston will be hanging out with Miles a lot which means you will be with him. That will drive Miles insane."

Maya contemplated this for a moment, "I agree with you, but no one will believe that me and Winston are a thing."

"Sure, but all we need is Miles to believe you and Winstons little act." Tristan waited a second before saying, "So, are you in?"

Maya smiled, "Hell ya I'm in! When do we start?"

Tristan leaned in and hugged Maya, "Tomorrow. I will be over at your dorm at exactly 8:00 sharp to prepare you for your grand entrance. We'll hook you up with Winston in one or two days, if he even agrees to do it." Tristan pulled away to look at her straight in the eye, "Are you ready to take back what is rightfully yours?"

"Yes!" Maya said gleefully.