Zack's POV
Home sweet home, I look around our house, as we're living in it for the first time and then turn to
Maya.
"So, let's go unpack our things!" I say. We take our suitcases up to our bedroom and unpack.
"So, what do you think of our new house?" Maya asks.
"Wonderful. But not as wonderful as you! I say, and we start to make out on the bed. Then the
doorbell rings and we both blush.
"Happy happy housewarming!" Cody, Bailey, Woody and Addison say.
"Well, don't you want to see the presents?" Addison asks.
"Duh!" I say.
They make their way into their lounge and reveal their gifts.
"Well Zack, I don't know which version you prefer, but I got you Zombie Killer 8 on iiPlay and iPlay!
I've got both versions and It's so fun. We could connect or multiplay?"
"Awesome, let's play it right now!" I excitedly say.
"Ahem." Bailey says, and glares at me. "Well, the chickens are already missing Auntie Maya, so I
thought that I'd send you two a basket of eggs. I've also got a picture of them with you!"
"Whoa. You had chickens in the yard? In Connecticut?" I ask.
"As a matter of fact, yes we did. It's not that uncommon, really." Bailey snaps back.
"Sure… Everyone has a chicken or five…" I mumble, and Bailey turns into a monster.
"Sometimes, I don't know why I even bother." Bailey drily says, in a creepy patronizing way.
"So, Woody and Addison? It's OK if you didn't bring anything. It's not like It's our birthday." Maya
tells them, sweetly. That's what I like about her. Sexy and kind. The perfect combo.
"Actually, we did bring something. It's in the truck. They bring out a few crates and load them into
our house. "Here we have five boxes of Fink & Sweetwater chocolate. Our company is booming, so we have almost 100 spare boxes in our house." Woody proudly presents… um, is that only used in
the beginning of a movie… whatever.
"I- I really don't know what to say! Well, yes, I do. Thank you. Thank you times eight and multiply it
by fifty seven!" Maya exclaims, smiling so widely that I'm afraid that her face will crack.
" So that's four hundred and fifty six thank yous? Cody asks.
"Yes dear." Bailey replies.
"Well, we better get a move on guys! Back to work!" Cody says, and the gang exit.
"So… where were we?" I say, and Maya giggles. The doorbell rings again. Woody probably forgot his
coat. The letter reads: ZACHARY MARTIN: FLYING TEST RESULTS. Oh my god. Why do I lie about my job?
To make myself look cool?
"Maya, well, when I told you I was an airline pilot… I was, but, well, in training. So er… my results are here."
"YOU LIED AGAIN? FIRST YOU WERE A PROFESSIONAL BASKETBALL PLAYER, AND THEN YOU WERE
APPARENTLY FULLY QUALIFIED! OOH ZACHARY MARTIN…." Wow. I've never seen her explode like that. She storms off to bed and I nervously open the envelope.
"Zachary Martin, Connecticut Commercial Airways is pleased to inform you that you have passed your flying test with… flying colours!" I am so happy, but should I tell Maya? "Err… May, I passed?"
"I'm so so sorry. I love you Zack, but you keep lying!"
"Don't worry, there'll be no lying from now on.