BY THE WAY THE NEXT TWO CHAPTERS ARE PRETTY LONG SO ENJOY (good luck!)
WARNING: this chapter contains underage drinking so if that makes u uncomfortable dont read :p
"Looks like we're here." Maya pressed her lips, and turned away "Is it too late to go home?"
"Yes." Riley and Farkle said in unison, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her forwards.
"Maybe we should wait a little..." She suggested. "We don't want to be too early, right?"
"Maya, we're already 35 minutes late." Riley sighed, walking with Farkle and tugging Maya along.
"We should wait another 5 minutes to make it even." She laughed.
"You know..." Farkle began, smirking. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you were scared."
Maya scoffed. "Me? Scared? I don't think so."
She strut confidently ahead, while Riley gave Farkle a high five. "Nice work."
They walked up to his door and Maya rang the doorbell. An unfamiliar boy opened the door, who spoke loudly. "Hello MTV and welcome to my crib." He laughed, gesturing for them to come in.
The music was so loud, how could the neighbours stand this?
"Jeremy, are you drunk?" Farkle raised an eyebrow, walking in.
The boy, Jeremy, started laughing again. "No-" He slurred his words, then grabbed a lanky looking boy. "Clive over here will take your jackets."
"My name's Yogi..." He raised an eyebrow.
"Give Samuel your jackets." He commanded, before he forcefully pulled off Farkle and Riley's jackets and put them in Yogi's arms.
Jeremy was about to take off Maya's jacket when she grabbed his hand and spoke. "Touch me and I'll break your hand."
"You're so cute." He laughed, lightly tapping her nose and walking away.
Yogi hung up their coats and left the trio alone.
"Guys, maybe this isn't such a great idea." Maya shook her head.
"Are you kidding?" Farkle laughed. "This is gonna be great."
"Yeah, Maya, I'd usually be supportive of your thoughts. But I've waited such a long time-" Riley began to speak but Maya cut her off.
"Go have a good time." Maya sighed, and nodded her head. "I'll be fine."
And with that, Farkle and Riley rushed off, leaving Maya all alone.
Maya half expected Lucas to pop up out of nowhere, like he usually would with his smug face and snarky comment about how she was alone. But he was nowhere to be seen.
He was probably with some girl. He had probably only invited her to make her jealous, not that she cared or still had any feelings for him whatsoever.
She walked around alone and felt uncomfortable surrounded by all these drunken sixteen year olds.
A boy walked up to her with a tray of shots, offering her one. She shook her head and walked away.
The loud music made the floor vibrate, and everyone smelt like alcohol.
She grabbed the front of her jacket and walked along, keeping her head down.
Finally, she found Farkle. "Hey, Maya!" He yelled, waving his hands. "Have you seen Riley?"
"No, I was just about to ask you that." Maya clenched her jaw. "Farkle, how the hell did you lose her?"
"People gave her a lot of alcohol, but I didn't drink anything." He sighed. "She told me to loosen up and she disappeared with... Lucas."
"What?" Her eyes widened.
Farkle ran his hand through his hair. "I'm starting to think that coming here wasn't a good idea."
She glared at him and nodded. "We need to find Riley, fast. I don't trust Ranger Rick."
"Ranger Rick?" Farkle laughed. "Do you guys have pet names for each other or something?"
"No, it's just..." She grunted, and tugged Farkle's shirt by the chest. "Come on."
They searched and searched for Riley, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Mr Matthews is gonna kill us." He groaned as they walked upstairs. "If she comes home drunk we're dead."
Maya took out her phone. "What's their number?"
Farkle typed in their number and Maya began to walk outside. "Farkle, don't go anywhere."
"Why would I leave you, baby?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
She laughed and walked out.
Maya shortly returned, however Farkle had disappeared. She groaned.
"Maya, I'm over here." Farkle yelled.
She let out a sigh of relief and followed his voice.
However, the frown returned to her face when she saw Lucas with Farkle and Riley.
"Riley!" Maya ran up to her. "We were so worried about you."
"Don't be." Riley giggled. "I had a great time! Thank you, Maya, for coming, you're the bestest friend in the whole wide world!"
"Huckleberry..." She groaned, looking at him. "What have you done?"
"Nothing, I swear." He held up his hands in defence. "She was completely wasted and this guy was trying to get with her, and I didn't see any of you guys around. So I took care of her. You owe me one, Blondie."
"Yeah, he's really nice and kind." Riley giggled. "He looked after me."
Maya looked at Lucas and he nodded.
"And he's really cute." Riley whispered to Maya, but Lucas heard and smirked.
"I told her mom that the party was boring and that we're gonna stay over in your house." Maya quietly told Farkle.
He nodded, before standing up.
"Farkle..." Riley muttered, and pulled him down to sit with her.
"Yeah?" He asked her, putting his hand on her shoulder.
"I-" She began to speak, however she vomited on Farkle's shoes.
"Riles..." Maya and Farkle grunted in unison, however Lucas laughed as Farkle rubbed her back.
"She's such a lightweight." Lucas laughed, shaking his head.
"Shut up, Huckleberry." Maya spat at him.
"I'll take her home." Farkle tried helping her up.
"No, take her to yours."
Maya, with her quick thinking, had thought everything through.
"To mine?" Farkle blushed.
"Yeah, your parents would understand. Mr Matthews would freak seeing her like this." She spoke. "I'm gonna head home too, I have to be somewhere tomorrow."
"No, I'm not leaving you alone." He argued.
"Farkle." Her eyes widened with irritation.
"Fine. But call a taxi." He nodded, "What about if Mr Matthews asks where you went?"
"Just tell him that I had to leave early." She nodded, taking off her leather jacket and putting it around Riley. "You call a taxi too."
She nodded before Farkle left with Riley, leaving Maya alone with Lucas.
"That was just an excuse to be alone with me wasn't it, Blondie?" Lucas smirked, sitting down on the bed with her.
"Yeah actually, it was." She faked a smile.
"Oh." The smirk disappeared from his face, catching him off guard, as he looked a little surprised.
"I just wanted to say..." Maya made her voice less audible. "Thank you for looking after Riley."
"I'm sorry, what?" He smirked.
She sighed, before speaking louder this time. "Thank you, Lucas, for looking after Riley. I don't know what I would've done without you."
He paused before repeating himself. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Stop." She laughed, playfully hitting him. "You're not all that bad."
"Shh, don't tell anyone." He laughed and gave her a genuine smile, instead of a smirk.
"I'm serious." She shook her head, and looked rather worried. "Who knows what could've happened to her if you weren't there for her. It was a really nice thing of you to do."
He nodded his head and spoke. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but you've known her for a few days, why do you care so much about her?"
Maya paused to think before she replied. "Honestly, she's one of the best people I've ever met. Yeah, I've only known her for a few days, but it feels like forever. I don't know... She feels like a sister, and I feel some kind of responsibility to look after her."
"Maya, she's nearly seventeen, I'm sure she can take care of herself." Lucas raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but she's so innocent. She hasn't met the world yet." Her smile disappeared. "She doesn't know about the darkness of our world like we do."
Lucas and Maya blankly looked at each other, before Maya stood up. "I gotta get going. Nice party." She sarcastically spoke and began to walk away.
He grabbed her wrist. "Hey where are you going? It's not even 11 yet."
"Yeah, and I need to work tomorrow night. Not all of us are as spoilt as you, Ranger Rick."
"Oh yeah, Blondie?" His frown turned into a smirk. "The job you don't want nobody knowing about?"
"Don't think you're smart, trying to blackmail me." She shook her head. "You don't know anything."
"Yet." He quietly muttered. "You used to be so much fun, don't leave."
"I have to..."
"Please?" He smiled like a child. "Just a few more minutes?"
"Why?-"
"Please?" He pouted, and they continued to argue until she finally snapped.
"Fine!" She yelled, sitting down on the bed.
He cheered, and grabbed a tray of shot glasses and placed them on his bed.
"Have you drank anything tonight?" He had a mischievous look on his face.
"No." Maya shook her head. "I don't want to either."
"Why not?" He laughed. "Everyone else is."
"That doesn't mean I have to." She rolled her eyes.
"Are you scared?" He teased her.
"Of course not." She glared at him.
That was a lie. She was scared. If she got drunk, who knows what she'd tell him?
"I think you are."
"I'm not." She shook her head.
"You're a chicken." He bit his lip.
"I-" She began to argue again, but he began to imitate a chicken.
"Lucas- You're not funny." She began to laugh, however soon she got annoyed. "Stop it, you're so irritating."
He continued to make 'clucking' sounds, until she had enough.
He sure knew how to get under her skin.
"Fine, fine." She hit him again.
One drink couldn't do any harm, right?
She picked up one of the small glasses and quickly swallowed it.
"Gross." She choked, shaking her head. "What is that?"
"It's nothing. Drink up." He laughed, and gave her one and took one for himself.
She looked at him cautiously, and he smiled at her.
"Maya, trust me it's fine. I would never do anything to hurt you, I promise."