Author's Note: Sorry that I haven't updated this Fanfic in a while. It got away from me.
Maya's POV
I took my skateboard to my friend, Farkle's, birthday party. It's in Central Park.
"Happy Birthday, Farkle!" I said.
"Thank you, Maya!" He said happily. "Hi Ms. Hart." He smiled at us.
"I'd love to stay, but I have to get to work," she said. "Happy birthday."
"Thank you!" He smiled warmly.
My mom hugged me.
"I'll pick you up at Riley's tonight, okay?"
"Okay," I said.
"Speaking of," Farkle said pointing at Riley and her family.
"Riley!" I yelled and ran to hug her.
"Peaches!" She yelled. We hugged.
"Why do you call me that?" I asked.
"'Cause you're sweet like peaches," she said.
"No, I'm not," I said.
"Yeah," Riley said.
"No, I'm bad to the bone!" I said. "Watch this!"
I took my skateboard and started riding it.
I jumped the skateboard onto the park bench. I went to do a kickflip off of it, but it didn't work right. I fell (back of the) head-first to the sidewalk. I started crying. Everyone gathered around before everything went black.
Katy's POV
I had dropped Maya off ten minutes ago. I was with a customer when I heard my name.
"Katy," I heard. I looked to see my coworker, Jamie. "You got a call."
"Tell them I'll be a second," I said.
"It's about Maya," Jamie told her.
"If you'll excuse me," I told the customer.
I rushed over and took the phone.
"Hello?" I answered. "What?! Is she okay?...Yeah, I'll be right there."
"So, what's up?"
"I have to get to the hospital," she said. "Maya got hurt trying to do a trick on her skateboard. I hate to ask—"
"You're good," she said. "I'll cover you."
"Thank you."
I drove to the hospital.
"How is she?" I asked Topanga.
"She's getting stitches," she said. "She cracked her head when she fell."
"But it didn't affect her brain," Cory said. "She's going to be fine."
"Thank God," I said. "Thank you for agreeing to be consultants for emergencies."
"Of course," Topanga said.
We waited a couple of hours until a doctor finally came out. They told me I could see her. I went to her room.
Maya's POV
I saw my mom walk into the room.
"You came," I said, not meaning to show my surprise.
"Of course, I did, baby girl," she told me.
She sat by my bed.
Josh's POV
I was sitting in the living room when my mom walked into the room.
"Who was on the phone?" I asked.
"It was Topanga," she said. I noticed she wasn't happy when she said that.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Umm… well," she started, sitting next to me, "you know Riley's friend, Maya?"
"Yeah," I said, remembering the blondie immediately.
"Well," she said, trying to find the right words, "she tried to do a trick on her skateboard—"
"The one I gave her?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"What happened?"
"Joshua—"
"Mom," I said, "just tell me."
"She hit her head on the sidewalk and got hurt," she said.
I shot up immediately.
"Is she okay?!"
"She had to get stitches," she said, "but she will be fine."
"If I didn't give her that skateboard, she wouldn't have gotten hurt," I said, feeling guilty.
"Joshua, don't blame yourself," mom said. My eyes started to water. "Sweetie…"
"I need to be alone," I said. I ran up to my room.