lol so I did change my name- it's now supernaturallyharrypotter

so this prompt is a request from multishipper123. They requested that I continue the Mall AU (Chapter 1) with them talking on instagram and meeting up again to go on a date or hang out

in the Mall AU, even though I hadn't decided last time, they are in 10th grade

This will follow the prompt a lot more than I did last chapter, but, you know, sometimes stories have minds of their own.

warning: this is long; at least in comparison to my other chapters, that is not only why this took so long, but also why there is a bit of cliffhanger. Part three will come about a week after this, a bit after if you guys have any suggestions


At The Mall

"Maya!" the girl in question turned to face the voice.

"Hey there, Ranger Rick," she patted his arm and walked by to look at another rack of underwear. "What do you think," she held up a black bra covered in lace. "Is it me?"

Lucas's cheeks turned bright red as Maya laughed loudly. "What were you expecting, coming into Aerie? They don't call it American Eagle's women's underwear store for nothing."

"It's funny you say that." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "I actually just sort of saw you and thought it would be nice to say 'hi'."

"Hmm." Maya nodded. She pulled out her phone to check the time.

"Oop. Sorry, Texas. I gotta go meet Peaches." She looked remorseful as she gave him a wave and strolled out.

"Of course. I catch her right before she has to go meet someone," Lucas muttered under his breath. He shook his fingers through his hair and sighed loudly.

He felt a someone staring at him, he glanced around and remembered he was still standing in a women's underwear store. Him, a teenage boy. He cringed, cursed under his breath, then exited at top speed.


At Lucas's House Later That Evening

"Lucas, honey, what's wrong?" Mrs. Friar asked her son. She watched him silently push the button on the remote and go through the channels.

"I ran into a friend at the mall." She noted how dejected he sounded.

"But isn't that a good thing?"

"Yeah. Except that I ran into h-them just as they were leaving."

"Who was it?" She came around the couch to see his face.

Lucas's phone vibrated on the table. Mrs. Friar caught a glimpse of the notification. 'A DM request has been sent from: M-' before he snatched it off of the table.

"Doesn't really matter!" He called down as he rushed up the stairs to his room. She just smiled and shook her head, having a feeling that she would be meeting this person soon enough.

Lucas entered his room, shut the door behind him, and dropped onto his bed. He then a took a deep breath before sliding the notification open. It was from Maya Hart.

"I don't have your number so I thought I could just send you a DM. I'm really sorry that we didn't get to hang out and talk for longer earlier today. Are you able to meet at the mall this Friday?" He read through it twice. Then two more times just to be sure. Then he accepted her DM request and began to formulate a response.

"That sounds good." He hesitated before pressing send, first shifting around a bit on the gray comforter of his bed. "But should I send her my number?" Lucas wondered aloud. He fumbled a little bit with his phone, pushing the buttons to spell out a couple of words, then hating them and deleting them. The boy scowled at his phone for another minute. He finally settled on saying: "Oh, and here's my phone number, it's 877-870-5678." Then pushed send.

Maya, at a sleepover at Riley's apartment, quickly added his number to her contacts the sent him a text. "It's Maya."

Lucas eyes widened and he froze for a moment, unsure what to make her contact name.

"What time for the mall?" He texted her.

"I get out of school a bit after 3 and I'll need time to change and get there. How about 4?" Maya read her words a couple times, making sure it's error free.

"Cool. Do you have a time you need to be home by?" He asked her.

"Not on a Friday. Do you?" She shifted her weight off her right arm and stretched it a bit. Riley glanced up from the movie to give her a questioning look. Maya held up one finger.

"My mom trusts me." He hit send before he thought about what he had just said.

Maya's eyes widened as she read his words- or rather, what they implied. She hesitated, unsure what to do with this new information. She settled for saying a simple "same" and letting him think what he wanted to about it.

He gave a thumbs up emoji, not really processing what she had said.

"I have to go now. See you Friday!" She sent and turned to Riley who looked at her with raised eyebrows. Maya just shrugged, offering no information. Her best friend narrowed her eyes but said nothing, figuring she would find out soon enough.


Friday Afternoon- Maya

Maya's fingers tapped on her desk and her knees bounced up and down. Her knees would hit the table lightly on the beat then her fingers would tap on off beats. Riley found herself growing very annoyed at this constant rhythm.

"Maya!" Riley blurted out, fed up. She put her hands on the table's edge and squeezed a bit, making her knuckles turn a bit white. "What in the world could you be so excited about?"

"It's the end of the week, Riles! It's finally Friday!" Maya knew she had overdone it when she saw Riley's wrinkled nose.

"It's not like you to get so pumped about things," Riley's confused face morphed into a grin. "But I LOVE it!" She exclaimed.

"Shh!" The teacher's eyes bulged out as she hushed them loudly.

Maya shrugged, "I guess this can be: New Maya," she emphasized using her hands to create a rainbow in the air.

"Well, is New Maya willing to hang out with Original Riley today?" Riley's grin was huge.

"Actually," Maya told her, "New Maya has a date."

"Oh!" Riley gasped. "Who with?"

"Well, it's not a date date," Maya said dismissively, waving her hand.

"You have to come over afterwards." Riley insisted, knowing how stubborn Maya was (New or Old), and that she would be much more willing to share details when happy.

Maya pursed her lips, debating how to respond. "I'll be over at 10:30." Riley lit up and nodded excitedly.

The bell rang and Maya didn't take her time to collect her stuff and speed walk home. As she entered her apartment, she checked the time. 3:45. She would have to change in five minutes and leave ten minutes later.

She ran into her room and quickly changed into a casual white dress and her favorite heeled boots. She pulled her hair out of the high ponytail that it had sat in all day and brushed out the tangles with a damp brush to keep the frizz down. Her fingers danced through her hair to create a few tiny braids throughout. Maya took a small lock of hair from either side on the front and spiraled them around her fingers until the met in the back. She held them with one hand and with the other she grabbed a bobby pin and opened it up with the assistance of her mouth. She stuck it in to hold them in place. Maya pushed her hair over her shoulders as she went into the kitchen.

Maya pulled some leftovers out of the fridge and a plate to put them on from the cupboard. Not caring enough to heat them up, Maya just scooped some onto the plate and put it back into the fridge. She spent seven minutes eating, leaving her enough time to pack her purse.

iPhone, changer, earbuds, gum, tampons (just in case), and her wallet. She counted off on her fingers to make sure she had everything she needed. Maya Hart swung her purse across her body, grabbed the keys off of the shelf, and locked the door behind her.


Friday Afternoon- Lucas

The instant the dismissal bell rang, Lucas tore out of the classroom, through the halls, to his locker to grab his backpack, and ran the seven blocks to his apartment complex. He arrived at 3:25. Good thing, too- Lucas had zero ideas as to what he was supposed to wear.

He took the stairs two at time, not slowing down until he reached his room. Lucas flung open his closet doors and stared. Never before had he experienced this dilemma. So, Lucas did what he knew his mom would do: put together seven outfit options and try them each on.

The first one was way too... Texas. And he knew for certain that if Maya Hart saw him, she would (without a doubt) laugh him out of the mall.

The next one was better. Though, Lucas had recently grown about three inches. And, as a result, the jeans certainly said so. He made a face at the way his jeans showed off his socks- definitely not attractive.

Number three was awful. He didn't even bother putting on the shirt before he made his decision that it was way too formal.

Number four was worse than three. He wasn't even sure why he'd bothered putting it together in the first place.

But number five? Number five was perfect. The jeans fit perfectly (and whether he knew it or not at that point, Maya would say that they 'made his ass look great'). The shirt was a simple red t-shirt. He chose to wear his favorite shoes to match, dark brown leather shoes that made any outfit look better, whether it was formal or casual.

Lucas finished lacing up his shoes and glanced at his phone. 3:45. Time to go.

On his way out he shoved his wallet and house keys into his pockets. Lucas Friar locked the apartment and made his way to the mall.


Mall at 3:55- Maya & Lucas

"Hey, I got here a bit early. Where do you wanna meet?" She texted him as she entered the mall near Lord & Taylor.

"I'm like 5 minutes away. Can we meet at Nordstrom?" He replied, quickening his pace to the mall. Nordstroms was the closest store to him.

"Sure." She began her walk. Maya had arrived early because of the bus. The mall they were meeting at (the one she was at now) was just outside of New York City. That allowed it be the bigger mall.

Maya went to Abigail Adams High school, in central New York City. This mall was much to far for her to be able to walk to it. Lucas went to John Quincy High school, which was more in the suburban part of NYC. He lived just down the road from the mall, making it a short bike ride for him.

Maya took a glance at the mall directory, checking that she was going in the proper direction. She noticed a Starbucks on the way, Maya decided to stop there and grab a Frappuchino.

Staring around at the clothes in the shop windows, the blonde made her way. Upon her arrival at Starbucks and noting the lack of a line, she immediately approached the counter.

"What would you like?" The barista's voice full of fake cheer.

"Can I please have a Double Chocolately Chip Frappuchino?" Maya smiled kindly at her.

"What size would you like?" Maya's cheeriness didn't seem to help.

"I'll take a-" Maya studied the menu for a moment, "Mini, please."

"Okay. That'll be $4.37." Maya paged through her purse before handing the woman her debit card. Once it was swiped, she got it back along with the receipt.

Two minutes later, Maya was at Nordstroms with her drink, waiting for Lucas. Sipping and picking up various shoes, she occasionally glanced to check if Lucas had arrived. After glancing up a few times and not seeing him, Maya decided she may as well pop over to the make up counter.

She looked over the lipgloss to the lipsticks. A bright red one caught her eye and she headed to it. One hand grasped a make sample thingy, the other got the lipstick. She put a bit on her lips, nodded, and put on the rest.

"That color looks good on you." Maya jumped, having been previously unaware of Lucas's presence behind her.

Maya hit his shoulder lightly. "You fucking scared me."

Lucas laughed and smiled at her. "Sorry." He didn't sound very sorry.

She rolled her eyes and started to walk out of the make up section. Lucas hurried to keep up, for someone just barely five foot four with heels, she moved quickly.

"Where are we going first?" Maya asked him as he caught up with her. Lucas froze, he patted his pocket for his phone.

"Shit!" She raised her eyebrows at him in surprise. "I forgot my phone in there." He explained.

"Go ahead, Texas," Maya made a shooing motion. He nodded and jogged back to the make up counter.

"Hey, you need help?" A woman behind the counter asked him.

"No thanks," Lucas told her as he spotted his phone.

A minute later, he jogged back to Maya. "Sorry."

Maya drew her gaze away from her phone and smiled at him. "You're good."

"So, what are we doing?" He asked her.

"I checked for movies- nothing good. So if there's anything you need to buy?"

He thought for a moment before saying, "New jeans. And a pair or two of shorts, some more cologne, too."

She nodded. "Cool. I need some more eyeliner, a new swim suit or two, and I think I need a couple summer dresses."

"Where are we going first?" Lucas started to walk.

Maya took a sip of her Frappé, pondering. She pointed. "The MAC store is right there." She looks at him and he nods in affirmation.

Maya strolled into the store, Lucas trailing a couple feet behind her. She scanned the signs as she walked. She pointed at the one marked 'Eyeliner'. Maya swatched a couple different black eyeliners (waterproof, liquid, pencil, waterproof liquid, etc.).

Lucas watched with interest, enough that Maya had to stifle giggles. "Why are you putting them on your hand?"

"Just to see how they come out." She made eye contact with him and chuckled at his confused expression.

"My mom always just picks out the one that sounds the best then buys it." He stared down at her hand

Maya shrugged, "If I'm going to spend this much on eyeliner," she met his eyes again, "it better be fucking perfect."

"But don't you need to test it out on eyes?" He still looked bewildered.

"Alright." Maya shook her head at him. "I'll try it out on you."

Lucas made a face. "Nothing against you, but I'm not really much of an eyeliner person."

"No offense taken." She grabbed a black shade and twirled around him to the counter. A minute later, once the transaction was complete, she strolled back to him. His eyes followed as she swung the small bag on her pointer finger.

"Where to next?" Maya looked at Lucas with raised eyebrows.

"Jeans." He pointed to the right. "American Eagle." He clarified as they started walking.

"Awesome. They have dresses there too."

They entered American Eagle a couple minutes later.

Maya's eyes lit up as she spotted the men's ripped jeans.

"Maya, no," Lucas whined after her.

"Maya, yes!" She responded with out looking back at him. "What size do you wear?"

"28," he answered automatically then cursed himself under his breath. "Maya, I am not trying those on."

"Texas, Huckleberry, Lucas the Good-"

"How are you even coming up with these?"

"-As I was saying- we are hanging together. I really want to see what your knees'll look like in these things." She nodded once, gave him a slight smile, and went off to pick out more jeans for him.


REALLY SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG! But don't worry because I already have Part 2 of this written. Don't be surprised if you see this on AO3 bc I put it there supernaturallyhp