Chapter 3

"You… You like Lucas, too?" Riley asked. She couldn't believe it. All this time, she thought Maya didn't like anybody, when, in reality, they both liked Lucas. It made sense now. All the nicknames Maya had given Lucas… Why Maya had been so upset when Lucas had told about the move.

"I— I know you like him, but… So do I."

Maya's cheeks turned bright red when she noticed a certain someone standing in the doorway of her best friends room. Short brown hair, hazel eyes, and slightly tanned skin. The boy, Lucas, had eyes the size of golfballs when he heard Maya's confession.

"What?" asked Riley. She still hadn't noticed that Lucas was there. Following Maya's gaze, she turned and faced Lucas. "Well, this is awkward."

"Very," said Lucas. His eyes were pinned on Maya, and Maya couldn't look away.

"Hey, Huckleberry," Maya said with a slight wave. She was too shocked to say anything else.

"Hi, Maya," said Lucas.

"I'm gonna give you two a moment," Riley said, sliding past Lucas and leaving the two alone.

Once alone, Maya tried to go past Lucas and leave too, but Lucas blocked her path.

"Let me go, Lucas." The words shocked Maya. She was hoping her slip, by saying his name instead of a nickname, would go unnoticed. Sadly, you can't always get what you want.

"What did you just say?"

"I said 'let me go'."

"You said 'Lucas'," he said, looking over her. Her long blonde hair framed her angel face. She had grey-ish eyes that were like two beautiful storms.

"No, I didn't Huckleberry."

"Yes you did." Lucas smiled with happiness, though he didn't know why. "Maya, we need to talk about —" While looking over her, he found himself staring at her lips. Maya was still in a trance from those beautiful eyes.

Neither said anything for a long while. They just stared at each other. Then, Lucas leaned down, down until there faces were only an inch from each other.

"Have you ever thought about —" Lucas began, but he didn't have to finish. Maya knew exactly what he was gonna ask.

"Yes."

"Do you want to —"

Again, Maya knew. "Yes."

"Me too," Lucas said. His lips brushed Maya's, and she jumped back.

"But we can't," she stated sadly.

"Why not?"

"Lu— Huckleberry. First of all, you are in love with Riley. Second, we're in her room!"

"But Maya…" Lucas searched for the right words to use. He was finding it very hard not to confess all his feelings then and there. Finally, he gave up resisting. "I love you. At least, I think I love you."

Maya stopped breathing for a moment. She had two options, tell him how she felt, or pretend nothing ever happened and leave. She took the hard option. Even though tears were threatening to fall. "Well I don't love you. I never have. And you love Riley. So it's settled. This never happened." With that, Maya headed out the door. This time, even though he thought about it, Lucas didn't try to stop her.