Hey guys, so little update on my MacBook. The display cables unplugged or something so it is currently in the shop having the whole upper piece replaced but I should get it back soon. In the mean time I am writing on my iPad so if I have more mistakes you know why. Also if you want more information on me go ahead and check my bio I updated it for you guys, one of you should be able to tell I put a little bit in just for you. Anyways, please follow and favorite if you would but most off all REVIEW! So many of you guys have been reviewing and it has been helping SO much but the more I can get the better. Ok I'm going to stop wasting your time.

Kisses,

Emma.

Josh's POV

They always say blondes are the life of the party, but there's none left in Maya. After the doctor told us about Riley's main injuries I saw Maya drunkenly stumble away until she collapsed against the wall releasing her sobs. I quickly knelt down in front of her trying to pull her into my chest but she refused. In the three hours of waiting for the doctor I went through three realizations. First, my sister had been raped. Second, my parents were going to kill me. Third, I was in love with Maya.

Yes it sounds cheesy. The whole flip a switch and its poof your in love. I can't explain it but after denying it for so long it's like my head succumbed. It understood that my only little island of sanity was the tiny blonde in front of me.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Shawn run in. Way to ruin my mental monologue, I thought.

"I'm here!" He screeched, out of breath.

"Shawn Hunter?" The nurse asked.

"Shawn?" I said confused. I didn't even realize we had a chaperone, let alone Shawn. He should of been there.

"Shawn!" I asked my voice hitting the octave it had left a couple of years ago.

"Josh!" He said pulling me into a hug and letting out a sigh of relief. I quickly pushed him off of me.

"Where were you?" I questioned.

"I was doing a segment for hit the road, I told Farkle that I would meet you at the bookstore at four." He responded.

We left at three forty five. He was fifteen minutes away from seeing his niece practically devoid of soul. Fifteen stupid Polaroid shots away from saying I love you before she was shot up with some stupid feel good drug. Fifteen helpful traveling tips away from doing what he signed up to do. I quickly pulled my hand back but before it could snap forward I felt Lucas's hand clench on my wrist. He quickly pulled me outside.

"What? Are you going to tell me to eat a snickers bar or something?" I snapped.

"Josh, your sister is in the operating room right now. Do you think the best thing to be doing right now is breaking our chaperones nose?" Lucas shot back.

"How are you so calm?" I sneered, let out the Texas Lucas. Judy the sheep herself would quake with fear if she looked at me.

"Riley is in the operating room. Do you not understand that. I am calm because I have no other option. Do your really think the first thing Riley wants to see when she wakes up is a picture of my mugshot. No, I am not going to go waste my time beating some little druggie up. I am going to spend my time praying that Riley is okay. If you really want your sister to be told that you are sitting in county jail then go ahead and beat Shawn up, but if your honestly Riley's twin then go in there and comfort Maya and pray to God that Riley's ok." He said while turning on his heel and walking back inside.

I understand what Riley see's in him.

Maya's POV

I can't bring myself to stand up but I can still hear what's going on. After Lucas pulled Josh outside Shawn filled out all the forms and stepped outside to send a group text informing the rest of the class to immediately return back to the hotel and go back to their rooms to await further news.

I feel my phone vibrate but I ignore it. It keeps buzzing like that annoying mosquito you can never get rid of. You have two options, kill it or be annoyed. I was not in the mood to have another emotion tossed into Maya's bag of misery so I picked up my phone and pressed the answer button without even looking up. I was startled to see Topanga's face fill the screen. I could tell she has been crying but had stopped. In the background I could see her briefcase open along with textbooks I had a feeling she hadn't opened them since she decided to pursue corporate law instead of criminal.

"Have I told you that your really fierce lately?" She said with a hollow chuckle.

"I'm not really feeling it right now." I said with small smile. We both laughed. I could see the tears already starting to make their way down the well worn sides of Topanga's face.

"I need you to do something." She started, her lawyer face back in position.

"Anything."