A/N: Yet another chapter in Maya's point of view, guys! Don't worry, though! I'll work some Liley in there somewhere, even if this is centering on Maya! This also includes a scene from Girl Meets Boy, which I (sadly) do not own. Hope you enjoy!

~~~Maya's Point Of View~~~ Chapter Five: Nothing's Gonna Stop Me Now

Today was the day. I was going to forget my stupid reputation, like Crazy Hat had said. I was going to let Farkle know how I felt, and there was nothing that could stop me.

I was bubbling over with confidence. This was going to be my day. I wasn't going to hide my feelings anymore. I wasn't going to let myself explode. I would give my heart what it wanted.

"... and he told me that he loves me!" Riley said dreamily. She was in the middle of describing the events that had taken place while she was stuffed inside of the locker the day before. She looked really excited, and was in a pretty good mood for someone who had been punched in the face the day before. She had this dreamy look in her eyes. I was afraid she might faint just thinking about it.

"That's great, Riles," I said for about the millionth time. She had called me last night and told me the story so many times, I knew it word for word. It was getting annoying, but I figured that she would calm down sooner or later. Besides, it was kind of amusing to see her so passionate about Lucas. She kept rambling on about they were going to be "the next Cory and Topanga" and what not. I guess what was so funny was seeing her refer to them as 'Cory and Topanga' instead of 'Dad and Mom.' I don't really know.

The subway car slowed to a stop. It was the station we needed to get off at, so I grabbed Riley by her wrist and dragged her off of the train. She stumbled a bit.

"You okay, Riles?" I asked her. She blinked up at me, her brown eyes wide.

"Whoa-wha-where am I?" Riley looked around. "I went off on another Lucas rant, didn't I?" She giggled."You know you can just tell me to shut up if I'm getting annoying, Maya."

"Yeah, I know. But you're cute when you get all dreamy like that." I smirked. Riley rolled her eyes.

As we left the station, I realized just how beautiful of a day it was. I took a deep breath, taking in the crisp, fresh air. The sky was clear and blue, not a cloud in sight. A cool breeze blew, blowing my hair into my face. I laughed, brushing a strand of golden-blonde out of my eyes.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" I asked, turning to Riley. The brunette stared like I'd grown a second head, a confused look on her face.

"Who are you and what have you done with Maya?" she cried, trying to look intimidating. She failed miserably.

I snorted. "I guess I'm just in a good mood today, Riles." I told her. "C'mon, let's get to school."

Riley blinked, appalled. "Wait... did Maya Hart just say that she wanted to go to school?"

I laughed. She did have a valid reason to be shocked; 'Maya' and 'school' were two words you didn't typically hear in the same sentence without the word 'hates' in the middle. But then again, I hadn't told her about my talk with Evelyn, or even my feelings for Farkle. I don't know why, but I guess it just never came up.

"Come on," I linked arms with her. "Let's go!"

"Ooh, I like this new Maya!" Riley chirped happily. as I dragged her away.

There he was. Gathering his books from his locker. My heart fluttered as I watched him. I couldn't help but stare, stopping at the corner so that if he happened to look up I could quickly hide.

"What are you staring at?" Riley piped up. I jumped- I had almost forgotten that she was there.

"Nothing," I said, trying to act innocent. But Riley wasn't stupid. She saw right through my act. she placed her hands on her hips.

"You were staring at something," she said accusingly. "... or someone," her eyes widened in realization. "You were staring at Farkle!" she cried, a grin spreading across her face.

My face grew hot as it turned a bright red color. "No I wasn't," I lied.

She ignored me. "I knew it! You like Farkle!"

"Okay, fine... I like Farkle, okay?" I admitted. "Now I would prefer it if you didn't go around announcing it to the world, Riles. At least not until I tell him."

"Ooh, you go, girl!" Riley squealed happily. She roughly pushed me forward, forcing me in Farkle's direction.

I took a deep breath, gathering my courage, and approached him. "... Hey, Farkle," I said. "How ya doing?"

He looked up and studied me for a few seconds, narrowing his eyes. "Hey, Maya," he said after a what felt like ages. He turned around and walked away without giving me a chance to say anything else.

I blinked, and my jaw practically hit the floor. I didn't know what was going on. That wasn't supposed to happen, I thought. My heart ached as I watched him leave. Did he really just... walk away?

"Maya?" Riley tapped my shoulder. "What just happened? He looked really mad..."

"He's mad at me," I told her, feeling numb.

"Why would he be mad at you?" she asked. "He loves you. He's made that clear millions of times."

I sighed, and forced myself to look at her. The concerned look on her face, the innocence in those big brown eyes. I needed to tell her what had happened the day before. I couldn't hide it. I wouldn't pretend with her.

"Riles, I messed up... I messed up big time."

"What?" Riley blinked.

As we walked to our lockers to get our books, I told her everything. About our conversions on the way to the nurse, about Farkle chasing me after school, about how I had lied to him. With every word, I felt worse and worse. I felt like a idiot.

"If I had told him sooner, this wouldn't be happening," I finished, shoving my unneeded books into my locker as I forced back the tears.

"Maya, you don't know that," Riley said. "Everything happens for a reason, Maya. Something good has to come out of this."

"Riley, I'm not like you," I told her, every word piercing my heart like a dagger, stabbing over and over again. "You see the good in everyone and everything. I don't. I've been an idiot, Riley. I should have known this would happen. I... I was just blinded by my hope. You hope for things, you get disappointed."

Riley looked confused. "Maya...?"

I wasn't listening. I clutched my history books close to my chest and walked away, leaving her there, dumbfounded.

Mr. Matthews stood at the front of the classroom, saying something about how important history is. I wasn't really paying attention.

I kept glancing back at Farkle. He just sat there, not participating at all. The class seemed... quieter somehow. I didn't like it, not one bit.

My mind kept wandering, back to the a night back at the beginning of the school year, during the No Cell Phones assignment. The moment my world had turned upside down. I could close my eyes, and relive that moment, over and over again.

"People used to need places like this," Farkle was saying. "Now we can hold everything that's here in a little device we can put in our pockets. I don't even need to look out this window to know what phase the moon is in or where the stars are."

"Yeah, well, I don't have a phone like that, I just have the actual sky." I told him, staring at the sketch I'd been working on while I was supposed to have been taking notes. It was just a rough sketch of the night sky. Nothing special, really.

"Oh, I'm so sorry for you," Farkle said. "You're at a real disadvantage. That can be the basis of our presentation, okay? Wanna read back the notes?"

I paused. "What notes?"

"You weren't taking notes?"

"No..." I said. Farkle sighed.

"You know, why bother?" he asked, his frustration showing in his voice. "Without a computer, all we have is a pencil and a pad. What could we possibly do with that?" he took the pad of paper from my hands. His breath caught in his throat as he laid eyes on my drawing. "Maya," he whispered, surprised. "I had no idea."

I smiled weakly. "Yeah..." I said. "Neither did I."

That was the moment. The moment when I realized that I, Maya Hart, was in L.U.V. with Farkle Minkus. It was both the best and worst moment of my life.

I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't. I raised my hand, my arm shaking.

"Yes, Miss Hart?" Mr. Matthews asked, confusion evident on his face.

"May I be excused?" I asked, trying my best to keep my voice from wavering.

"... Why?" Mr. Matthews asked. "We're in the middle of review for the test tomorrow."

"I have to go to the bathroom," I lied.

"Is it an emergency?"

Oh my God, did he seriously just ask that? "Yes," I lied.

He seemed to take that as an answer.

"Okay then. Go."

I stood up, leaving my bag at my desk so that no one would suspect anything. I didn't have to worry. Once she realized that I wasn't coming back, Riley would bring it for me. I'd drop by her house later to pick it up.

I exited the classroom and stepped into the hallway, taking a deep breath before continuing. I paused as I passed the classroom window- Riley and I locked eyes through the glass. She mouthed 'why?'

I just shook my head and walked away.

As soon as I was past the window, I broke into a run. The only sounds reaching my ears were the echoes of my footsteps and the choking of my sobs. I burst out the door and down the stairs. I needed to get my thoughts together, and I wasn't going to be able to do that at school.

I sprinted down the sidewalk. I was going to the subway station. I needed to talk to Evelyn. I needed her advice.

My lungs were killing me before I was even close to the station, but I didn't want to stop. I ran until I collapsed, landing on the ground, breathing heavily. Once I regained my breath, I stood up again, my legs wobbling.

Now the noise of the bustling city greatly drowned out my sobs. Cars whizzed past me. I stood there for a moment, just watching them.

Boy, that was a terrible mistake.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a truck. A maroon Ford F150. It was swerving in and out of traffic, even getting onto the sidewalk. If I squinted, I could see through the dark tinted windows that the lady had her phone in her hands. Her eyes were locked onto the screen, not on the road before her.

The truck was coming towards me.

I wanted to run. I really tried, but my muscles wouldn't listen to me. I was frozen in place, the terror rising up in me getting stronger and stronger by the second.

Suddenly, I was flying through the air, an ear-splitting shriek escaping my lips. I crashed to the ground, the breath knocked out of me. Pain shot through me, and I thought I heard a crack.

The truck didn't stop there. It kept rolling.

I let out and agonized scream as I was crushed by the vehicle. From what I could see, there was blood everywhere. I felt light-headed, not to mention I was in more pain then I'd ever been in in my entire life.

The truck stopped with my arm under the front tire, the door flying open. The young lady at the wheel stepped out. She was a teenager, couldn't have been more than 16 or 17. She took one look at me and her jaw dropped.

"Oh my God!" she shrieked, pulling out her phone. She dialed 911... or at least I hoped.

Tears streamed down my face. My breathing came in ragged gasps. Pain... so much pain... I whimpered.

"Help... me!" I managed to say, my voice coming out at barely over a whisper. The girl who had done this to me began to bawl.

"Send an ambulance, please!" she told the operator. "She's so young! She can't die!"

The edges of my vision began to turn black. I was losing consciousness, fast. I can't die here, I thought. Mr. Matthews... Riley.. Lucas... Farkle... I-I don't want to leave without saying goodbye... if I have to go... please let me say goodbye...

I closed my eyes, and within seconds, my world had been swallowed by darkness.

~~~To Be Continued

A/N: Oh, boy. You guys are gonna hate me now, aren't you? Tehee... You'll just have to stay tuned to find out what happens! As always, please leave a review on your way out! Have a great day!

~Pebblemist~