"Lucas Friar," Maya breathed, her voice tickling the canal of my ear. Her head rested on my shoulder, strands of damp blonde hair - much lighter than my dirty blond, almost brown hair - trailing down my chest.
"What?!" I said roughly.
"Well, I've liked you for quite a while, and you know-"
"What the hell?!" I pushed her aside, scrambling clumsily to my feet in surprise. Cold beads of sweat trickled down the back of my head as her gaze bore into mine. "I..." Was I supposed to say something?
"Hey, stop being such a cocky little shit." She glared at me. She had such a fiery temper. Like tongues of flames, she was unpredictable. One moment seemingly calm and contained, a raging inferno the next. She was both blazing furnace, and gentle candlelight.
We were both 15 now, at an unfortunate stage where we were ruled by our hormones. It was scary how some people were turning into lust-crazed zombies. I swore not to become one of them, and to remain vestal until I got married. Call me a traditional goody-two-shoes, but if I'm dangerous enough to use a ray gun, I'd prefer other aspects of me to stay about as intimidating as a butterfly.
Maya had grown a lot from the first time I had met her, and this magnetic pull to each other had gotten stronger and stronger over the years. I had seen this coming and I perhaps hadn't reacted in the best way possible.
I watched her turn away, long braid of blond hair swishing behind her, feeling like an utter jerk.
"Hey," I mustered what little courage I had, trying to salvage what little scraps of humility I had left. "I'm really sorry, yeah? I didn't mean it that way."
"Shut up!" She screamed at me, hair flying as her head swivelled around to face me. Tears were leaking from her eyes. "I finally mustered the damn courage to talk to you, and you're such a-" she shook her head quickly, her teardrops plopping to the ground. "And to think I ever liked you! I hate you!"
"Hey-" I yelled but stopped as she skidded around a corner and disappeared, leaving me there, standing alone. Liquid guilt pooled in my stomach. I started to run after her. Fine,I admit to being a prick but I ain't a stone hearted guy.
"Maya, stop!"
God, that girl could run fast. She rounded a bend in the corridor. My feet smacked the floor desperately tried to make up for her head start. I hurled her name at her, again and again.
Another bend, and I found myself staring down an empty corridor.
"Maya?" My voice felt thick as it pushed against the walls of the empty stretch in front of me.
I balled my fists, the guilt still sloshing around. I rubbed my hand over my face, and even though I doubted she could hear me, I spoke again.
"I'm sorry."
I walked around aimlessly, not knowing where to I could not leave,that would make me seem like a heartless was not like me to do this sort of thing,what was wrong with me?Had anything changed inside of me?I knew that something was very different about me , why had I acted like that in the first place?
My mind reflected back to the scene that had just and I were just discussing our history project after school when everyone had left the dragged me out and we sat outside of the classroom and we just talked about anything she ended up leaning against me,her head tilted so that it lay on my shoulder.I did not really think much of it, in fact I felt extremely comfortable with it.
The loose strands of her gorgeous hair flowed down my chest, which trembled slightly whenever either of us feeling of absolute bliss that flowed over me as I ...Wait what?Why did am I feeling these feelings?Could I,Lucas Friar, possibly like Maya Penelope Hart?Would that explain anything?The sudden nervousness that bubbled in my stomach whenever she entered the room,the weird jealously I feel whenever she flirted with a guy and the strange dreams that I've been having...
LUCAS FRIAR YOU IDIOT!No wonder she felt safe to tell me that she like me...I obviously acted like I liked her when I was around her,that's because I really like legs started to move by themselves as if they knew where she matter how tired I was feeling at that moment I knew I had to find 's when I came across Riley comforting the blonde looked up and made eye contact with her eyes narrowed to slits giving me a deadly glare. If you could kill with just looks, I would have been rotten of pure hatred were directed towards me as she growled in vexation.
"Get out of here Lucas, you've done enough today."
"Riley, be reasonable.I just need to-"
"GET OUT!"she yelled and I jumped back in horror,the usually cheerful spirit gone completely."You are not needed here."
I turned around in shame and begun to walk seemingly soft steps bouncing back from against the walls of the empty hallway making it seem like I was stomping absolute anger on Riley's face still lingered in my mind, had I really just blown my chances with Maya?I mean why would she ever want to speak with me ever again.
"Wait,LUCAS!"
Turning around, I saw someone I thought I would never see was running towards me, her face tear stained and her cheeks rosy.
"Riley didn't mean that,"She panted as she came to a stop.
With no hesitation, I stepped forward and cupped her cheeks.I leaned forward and pressed my lips against leaned against me while placing her hands around my neck,tiptoeing ever so slightly just to close the gap between a few wonderful moments, we detached and I whispered.
"I like you too,"
A/N:Hello again!This actually was not supposed to end like this but I decided on a happy ending for you please suggest things for me to write about!
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