Author's note: I am honestly sorry for the long time between chapter 1 and 2, but due to some personal issues combined with a lot of stress and work for school, I haven't been able to write in the last two months. I am hoping to be able to write more again from now on, but at this moment can't promise anything. Anyway, here is the new chapter, I wrote it in a short time, but I just wanted to bring it out here. I hope you'll enjoy!

CHAPTER 2 – THE NEW GIRL

Not one week after Farkle's accident, there was some tumult just down the street in which Farkle lived. Farkle was doing a lot better, as the size of his concussion had decreased, so he went, accompanied by his four three friends Riley, Lucas and Zay, to check what was going on. It seemed as though someone was moving in in the house at the very end of the road, which had been empty for as long as Farkle could remember. Broad-shouldered men carried couches, dressers and wardrobes into the house, while a blonde haired girl looked at them from the stone on which she sat. She looked about their age, and not at all too happy to be there. When they approached her, she hissed at them. Cat-like.

Farkle couldn't help himself from thinking about the girl the day after. She seemed to be a mixture between upset and angry, though he didn't understand why, as in his eyes, they'd done nothing wrong. All they wanted to do was get in contact with her, try to talk to her. He almost became obsessed, much to Riley's dismay. Farkle decided he couldn't take it any longer and went out to see if he could contact the blonde haired girl.

As fate would have it, she was sitting on the very same stone as the day before, still looking sour. He calmly approached her, taking in her facial expression, which didn't change, so he figured it'd be safe to come closer. He eventually sat down next to her. Almost immediately, the girl laid his head on Farkle's shoulder.
"I…- I have a girlfriend," Farkle stammered, in disbelief of the girl's bluntness.
"And I just need someone here with me," the girl said sharply.
"I can be here for you," Farkle said confidently.
"That's why I let you stay," the girl calmly responded.
"What's wrong?" Farkle inquired.
"I just don't want to be here… We moved here from New York and I just want to go back there. I don't want to start my life all over again. I had friends in New York, I had family in New York, I had a life in New York!" the girl nearly shouted, astounding Farkle.
"I think building up a new life is easier than you think," Farkle said, talking out his phone.
"What are you doing?" The girl asked.
"Texting my friends, they'll be here in five minutes," Farkle replied, smirking.

When they arrived, Riley, Lucas and Zay all looked weirdly at the couple sitting in front of them. Where the blonde haired girl had shown bitterness yesterday, she now looked strangely calm.
"Guys, this is Maya Hart," Farkle began, "she moved here from New York City. She's a little upset that she has to begin all over again, but I want to help her. Are you guys in?"
"If she ain't hissin' at us again," Zay said, his statement backed up by Lucas.
"She won't. I think she'll be our friend for the next couple' years, if that's fine," Farkle said.
With that, the group of four now became a group of five.

One of the first things Maya did was invite them inside, where she showed the other four her room, which wasn't even half finished. Here and there were a few strokes of paint, indicating which wall would become which colour, and apart from a bed and a wardrobe, there was nothing in the room at all.
"Maya, how long do you have to live like this?" Riley asked.
"I think about a month, two months tops," Maya responded.
"Two months?!" Riley nearly shouted.
"Yeah, well, my parents want to finish the living room first before they begin another room, which will probably be either the bathroom or the kitchen, after which my room will be done," Maya shrugged.
"What if we help?" Zay offered.
"Will you do that?" Maya asked, clearly surprised and moved.
"Yeah, course, we're friends now," Farkle said.

They all took a brush and started to paint. Within three hours, every wall was covered in two layers of paint, which they deemed enough. It livened up the room. It made the room better to live in, and the fact that her newfound friends helped her with it was of no small value to Maya either. It was a Sunday and the next day would be a school day, so the four made their apologies to Maya that they couldn't finish furnishing her room today, but that it'd have to wait until next week, but Maya waved their apologies away.
"What you've done for me today is more than I could have hoped for. Thank y'all so much!" she said and looked at everyone.

They decided to drink something at their favourite hangout place, ran by Riley's mother, Topanga. When they got there, Riley went up to the waitress.
"Hey Wendy, the usual, but make it five instead of four," she said.
Five ginger ales appeared on the counter and Riley gave Wendy the money. She then walked over to their usual spot and handed everyone their drink.
"What is this?" Maya asked, examining the goldish liquid in her bottle.
"Ginger Ale, our usual," Riley answered.
"It smells funny," Maya commented.
"You've never heard of Ginger Ale?" Farkle asked.
"Nope, I must say, I didn't drink much soda in New York," Maya replied, sipping her bottle.
"It tastes funny too, I like it," was her final verdict.
"A toast on Maya," Lucas said, raising his glass.
"On Maya!" the rest parroted, raising their glasses as well.
"On you selfless, great people," Maya said, after which they all took a big gulp from their drinks.

An awkward silence fell over the group as they finished their drinks without another word. They just looked at each other, which was enough for the initial four, but Maya started to feel weird, so she attempted to make some small talk.
"To which school are you guys going? See, I'm going to Ben McCulloch Middle School from tomorrow onwards," she said.
"That's our school!" Farkle excitedly said. The five engaged in a conversation in which they discovered that Maya would be their classmate from now on, which made Maya a lot happier and more confident that this move to Texas might not have been that bad after all. They talked Maya into going to school with them, as they usually meet each other halfway between Farkle's house and the school and walk the last part of the journey together. Maya agreed, glad that she wouldn't be left out on her first day at school.

Maya had been to several schools, so she told. Apparently, Maya's mother travelled a lot for work and sometimes they had to move. Maya told that she was born in San Diego, and then moved to Philadelphia, Cleveland, Milwaukee, New York City and now to Austin. When Farkle commented that she'd basically seen the entire United States, Maya hung her head and softly nodded in agreement.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to emphasize it," Farkle quickly apologized.
"I know, it's just that I didn't like moving around all the time and starting over again and again," Maya answered, "I never really had a home. Home was wherever I would be for the next… half year? Year? Who knew? Not me, not my mum…"
Farkle nodded in understanding.

Farkle and Maya eventually ended up walking Riley home after which Farkle walked Maya home (something which Riley didn't really like). Farkle reminded Maya to be at his house at exactly 8 o'clock to walk with him to the place where the whole group would meet. Maya nodded and went inside, thanking him for the fact that he took the effort of trying to come to her again.

Farkle then went home himself, in his mind only thinking about the deed he'd done today. He made someone happy. He made life easier for somebody else. He allowed someone new to come into his close group of friends, and he was only happy that his friends accepted her in that group as well. Little did Farkle know that this would be the end of him and Riley though…

Author's note:
I hope you liked the chapter, please let me know what you think!
I do not own anything recognizable.