AN: Okay, who else didn't know that the Matlins had another, even older sister? Because I didn't. Thank you Wikia, you feed my inspiration every day~

Pride Part 2

"Hey Cam." Katie said loudly, looking down at nowhere but her phone, when she answered the door. Cam smiled at her politely even though she obviously didn't see him and he was kind of upset. He moved to step inside but Katie pushed him back as she dug around in her pocket for a while. Finally, Katie smiled and produced two ear-plugs.

"They're my back-ups. You might need them, Maya's practicing again." she explained, dropping the pink ear buds in his hand. He stared down at them.

"Thank, Katie."

Maya seemed to be deep inside one of Beethoven's symphonies when he reached her room. He was so quiet and her She didn't even look up when he entered the room. Her cello was her main priority in this moment. Her bow dipped and fell and curved and it hit what he assumed to be all the right notes... it was incredible watching her like this.

Here, she was focused. She was driven, she was talented. It was just her and her cello, her in the music. It was in the way her hair fell in her face and she bit her lip while playing and her forehead creased in concentration. He found it a bit sexy. In fact, he found it attractive enough to almost forget why he was here and why he was upset.

Knocking on her open door, Cam waited for her to look up. When she did, she jumped a bit and blinked as if she was entering a whole new world. He raised his eyebrows at her and she gasped, looking at the time. It was 6. A half hour after she was supposed to meet him at the Dot. Oops.

"I'm so so sorry. I just... and the cello..." she stuttered. He sighed in a resigned way. Maya looked down at her cello for a second. "I just... I wanted to practice. I was rusty."

"That was rusty?" Cam finally said after a pause of silence. Maya gave a tiny smile and looked down again.

"Please don't hate me too much. I didn't mean to stand you up, I swear." Maya asked of him, avoiding his gaze. Campbell stepped forward, reaching her spot in the middle of the room. He reached forward and placed a finger under her chin, so she'd look up at him, in his eyes. Maya swallowed.

"I don't hate you. I could never hate you..." he admitted. "And I know you didn't mean to stand me up. Music is important to you and I get that, especially since next year you're definitely getting on the Grade 11 Band. I'm proud of you."

Maya smiled brightly. He couldn't help but grin back at her. He leaned down slowly, eyes on her lips and he was almost there... when a cough came from the hallway. He stopped abruptly and turned to face his doom by the hands of Katie Matlin.

"Campbell, I hope you know everyone in Toronto can see you towering over my 15 year old sister who is in 9th grade, right now." Katie said in her authority voice. Maya bit her lip and looked down.

"Well not towering. You're not that much taller than her." Katie added, walking off. Maya couldn't help it and let out a big laugh.

Cam turned to her, tickling her side a bit. "That's not funny!"

"Why are you here?" Owen asked, chewing on his gum noisily. Cam was here at Degrassi, after 6 PM, for a reason. One he considers to be very good, and an important one. He really didn't want Owen here to mess anything up.

"It's the Spring Concert. Maya's on the band. And you knew that. You're here because?" Cam asked, even though he really didn't care. Just wanted him to go.

"It's the Spring Concert. Tris is in that stupid band. You knew that." Owen sneered. Cam rolled his eyes. "Mom and Dad made me come, again to support his flamboyant lifestyle or something. Thank god this is my last one. No more for me."

"Nah. Tristan's gonna be in the play this month. You'll have to go to that." Owen groaned, plopping in the seat next to Cam dramatically, which Tori had ordered him was specifically for Zig. So, he'd rather Owen didn't because Tori kind of scared him. His parents probably aren't missing him that much. Lord knows he wouldn't.

"Quiet, everyone, we're about to begin."' Ms. Oh's voice sounded lightly. "We'll start with our Grade 9 Band."

And with that, all of the freshman walked out but all he could see was Maya. Her hair was straightened, by Tori, and she was wearing a white dress with a black belt. He couldn't stop staring, even when Owen was groaning about Tristan wearing a "full blown tuxedo while playing the goddamn French horn, which is obviously the gayest of all instruments" .

Two hours later, Cam woke Owen up from his nap. Owen did wake up and yawns something of a goodbye-slash-thank you before staggering off to find his parents or crash into a teacher or two. Cam honestly didn't know anymore.

Cam shook his head at his departing body but didn't focus long. Here came Maya, with Tristan and Tori flanking her. She's glowing like a star and laughing at Tristan's impression of Owen snoring. When she played, she was in a world of her own. She was bigger than life, she was amazing, incredible, and unforgettable in her own way.

"Hey, lover boy." Maya's mom called from behind him. "Give this to her, she likes the color purple." And she pressed a purple flower in his hand, before smiling at him widely. He thanked her and she winked as she left, making him blush a bit.

But when she reaches him, with a flower her mom gave him, Maya's smile makes this the best moment in the world.

Okay, as of now, I'm taking prompts/requests. Pleeease guys?