Hey everyone! SOOOO I decided to make this two parts. Im on spring break now, so HOPEFULLY I can start writing my next chapter. I read all your kind reviews and Im soo happy you all decided to read this story! Im starting to feel really good about writing again.
Im glad you all feel the same about my whole Matlingsworth Vs. Camaya dilemma. But in the end, I really don't know who to keep her with. asdfghjkl; Im also going to add the Paris trip into this story! WHOOOO! LOL. It's just gonna be my take on what would happen if Cam went to Paris with Maya.
ANYWAY. Before I end up ranting, here's my second chapter. Please dont forget to write a review AND to follow or favorite! I Love you all!
"MAYA!" Tori shrieked as she pounded the door of the Matlin home. "I know you're home! Stop trying to avoid the party!"
Maya hadn't bothered to text Tori or Tristan. She decided to surprise them that night when they were going to pick her up. But of course, Tori and Tristan would be blowing up the poor girl's phone every minutes since she last saw them.
You're going to the party. - Tris
We're going to have so much fun! -Bff Tori
Can you believe that Zoe is going to be there? I cant wait! -Bff Tori
I know you read my messages Matlin! -Bff Tori
We'll be there soon, girl! Tori just picked me up. -Tris
Shaking her head, she decided to open the door for her two best friends. She was already dressed. But of course, she needed Tori's approval. Opening the door, Both Tori and Tristan's jaw Dropped. Maya was wearing a Pink, off the shoulder crop top, High rise denim jeans, her usual, converse chuck taylors and she curled her blonde locks a little more than usual.
"Damn girl!" Tristan smiled in approval.
"You look HOT!" Tori agreed.
"You think so?" Maya giggled.
"I didnt even know you owned a crop top!" Tori says. "A really cute one at that!"
"I actually cut up my old shirts. Looks great huh? I didn't even know they were going to turn out this great!" Says a proud Maya Matlin.
"Well Tris and I need to fix you up a bit though, okay? I still haven't gotten ready yet either." Tori shrugs. "Im still wearing clothes from school. It's cute and all, but if I wore it at the party, can you say-"
"Fashion Disaster!" Tristan finished her sentence.
"Exactly." Tori says. "Now, can you please let us in Mini Mats. I really need to pee." Laughing, Maya Escorted her two best friends upstairs into her room.
"Viola!" Tristan says. "Maya you are a Masterpiece!"
After a countless number of changes, Tristan finally finished up Maya the way Tori would want Maya to look.
"Tristan, all you did was change my jeans into shorts, changed my converse into heels, and added a necklace." Maya says sounding a bit irritated. She was no Fashionista, but she didnt really feel any different than what she was wearing earlier. Turning around, looking at herself in the mirror, she finally understood why Tristan made her change her clothes.
I look more mature. She thought to herself. Damn though. Tristan did a good job on me.
"You looked hot earlier, But we need everyone to notice you Maya!" Tori exclaimed.
"And why, again?" A confused Maya asks.
"You said you wanted to forget about Cam, right?" Tristan asks.
"Well, Yeah." Maya mutters.
"Then what a better way to forget your ex then to find yourself partying with cute guys!" Tori Exclaimed.
"But I don't need a guy to make me happy, Tori." Maya huffed.
"You sure aren't doing a good job keeping yourself happy though, Maya." Tori says.
"You're right." Maya sighs. Maybe she's right. Maybe if I finally find another guy, Cam would finally be out of sight, out of mind.
"Okay now lets go!" Tori yells excitedly. She yanks Maya's and Tristan's arm, then they skip out the Matlin home into the night.
Arriving at the Torres home, the house was already at full swing. Beer bottles everywhere, red cups flying, and drunk high school kids. It was the usual Torres Brothers house party. They were known to have the best parties.
"Ziggy!" Tori screamed, letting go of Maya's arm. Almost tackling her boyfriend, knocking them both over. Maya and Tristan couldn't help but laugh at them. Walking towards the couple, Maya noticed a huge crowd of people in the living room.
"ARE YOU READY TO PARTY!" A girl shrieked before tanking down whatever was in her red cup.
"O-M-G!" Tristan says. "I know that voice anywhere! It's Zoe Rivas! It's Zoe Rivas!" He couldn't contain his excitement. "Im going to talk to her!" Letting Maya go, He ran towards the West Drive star.
"Tris-" Maya began, but he was determined to get to Zoe. Sighing, Maya turned around. "Hey Tor-" She started to say, but she noticed that Tori and Zig were gone. Probably running upstairs to make out somewhere. "Great." She muttered to herself. She should have saw this coming. Of course they would leave poor Maya Matlin alone. That was the main reason why she didnt wanna come to the party in the first place. Her two best friends always leaving her.
"Came here alone?" A random guy approaching her says. He was tall, clean cut hair, brown hair, brown eyes, and wearing a suit and tie. How weird. SHe thought to herself. A suit and tie at a Party?
She really didn't want to deal with boys tonight. As she was about to blow him off, she remembered what she told herself earlier. If I meet another guy, I'd probably forget about Cam. Let's give this a try. "Well. Umm. I was actually here with friends. But they ditched me." She shrugged.
"Well it's a party! You should have fun!" He smiles at her. He has a great smile. She thinks to herself. Maybe forgetting about Cam would be a lot easier than she thought. "You want a drink?" he asks her.
"I.. Umm. Don't usually drink Alcohol." She mutters shyly.
"It's okay. I bet you aren't the first one." He smiles. "Come on, Lets get you a drink."
They walked together to the crowded kitchen finding the Keg and red cups. The brown haired boy passed a cup to her. "Here," He says pointing at the nozzle of the Keg, "Fill up your cup."
"I.." Maya began.
Chuckling, He picked the nozzle up and filled a cup, then handing it to Maya. "It's okay. Here."
"Thanks." She says, taking a sip. YUCK! Its taste awful! She thinks to herself.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to the taste. " he says laughing.
Confused, Maya asks, "How'd you know I didn't like it?"
"Because I didn't at first." Saying Simply. "Oh. I don't mean to be rude. My name is Miles. Miles Hollingsworth the Third."
"Was the 'Third' Part really necessary?" She giggles.
"No. But it made you laugh," Miles smirks at her.
He has a cute name. She thinks. "I'm Maya. Maya Matlin."
"Maya eh? Pretty name for a pretty girl. It suits you." He chuckles.
Playfully rolling her eyes, "What a sweet talker."
"That's what I do." He responds. "Well, Maya I think this place is getting a little croweded. You want to head outside and talk?" He asks.
"Just talk?" She questions. How can he want to "just talk?" Guys at a party don't want to "just talk." He probably wants something from me.
"Just talk." He reassures her. "I just want to get to know you a little more." Miles extends his hand out to her.
You wanted to forget about Cam, right? Well maybe here's your chance. And without hesitation, Maya Grabbed Miles' hand and followed him out into the chilly night.
An excited Campbell approached the steps of the Torres home. Man I cant wait to see everyone there! He thinks. He's been away from Toronto for 3 months, and he never really realized how much this place had become a home to him. Yes, he left. But he was homesick. He missed his parents. Cam was depressed. He broke his arm on purpose for crying out loud! Everything is okay now. He thinks to himself. Now, he's back in Toronto, living with his parents who were very supportive of him. They agreed to move to Toronto after his siblings had finished school. Justin and Sarah (his siblings) were going to Degrassi with him. Everything was pretty much Perfect in his life. Well, except for the Love department. He missed Maya like crazy. He constantly tried to get in touch from her, but it was clear to him that she wanted to forget about him. Now that he's back for good, he hopes that he can win back Maya's love.
The front door was open, with high school students hanging out on the porch. Walking in, he saw a few familiar faces. They weren't people he considered friends, more like acquaintances. Walking downstairs, towards Dallas's area, the first thing he saw were the same jacket that he was wearing on a few familiar faces.
"HE'S BACK!" Dallas screamed.
"AYEEEE!" The rest of the Ice hounds shouted.
Cam couldnt help but smile from ear to ear. "Hey guys!"
"Whoa! Birdman! You're back!" A Tipsy Luke baker slurred.
"Yeah man, Starting my Junior year back on the ice" Cam smiled.
"Man, you better!" Owen said.
"I thought you were going to the states to be with your girl, Anya?" Cam asked Owen.
"Not leaving until later. I couldnt miss the Annual Torres party!" Owen said, tanking down his red cup.
"Grab a drink and let's party, Rook!" Dallas laughed.
"I was actually looking for Maya." Cam muttered.
"Chicken cutlet? Still got the hots for her?" Owen joked.
"Sheeeeees outsideeeee." Luke said.
"Yo' Luke, Maybe you should tone it down a bit" Cam smirked. "Thanks though. Ill see you guys later!"
Cam walked away from the team and headed outside the sliding doors. I hope she's still here. I missed her like crazy! Before even looking, he heard that beautiful laugh. He knew it anywhere. Smiling, he turned his head to the direction of her laugh.
She looks different. He thinks to himself. A crop top? Shorts? This is not the Maya Campbell remembers. She was holding a red cup! Drinking?! She NEVER used to drink. Maya Matlin, his ex girlfriend, the love of his life, is not the same girl she used to be. What happened to her? Why is she doing this? Sweet innocent Maya, was no longer innocent.
He began approaching Maya, he notices a guy with her. Short brown haired, Suit and tie, Light skin. Who is he? Why is she hanging out with him? Cam couldn't help but feel jealousy rising within him. Quickening his pace, he stood right behind her and tapped her shoulders.
"Maya." He says trying to hide his jealousy.
"Yes?" She giggles, then turns around. Her face becomes pale white. "Cam?"