Maya walked into class, late because she had overslept and Riley had left without her. She was irritated with her best friend and as she walked to her seat, dripping wet from the pouring rain, she flashed her a look that wiped the welcoming smile off Riley's face. Maya took her seat, taking off her totally drenched jacket. Lucas was so absorbed in copying the notes on the board that he hadn't yet registered Maya's bad mood..
"Hi, Maya," he mumbled absentmindedly, scribbling away as she took her seat beside him.
"Hi," she said shortly.
Lucas glanced up and saw her wet clothes. He also vaguely noticed the way the water clung to her eyelashes and made her ocean blue irises pop out. He payed a little too much attention in the beauty of the rain than he did to her actual mood.
"What's the matter Maya, were you so mad to go to school today that you cried yourself a river?"
Maya turned and glared at him. "Not right now pretty boy."
She grabbed a tuna melt from her bag and began to eat it, with complete disregard to Mr. Matthews' no eating rule. Her tone should have warned Lucas to shut up, but he pushed his limits anyway, getting his head in her face. "Did you slip in a puddle of your own drool before you bought the sandwich?"
Maya pressed her lips together, annoyed yet inexplicable entertained. "No, actually, I thought about all the poor animals starving in the world and decided to feed some of them." She held up the sandwich to his mouth, and he tilted his head, the corner of his mouths pulled up in defeat.
As Maya laughed, she started to pull the sandwich away from his face back to her mouth when Lucas unexpectedly took a large bite out of it. He actually looked like a cow with the food sticking out of his mouth, and she was tempted to laugh, but she was already in enough trouble, so she refrained. Regardless, Lucas somehow managed to speak even with food in his mouth, "Moooo." That set Maya off, and she burst out laughing with Lucas chuckling along. They received many annoyed glares from the rest of the class, with an exasperated sigh from Riley, and a deadly look from Mr. Matthews.
"Maya," Mr. Matthews continued, "is your sandwich too much of a distraction?"
"No, Mr. Matthews, the sandwich isn't the distraction" she said. "It's actually Lucas," she muttered under her breath.
