Cookies and Cream

~twelve~

Pictures of the characters have been posted on the first four chapters. Go check them out! Dedicated to storiesandstarbucks because she's awesome and she ships Bellarke.

"Hey Princess," Oliver muttered as he pulled Maia into a hug.

Bash thought that Oliver and him had one thing in common. They were both in love with their best friend.

The only difference was that Oliver and Maia had been best friends since they met in daycare at the age of three.

Bash had met Skye two years ago.

It was the first day of sophomore year and Skye had just moved down here with her mother. She was wearing a Harry Potter t-shirt and that is what got them chatting. She was funny and sarcastic at the same time, and her eyes sparkled when she talked about or looked at something special to her.

She used to look at him that way.

He blinked and told himself to snap out of it. He told himself he would talk to Skye, and figure all of this out.

"-any idea what happened." Oliver seemed to be asking Maia.

Maia bit her lip, "I do," She admitted, "But I can't tell you."

She turned to Bash, "But why don't you ask him? You complete jerkpole!"

Bash assumed the last part was for him.

"I don't even know what I've done," He said helplessly, "She just stopped talking to me all of a sudden. Please Maia, you have to tell me what I did so I can fix this. Her not talking to me, it sucks." At this point, he didn't even care how desperate his voice sounded.

She gazed at him, as if she was trying to make out whether he was lying or not.

"You really don't know, do you?" She asked finally.

Oliver gazed at her, "I can see the gears turning in your head, Princess. What's going on?"

She ignored him and turned to Bash, "I need you to tell me what happened-"

The second bell rang.

"I have to go," Maia muttered, and ran towards her first block class.