Maya
I gripped the handle of my suitcase, lifting it up from the conveyor belt carefully and placing it down on the ground. With an exhausted sigh I straighten my back to stand up straight, observing the unfamiliarity surrounding me.
I had just left home and stepped foot into an entirely new life. Plot twists are all fun and games until they happen outside of the television screen and into the real world. More importantly, in your world.
As i was trying to collect my thoughts and still make sense of whats going on with life, my name is said and fingers gently tap my shoulders, ushering me back to reality.
"Maya?"
I turn around to see my friend whose face turns cheerful as soon as she identifies me.
"GIRL I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU, TURN YOUR DAMN PHONE ON!!!"
She scolds me and pulls me into a tight hug, shaking me from side to side.
Max, my best friend and the only person i know in this city. The only person who gives a damn about me in this entire world and the only one i can truly call my family. Short and messy blonde hair carelessly flipped to the side , green eyes, a casual tank top paired with some exaggerated ripped shorts. She hadn't changed a bit.
After our long hugging session which felt like an eternity yet so brief, she pulls away, hands still on my shoulders.
"Look at me Maya.."
She says as i hadn't been able to face her this entire time trying to hold my tears in while i stared at the floor. It was as if my emotions decided to flood out altogether because of the relief i felt being in her presence, something i hadn't felt for the longest.
I take a breath in, settling down my tears and lifting my face up, facing her. My eyes meet hers. Her face held a warm yet saddened smile, as if she wanted me to know it's going to be okay but maybe wording it out would strip it off its meaning.
"Double cheese hamburgers or tacos?"
She asks putting on a light hearted smile.
"Burger all the way"
I giggle as i wipe off the tear drop forming at the corner of my eye.
After filling me up with supposedly the 'best' burgers in NYC, we head over to Max's apartment. She shows me to my room and helps me settle down. Max hadn't asked me many questions about back home. She understood i needed some space and time to think, to calm down.
"Sleep tight babe "
With a cheeky grin followed by an exaggerated flying kiss, she leaves the room shutting the door behind her.
I lay down on the bed and look at the ceiling.
After staring at the motionless fan for a couple of minutes i sit back up and decide to get my shit together. My first priority was to find a job. Amongst all this chaos, I never got the chance to plan out my next step and I had only a few hundred dollars which my asshole of an uncle left me, and i refused to rely on Max any longer than i had to.
I began scrolling through dinkelin reading through the job options available as per my qualifications. Right now i didn't have the time to be picky.
I chalked out a few options and put my phone down and before i knew it, the exhaustion hit me, my eyes closed and i fell asleep.
