Maya's P.O.V
♫ Permanent Jetlag, Please Take Me Back, Please Take Me Baaack.♫
I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing.Who could that be? I thought to myself. I looked over at the digital clock, on my dresser. It was only 3:45 in the morning. What lunatic calls at this hour? I rolled over, onto my left side so that I was facing the window. I reached for my phone. Once I unlocked it, I saw that the lunatic was Cari. This better be important. I was still tired, but I decided to call her back anyways, just to make sure that everything was fine, and she wasn't being followed, or captured by assassins, or something like that. I dialed her number, and she picked up on the first ring.
Maya's Phone
Maya: Hello?
Cari: You're alive!
Maya: Yeah... Why wouldn't I be?
Cari: Well, you just disappeared after our set at the dance. Where'd you go?
Maya: Home....
Cari: Alone?
Maya: Why do you need to know that? Actually, why does it matter?
Cari: Why are you being so defensive? You let that undeserving, low-life, skater boy, back into your life didn't you?
Maya: He's not a low-life. Crap. I didn't mean to say that.
Cari: I'm disappointed. All I really want to know is, why?
Maya: Okay, first of all, lets get things straight. You're not my mother, so there's no reason for you to be disappointed. I'm a big girl. Also, technically, if you insult him, you're insulting Chimera as well. Let's not forget that they share a set amount of DNA. And lastly, I took him back because he had a great, sincere apology. Plus, love is basically a test! You don't just give up when things get hard, or you'll end up failing!
Cari: Whatever floats your boat. Anyways, I wasn't just calling to see if you were alive. I wanted to know if you would do me a favor and come to Louisiana, and then New York with Chimera and I for Spring Break? The Fischers have vacation homes in each state, and that's where we'd be staying. My mom said that I could go, as long as another girl, with common sense and a good head on her shoulders came as well.
Maya: I guess I'll go. I really don't feel like going to California with my family. Rae's mother is going with them.
Cari: Awesome. I'll tell my mom. She said she'd pay for you. I'll call you later, probably around 11ish. Bye.
Maya: Bye.
Maya's P.O.V
I hung up on Cari. I looked at my clock, and saw that it was 4:30. Why does Cari have such a big mouth? I only had about three more hours, until my day started. I tried closing my eyes, to go back to sleep, but that didn't work. After what seemed like forever, I gave up on trying to go back to sleep. I rolled to the left. I wasn't planning on falling out of my bed, but I guess my body thought the floor needed a hug. As I stood up, I saw that it was only 5. How had it only been thirty minutes? This is why I hate mornings! It might have been early, but it definitely wasn't too early to get a head start on my day.
I had already taken a shower, last night after Griffin dropped me off, so I just had to get dressed, and do something with my hair. I threw on a grey shirt, with the British flag on it, my black, skinny jeans, and signature black converse. After that, I went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and washed my face. My hair didn't look as bad as I thought it did. It really, just needed to be combed. I ended up just coming it out, so that it didn't look like I literally had just gotten out of bed. As I was about to leave the bathroom, I noticed that my towel had fallen off of the shower curtain rod. I picked it up, and put it back up there. I stopped to look over myself in the mirror, just to make sure I hadn't missed anything. I noticed that I had forgotten to put my other earring in. I picked my left earring up, off of the counter top, and I looked into the mirror. Little did I know, that I would get the shock of my life when I looked up. I wanted to scream, but when I tried to, all that came out was air. My breath was literally taken away. When I looked up, I a figure in the mirror next to me. I blinked to make sure that it was really there, but when I opened my eyes, it was gone. All I felt was a cool touch on my arm, like a breeze, but it felt more like hands stroking my arm.
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Freshman Year
Teen FictionMaya is just an average teenage girl,starting high school along with her best friends Cari, and Phoenix. She thinks that high school will be the worst four years of her life, and that she'll never change. Or will she? Throughout the year, Maya and h...