Lucas

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 I put the note in my pocket, always keeping it with me. Looking around, I spot my phone. The one with tons of different pictures of Maya and I. Acting quickly, as though my pictures would be deleted some how, I plug my phone to my computer, downloading them onto the software. Finished with that, I print them out, looking at each of them carefully. 

The picture of us kissing. The one where we sat next to each other at Riley's house, when we went to a concert outside at night, and Maya seemed to glow, then my favorite. The one where I'm wrapped up in a white blanket, and Maya jumped onto my back, and we laughed. It's the one she hates because she complained she has a funky face. But it's my favorite because it completely captures her personality. 

Placing the photos inside my jacket pocket, I walk downstairs. "Mom, when are we moving?" I ask, tying not to let my voice crack with emotion.

 "Oh I forgot to tell you that didn't I? We move next week. Would you like to have a going away party or anything?" 

"No mom. That won't be necessary." 

"Honey can you tell me what happened. Please?"

For some reason, I want to spill everything. To get it off my chest. My mom sits on the couch, and I join her.

"Okay fine. I broke up with Maya because she's moving away and long distance relationships don't work. I didn't tell her my reason though, so she went and told Riley and Farkle about it, and now they won't even talk to me. But even though I have no friends, I want to stay because I don't want to forget her. I might be another dumb, love sick teenager, but she really was the one mom. I had visions about us. I saw our daughter. She has Maya's hair and eyes with my face. And her name's Maylee, and I know Maya saw her too. She told me about her when she was in the hospital. I KNOW we were meant to be together, but I was a stupid jerk who broke up with her. No she's living in Florida with her family and-"

"Wait what are you talking about? Shawn and Katy....."

"No... Maya's dad... he came back."

There's silence, and I walk back up to my room, thinking about Maya and how much I miss her.

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