Chapter 14: Can't Blame A Girl For Trying

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Okay I'm sorry I don't know what tf I was thinking moving this story so fast. I swear I'm just like "I've got this great idea, let's skip the good parts to get to the freaking climax of the book so soon" Yeah, great idea me. But this isn't the climax of my story. I've got a lot planned for you guys '3'

PS: Since I was sick I've written fast for this chapter to go out. Enjoy!

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9 Weeks

Maya

Now that I had talked to my mom, she helped me understand things a lot more. She helped me with what happened before I told her, and how to calm down. But there was something with no relation to the baby that I had to take care of.

Farkle

Ever since I've realized that, I noticed how weird he'd been acting. I never really nit picked with the differences, but now I did.

I invited him over to my house. He accepted. I got ready for him. I though about everything I was going to say, and possible answers to what he might say. I just really like to think ahead.

"Hello Maya." He knocks on the door. I open it and he smiles. "Oh, quick question. Schools tomorrow and I wondered if you were going."

"Uh, I don't know yet." I say, "But I have a question for you too."

"Okay go ahead." He says.

"Do you like someone?" I blurt out. He was a little confused. "Like, do you like like someone?" Yes I still used third grade lingo.

"Uh, yeah. I think usually everyone does whether they know it or not." He says.

"Who is it?" I ask curiously. I had to get confirmation.

"A girl." He says. I give him a look.

"What's her name?" I beg. He kind of gives me this "uh" sound. "Okay I'll make it easier. How far is she?" I ask him.

"Uh... I wound say... Five." He says.

"What? Five what? Kilometers, miles, yards, feet?" I question him. He shakes his head for no.

At this point his face was red because I was sure now that it was me. He may have knew.

"Farkle." I mutter out his name. He looks at me. I quickly grab his shirt and pull him in for a kiss.

He was shocked at first, but he relaxed after a little bit, then he finally kissed back.

When I let go of his shirt, we pulled away. When we pulled away, my face was red and so was his.

"I didn't know you liked me too Maya..." He says.

"Yeah, I guess I do." I tell him. I was really red. "I kind of figured out that you did along the way."

"Oh, it was that obvious?" He asks.

"Yes. You already told me you loved me!" I joke with him.

"Oh yeah, I did." He smiles.

We sit in an awkward silence for about a minute. I take a breath and ask him,

"So what are we now?" He looks at me and smiles,

"I don't know Maya, what do you want us to be?"

"I would like us to be more than friends." It very much annoyed me when I showed emotions. Especially this one, love.

"Okay. Maya, would you like to-"

Ring

I pick up and answer my phone.

"Hello, is this Maya?" It was a woman. I couldn't recognize the voice though.

"This is she." I say.

"Hello Maya. Is my son with you?" I realize who it is after she says that.

"Oh, Jennifer. Yes he is, would you like to talk to him?" I ask.

"Yes, thank you Maya." She says. I hand the phone off to Farkle.

"Hi mom." He answers I walk around my room, bored as he answers his mom with Yes and Okay. Finally he says, "Okay mom, I love you. Bye" he hangs up and gives me my phone back.

"So." I say. He smiles at me.

"Sorry for the interruption. I needed to ask you something." He says.

"Go ahead." I urge him on.

"Well, Maya, I would like to know if you would want to be my girlfriend?" He asks me, it makes me smile.

"Yes, Farkle. I would love to." I kiss his cheek. Then we just stand there.

"I have to get home Maya." He tells me. I nod.

"Oh, okay. I'll walk over to Riley's" I was no longer safe in the presence of my own home. I only wanted to be here if my mom or someone else was.

"Alright I'll walk you part way." He says. I take his arm in mine and we walk down the street.

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I haven't had a chance to re-read this. I bet there is 1,000 mistakes. This is on my 'to be fixed' list.

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