Everything Will Change: Girl Meets World Fanfiction

Eighty

Maya's POV:

After recording the last session, our managers told us that the song is gonna be released in early December. I'm excited for everyone to hear it.
During the whole plane ride so far I've been overlooking the bright city below us. It's so peaceful and a great place for inspiration and thoughts to just run wild.
The lady next to me is really nice. It turns out she's actually paparazzi but wasn't like the other ignorant people. She told me that she respects my privacy. This can't be real. Going through the airport I had a security guard take me to my terminal and of course I was clobbered with paparazzi. I guess my privacy is gone now since I went to that party. I hope I don't get noticed too much at our apartments in NY. I'd ruin everyone else's personal life too.
I talked to the lady, Patricia, for most of the flight about moving, music, and then of course she had to ask about the party. She questioned me about Ross. I bet she was like secretly recording this, but I didn't care. I was careful not to release too much information. I was giving her vague answers.
"So are you and Ross a couple?"
"No. Just close friends."
"Do you like Ross? Or perhaps another guy?"
"No. He's just my friend."

Awkward right? Yeah, well. It wasn't until she brought that up.
Thankfully, we started to descend and the conversation was over.
When we got out of the jetway I kinda just rushed away from her to follow my security guard. He says, "Just keep going don't look too much because more will keep coming."
Suddenly a wave of fans come running towards me. I look up and smile and put my head back down and keep going.
Finally, we get to the car.
I say, "What a rush! That was awesome!"
He says, "Not for me. What the hell did you do this weekend to expose yourself here?" I say, "Nothing! I came here to record and went to a private party! Nobody knew about it!" He says with a sigh, "Don't be so naive. The press finds out everything. They hide in bushes or right in plain sight in disguise." I say, "Well is this what it's gonna be like from now on?" He says, "Oh little Maya. You're so innocent to this. In public or anywhere you're gonna need someone around you. You've got talent kid! People like that. You're fame is only getting bigger." Hm. I never thought about it like that. I thought I was gonna stay at that level. Thoughts fill my mind for the rest of the ride. We pull up to the apartment  and before we get out he looks around and quickly opens the door and follows me up the steps. I whisper, "Okay this is our apartment. I'm fine from here. It's really late. So I'll let you know if we do anything tomorrow."
He nods and walks back to the car. I quietly open the door to the apartment and tip toe in. I check the time:
4:55am
I quietly hum Adele's Hello and turn the lights off in the living room and walk to the bathroom. I wash off my face and brush my teeth. I go into Riley's room and grab some sweats and and a sweatshirt quietly, trying not to wake her. I change and put my phone on the dresser. I jump on the bed over her and she flinches awake. I laugh and say, "Hey!" She says groggily and happily, "When did you get home?" I say, "Just now." She sits up and says with a smile, "How was LA?" I say, "Good. The song sounded great from the little I heard. And the party was awesome! I've had a headache all day though, but I'm trying to forget about it." She says disappointed, "Yeah, well. I expected you to drink." I say, "Hey come on don't say it like that. I'm not an alcoholic or anything." She says, "But you're 16! That's how you become an alcoholic. I want you to just not drink anymore. Please. I'm only just worried about you. Plus, if the media finds out this could kill your whole career and chances at anything." I say, "Yeah but no one will find out." She says, "Then how did they find out about the party, huh?" I say nervously, "How do you know they did?" She pulls out her phone and shows me an article about the 'private' party. She says, "Luckily there were no pictures of you with a cup in your hand but they did snatch a few of you. By the way, cute dress! But asides from that. Just please please. Don't drink till you're 21. I'm saying this for your health and your career. Plus a 16 year old drinking sounds ridiculous." I sigh and before I answer, I look over and see Topanga standing in the doorway..

Oh no. Did Topanga hear the conversation? Or did she JUST walk in? And who thinks I should keep Justin as a main? And what would his role be? Please leave suggestions I'll use them and give credit for ideas! Thanks for reading <3