Lucaya//Oneshots

From a Certain Point of View

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September of 2014, I was almost certain I had fallen in love with her.
I mean, I was 13. How would I know anything about love?
Plus, I was supposed to have eyes for the one that fell on my lap. The one that was just like me and practically had my laugh. It just made sense to everyone around us. We were going to be class couple, we just had to be something.
But I mean, I kinda screwed myself over with that plan.
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I remember meeting her trivial smile on the train to my school, and her funny yet sarcastic appearance walk up to me and talk as if she had practiced her lines a night before. I didn't know what to think, I mean, it was just so fast that I could barely catch my breath.
But I did remember that the girl's name was Maya. And her best friend, Riley.
And when I walked into that classroom, I was welcomed by a teacher, but could almost point out the familiar blonde curls and warm smile in the background. Her and her best friend. They were inseparable and no matter what, had each other's backs. It was Riley and Maya forever; I could just tell.
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At the time, I was pretty blind sided and new to everything, so the brunette caught my eye in that class. She was sweet, and her brown eyes stuck out to me. But wherever she was, I could always just see some part of the girl that I met first on the subway. I didn't want that. I tried really hard to ignore it, but she was just so out there. Maya was half the life of Riley's party.
I wanted to talk to both of these girls. They seemed to be so real and different from what I had back in Texas. And I met Farkle, who was seriously the most smartest person I've met.
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Riley and I. We talked constantly, and I mean everyday. Or at least everyday that week. It was so new and life was moving incredibly fast like the speed of light. But once again like other times, it slowed down. Her friend slowed me down. It was frustrating yet soothing, if that's a way to describe it.
We had a lesson about life without technology, and that's when Riley and I were in the library, talking face to face. I distinctly remember hearing the words, "Not until we put down our phones, switch off our computers and look in each other's eyes will we be able to touch each other's hearts." In the distance of the library.
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Maya and I. Everyday we sat in our seats, but she always seemed so intriguing to look at. I don't know how to explain it--it was like she was a drug. I was high for her, but wouldn't admit it. Though dreams did say otherwise, ahem. It was her breath-taking smile. The way the corners of her pink lips curled up as her eyes glowed extra blue. She lit up the room just by walking into one.
But little did I know.
Little did I know that just one quality or, millions of qualities she had just completely had me slipping. I was slipping into this high that she had me hooked on. She didn't even mean for it to happen.
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Her ha-hurrs are adorable. The little up in the face gesture; but dangerous and tempting to pull her face closer to mine. Hm.
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My date with Riley. It was really fun, we had fun together.
But I just haven't felt the spark. I haven't had the "oh my gosh, this girl." kind of feeling. She kissed me, too. Her hands went to my cheeks and she leaned in and kissed me for just a second, and pulled away. A smile switched to my face, and I awkwardly glanced back at her.
Maya had her problems with Josh at the time too. It made me curious.
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Yearbooks arrived in school finally, and we all had labels. I was most likely to be okay with just about everything. Riley would smile practically to death, but it's not like any of us had any problem with it. Farkle was Farkle. He's incredibly unique.
Maya and I won class couple. Odd, isn't it? I mean, we weren't supposed to be that. Riley and I could've gotten that easy. But my feelings clouded my eyes for days.
But those two had issues to what they had-what they were labeled by.
I never really knew what Maya's was, oddly. She never really said it.
But everyone was trying to figure themselves out.
And in the meantime, Maya made herself Riley for some reason... I don't even know.
But damn, does she do good Riley impressions.
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Music, art, dance, gone. Or so we all thought. It was something of Maya's passion. I've never seen someone with most spontaneous and honest paintings. When she painted, her arms would slowly go up and down the canvas, and an eyebrow would be slightly above the other in concentration. It was almost adorable to stare, except when she'd catch me.
Other times where she'd lick her lips as she progressed her painting even further. And when she finished, she took a breath and smiled at her painting. A smile that she wouldn't allow many to see, but I always saw it.
But when the word on the street was that they couldn't afford to do it anymore, that smile that once laid upon the girls face had disappeared. It dropped as if she saw someone die right in front of her.
Almost like her spirit had died, practically.
"I don't want that for Maya. I want Maya to be happy."
"Wow, looks like Lucas is getting all fired up on your behalf." Zay commented.
She hesitated. "Thank you Lucas, but it's just an art class."
"They're taking away something you're very good at."
"You've never said that to me before."
She sings like an angel.
//
It's been over two years now. Fast, right?
I feel like I've known them forever.
But when Riley got bullied, obviously things got deeper.
She may or may not be the girl I want in that way, but no one should ever hurt her. Which is why I attempted at stepping in.
".. Lucas, pick up that bed with one arm."
But Maya knew me, so she tried preventing me from barging into her room. What a first, right?
She also knew I could go through that. And looked almost intimidated when I did it, too.
Seems like she likes both sides.
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To ride Tombstone. Nothing compared to what actually happened.
We were there, we were in the tent. The tent that lead outside to go onto the Bulls. That was scary. Riley and Maya were there, of course. But only one girl had an excited smile on her face, and it wasn't Maya. In fact, she was the complete opposite. She was concerned. It was surprising to me to see how scared she had also seemed.
But Riley looked at both of us and she was indeed puzzled.
Riding that bull, that was insane. But as I was going up in the air, forcefully landing on the ground, I opened my mind in realization. This would've been the scariest moment of my life. I thought of Maya, and how her personality was strong and was hard to stay onto in terms of friendship or even relationships. Truthfully I didn't know how to feel about it either. But next thing I knew, things went black for about ten seconds.
But wait.
Riley said we were brother and sister. What does that even mean?
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campfires. It's a time to relax, look up at the stars and to talk to your friends and have fun.
.... And not almost kiss the girl you may or may not be crushing on.
I don't know what really came over me; she was there, I was there, her face was close to mine, but I wanted it to stay there. I kept her face there, and looked into her deep blue eyes, and unintentionally flickered then down to her shocked parted lips. Her eyes traveled down to mine also, and it was like time stopped.
But we looked back into each other's eyes, knowing just what we were thinking. This couldn't happen-not here, not now. It wasn't the time, but it certainly was new. My hands slipped out of her hair slowly, savoring the softness of the hair I've yearned to run my hands through.
"Why did you do that?"
//
Going to Texas was easy, but leaving was hard. Especially since we're still in a hell of a shit storm.
"Hi."
"Hey."
".. Hi."
"....... Wow."
And that sums up the aftermath. At this point, I don't know exactly what or who I want. And it's not fair to either girl. But Riley did say she saw me as a brother.
So does that mean that Maya and I are just--
Things are changing.
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and there she was, her face softened and hesitant as she walked over shyly. Her face was pale but seemed to sparkle in the night air (probably too corny for my saying but goddamn she was radiant)
And she walked over and stood next to me with a nervous almost trembling smile. "This spot taken?"
The conversation was light and innocent, but it seemed like every sound in the world was isolated except for just Maya and I. I turned to her and smiled lightly, knowing who I wanted to be with at midnight.
"Well, it's one minute till midnight, and I'm glad you're standing here."
"Wow, that kinda makes up for everything." Maya smiled warmly and she looked down shyly. I smiled back, and
//
"Riley still loves Lucas!"
"...I did the right thing. I hope you can forgive me."
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To be continued.
-A