Maya sat in the window in the library with a sketchpad out as she drew a picture of Riley and Lucas talking at the table and her and Farkle in the window when they did the project without phones, before everything got so confusing.
"Found you." She turned around to see Lucas. He sat down next to her. "You missed class."
"I didn't want to see anyone."
"You're not a slut." She looked up confused. "I only said it because I was mad and I do forgive you."
"You really forgive me?"
"Yes."
"Than I have no right not to truly forgive you for hurting me."
"No. You have every right. We were never official and you didn't physically hurt me."
"I disagree but either way, I do forgive you."
"Thank You."
"And thank you." Maya looked at the clock and jumped up. "I've got to go."
"Where?"
"Uh, home, I have to be home for dinner." Lucas looked at the clock.
"It's only three."
She swung her bag around her shoulder and ran out to the laundry mat. Not the one she had seen Cory at but another one where she was working now, helping customers but mostly sewing and mending. She didn't know that the other one was closing and that the Matthews would be going there instead but that was not yet. She rushed in.
"You're five minutes early." Said Miss Nona.
"Oh, the clock must have been off."
"It's okay. I wanted to discuss hours with you."
"Okay." She pulled out a paper with writing on it.
"Mondays, Wednesday, and Friday 3-6 and Saturday 7-2. Does that sound good?"
"Perfect." She would be making $140 a week, working minimum wage, working sixteen hours, and still have time.
Maya spent the three hours sewing curtains and things in the back of the room.
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Eleven at fifteen (gmw/Lucaya)
ФанфикMaya thinks that things will get better when she gets back from boarding school. Unfortunately, that's not so easy. Instead, she looks eleven due to an eating disorder and is confused about how she feels about Lucas.
