Road Trips (A Lucaya Story)

Heroes

⚠Rules: You must listen to the song above ☝ while reading!⚠

Maya's pov

Lucas parked his shitty Volkswagen infront of my house. It looked even worse in the morning light.

"Morning Huckleberry" I said while getting in the car.
"Good morning Maya" He said.
"Is it possible to make your car look less like shit? Or is it just bad lighting?" I said with a sarcastic smile on my face, Lucas rolled his eyes.
"Hey, I don't have to take you to school you know?" He replied.
"Yeah, yeah just drive." Lucas smiled and turned on the radio's volume, we were listening the only CD that Lucas had, David Bowie.
"How is it that you're from Austin, Texas and you're a Bowie fan?" I asked.
"I don't know, country is not my type."
"Riley hates Bowie. Or anything like this."
"I was talking about music Maya." He said smiling. "What do you like though?" I looked at him and raised my eyebrows as much as I could. I turned the volume even higher and opened the window so that everybody knew what a good taste in music we had, Lucas imitated me.
"Tiiimee maay change meee, but I caan traacee tiiimee" We both sang loudly, and the song came to an end. Lucas stoped the car because of a red light and we both looked at eachother while laughing. But sudnley we weren't laughing anymore, it took me a few seconds to realize we were kissing while 'Heroes' Was playing in the back. Our lips moved to the rythm of the song, I could hear the car's horns behind us but I didn't care, everything around me dissapered, except for him.

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When we got to school Riley was already there. When she spotted us she ran toward us. She gave me a big hug and kissed the lips that just a few minutes ago were mine, I grimaced and Riley might had noticed because while we were walking to class she asked: "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, I just had a really bad breakfast this morning." But it had actually been a great breakfast and it came in the shape of a Lucas Friar. But I couldn't think like that, I couldn't steal somebody's breakfast, Riley loved her breakfast and she would never steal mine.
"Hey Riley" Lucas said. "Just a random question, would you ever listen to Bowie maybe?" I gave him the most despicable look I had ever gave to anybody in my life and he inmidiatly realized he had screwed up.
"What, why?" Riley asked confused.
"Uh, um. Nothing. Just, um wondering." He said extremly nervous.
"Okay... And, I wouln't mind. I just prefeer Taylor Swift and One Direction." I laughed and gave het a big hug. I couldn't hide this guilty feeling I had in my throat, crying to come out.

In class, Mathews was going on about some war, and I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss. How perfect it had been. Bowie in the background, Lucas and he's shitty car, I had never expected to describe that as "perfect" but it was. Fuck, I wanted a cigarette.

"Mr. Mathews, can I go pee please?" The whole class laughed and Mathews shook his head.
"It's almost recess Maya"

Now Lucas was passing me a note. I grabbed it and opened it without Mathews noticing.

Meet me in my car after school
Ps: Our kiss was amazing.

That ps made me smile and I looked around hoping that nobody noticed.

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After school, Lucas and I got in his car, where, hours ago we had the best kiss in the history of kisses. But he couldn't know that, he was her breakfast and she loved it. I was going to have to make my own breakfast. Fuck, I needed to smoke.

"Can you drive?" I asked desperate.
"Where?"
"Away. Now." He turned his car on and drove away. I took a cigarette from my backpack and its lighter. I finally smoked and the peace ran through my body. I sighed.
"Do you want me to pull over so that we can talk?"
"No, can we just drive, like away from the city? Just for a while."
"Yeah, sure. Just let me text my mom. Shouldn't you text yours?"
"She won't even notice I'm gone." I said sucking the tobacco down my lungs. Lucas glanced at me and finished texting.
"Done. Okay. Let's drive." I laughed and pressed the play button to listen to Bowie's voice penetrate my ears. I opened the window and looked out the window, and there, listening to Bowie's voice, feeling Lucas presence and the wind hitting my hair, I felt it. I threw my cigarette through the window. I didn't feel like I needed it, I felt complete. I felt like I had everything I needed. And I had this beautiful feeling that didn't go away, a feeling that tickled my heart and said "It's just the begining".