Emily and Maya: Our story

A chill day in Rosewood

After swim practise, I walked home from school. It was a bright day. The sun shone on my face and all I could think about was Maya. It had been a week since I saw her, and I was longing the scent of her sweet banana bubblegum. That smell felt like home, like heaven, even.The last time Maya and I met, we talked about the time when my parents forced me to join Treetops. Treetops is a course that attempts to change who you are, to make you "straight". Ugh, the word sounds so strange to me now. I dropped out and realised that Maya was my world, and no stereotypes would change that. We were meant to be together. I walked into my room and grinned to find Maya already there. Of course, she was smoking a cigarette out of my window. "Maya" I giggled, going to kiss her tanned cheek. "If my parents find out, you're dead!" I played. A huge smile spread across her beautiful face and she chuckled "oh Em, am I corrupting you?"  Maya had said that the first time we met, when she had been smoking pot when her own parents were out. The memory made me even happier, and I went to hug my girlfriend. She was so warm and inviting, how could I not go further? Kissing her cheek, my lips moved and stopped on her warm lips. Her tongue was like butter cream melting in my mouth. After a while, we stopped and sat on my bed. Maya reached into her pocket when her blackberry pinged. Suddenly, the atmosphere changed- it became dark and eery, making me totally anxious. Was this... A? No, surely not. Maya was the sweetest person I knew, and no one could want to hurt her... Could they? Wiping my sweaty palms on the "GO SHARKS" bed linen, I eyed her face. She couldn't look away from her phone. Why? Oh my God... Could this be? "Who texted you?" I said as casually as possible. My voice wavered - totally unconvincing. Maya slowly looked up at me. "Someone knows what happened last May" she whispered. That was the moment my life became ruined.