Girl Meets Plus One || BOOK 2

We Meet Belief

SCHOOL

"You know why it's a great day?" Riley said as we walked down the staircase.

"For you? Because it's a day," Maya snickered.

"Endless possibilities lie ahead."

"Nothing is endless except your goofy face," Maya replied as we got to the bottom of the staircase and the blonde noticed a crisp five dollar bill, "What a great day! Looky here. What should we buy?"

"We're not buying anything. That money is not yours."

"This is where our friendship ends, right here, right now. Goodbye forever." I tugged the blonde's arm, pulling her back as Riley stared at the girl with the money.

"Maya, somebody dropped that."

"Who? Name? Whose is it? Whose? I'll take any 'whose'. I'll take the 'who's' with the apostrophe because I never know which is right.

"In this case, it would be the whose without an apostrophe, because you're meaning to say 'who does this belong to'," I noted as the girls turned to me for a moment, before returning to their conversation.

"How could you live knowing that that belongs to somebody else?" the brunette asked.

"Everything I own belonged to somebody else," Maya retorted blandly, before shaking her head, "Riley, it's a five-sky. Not even a one-sky. Anybody could find a one-sky."

"Put it back!"

"This is my only source of income," as the bell rung I sighed, going to class. Maya followed me before pausing as Riley spoke once more. I huffed, just heading into the classroom, not wanting to deal with the girl's bickering. As I sat down Lucas poked my right shoulder. I turned back to him, crossing my legs.

"I've been summoned?" I said looking at him with a smile, "Whatcha need Cowboy?" Lucas shook his head as he chuckled, before smiling back at me.

"Wanna run lines during lunch?" he asked referencing the production he and I were set to star in a little while before the school year would end. I nodded as the girls walked in. I noticed Maya now had two five dollar bills in her hand.

"Where'd you get a clone?" I raised an eyebrow at the blonde. She smirked, looking at Riley as she sat down.

"The same place," Maya grinned, "Mocha chip after school!" she said holding the pair in a satisfactory victory.

As I pulled out my notebook Riley couldn't help but hold a glare at Maya. The blonde huffed.

"Riles, it was just a coincidence I happened to find it. Can you leave it alone?"

"There are no coincidences, Maya."

"A coincidence is just the universe's way of saying, 'Hi'."

"Or God's," I chimed in, the two girls looked at me weirdly, I held an awkward smile between my gritted teeth, "Alrighty then." I sighed, turning back in my seat, thinking it better to not get involved. Matthews looked at me from his desk.

"Hi."

"Apparently, somebody here needs to learn a lesson," I said glancing over at the blonde and brunette feuders.

"In 1425, Joan of Arc, a 13-year-old girl, believed that she heard the voice of God," Matthews pointed to the board. Riley leaned over to Maya.

"This is your lesson," she whispered, before leaning back in her desk and wearing a confident smile.

"Telling her to drive the English out of France."

"Wow," I said.

"Amazing," Riley's eyes widened with impressment.