#3-Uncle Boing

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Maya's POV

I sit in silence for a bit, then I hear a phone ding. I look around and see a phone on the counter

Mrs.Matthews must have forgotten it

I unlock it and see that she has a new test message from... Josh.
It says

'I'll be over in half an hour'

Uncle boing is coming over? I wonder why

I place the phone back on the counter and I walk back to the couch

I sit for a minute and then I get bored

I haven't been alone in here for a long time, I might as well start snooping

I walk into Riley's room and look around

I look on her dresser. I see some lipgloss, a few pictures, and some jewelry

I open up the top drawer and see only clothes. I move the clothes around and I find a book

Not just a book, a diary

Not a very good hiding place, Riley

I open up to the first page

It is dated from October 29th of last year

I skip a few pages to get to a more recent date

Okay, this one is from last week

Dear Diary,

Maya has been gone for a whole week now. I miss her a lot. I have been hanging out with Sarah and Darby while she is away, but it's just not the same

Anyways, today at school, Farkle asked me if I wanted to go to a party next week. I obviously said yes. I can't wait for that party!

Woah! Riley was invited to a party? Why didn't she tell me?

Hey, that party is today!

I wonder if she is gonna tell me

I turn the pages to one dated from yesterday

Dear Diary,

Maya came back today! I'm so happy! I can't wait to tell her about-

"Anyone here!?" I hear a voice yell through the house

My instinct was to scream, so I did. Then I remembered that Uncle Boing is supposed to be here

Wow, I am an idiot

I hear him run towards Riley's room

"Everything oka- Maya?" Josh says

"Uncle Boing" I say and hug him

To my surprise, he hugs back. Which did hurt my arm, but I didn't say anything

"Aren't you supposed to be at school?" He asks

"Yeah, but I hurt my arm. So Mrs.Matthews brought me here" I explain

"I hope ya feel better kiddo" he says

"Josh, I am 16 years old. Don't call me kiddo" I say

"As soon as you stop calling me Uncle Boing" he says

"Deal" I say and hold out my hand

He grabs it and shakes it

When his hand touched mine, I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter

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