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maya is beautiful. her long, curly hair looks very pretty as it cascades down her back. her smile is radiant with a glow. her eyes are a mysterious grey, glimmering with happiness.

he makeup though... that's a whole 'nother layer of beauty. i can see why corbyn likes her.

the whole car ride, i'm on my phone, texting val, my best friend.

as mentioned, val is my best friend. we met at starbucks and bonded over our love of coffee. he's dating a guy named jordan so we all meet up at starbucks every friday.

i never feel awkward because they never make me feel as if i'm a third wheel.

"so corbyn! how are the boys?" mrs. besson asks.

"crazy as usual. they headed their separate ways home today." he explains.

mrs. besson and corbyn are sitting in the front while it's maya and i in the middle seats with ashley in the back.

everyone continues talking until ashley asks me, "who ya textin' azzy?"

i pause, "oh... just my friend, val," i shrug.

"val? isn't val... like... your best friend?" i look back at ashley to see her smirking.

she knew i liked corbyn.

"uh... yeah. why?" i answer.

"oh! nothing!" she pretends to brush it off.

corbyn looks back at me and hurt is evident in his eyes.

"how's modeling, maya?" mrs. besson asks, trying to clear up the tension in the car.

"it's great! i just got my first big modeling shoot!" she smiles. she's not even trying to show off. i shouldn't be holding anything against her so why am i?

we pull up to the house and we all pop out of the car.

"what's up azalea?" corbyn asks.

"nothing much," i say.

"would you like to stay for dinner, azzy?" mrs. besson asks.

"oh! no thanks!"

"c'mon! i insist! we're having fettuccine alfredo!" she smiles.

"uhh... okay mrs. besson."

ashley, corbyn, maya, and I sit on the couches, waiting for the food.

"so azalea! tell me about yourself!" maya smiles.

"umm... well, i'm azalea. i'm 18 and i live in maine."

"silly! i know that! what college are you going to?" she asks me and i notice corbyn's head pop up.

"well, i just got out of high school last year so i got accepted to five colleges."

"omg! congratulations! which ones?"

"ucla, sewanee, colorado state, harvard, and nyu..."

"oh my god! harvard?!"

umm... yeah. i think i'm going to harvard." i say while corbyn's head shrinks back into it's normal place and ashley smirks.

"smartie pants! that's great! if you don't want to got there, you can always go to colorado and dorm with me!" i smile. maya is such a nice person.

"if you go to ucla, you can live with the why don't we boys!" ashley says while corbyn shushes her.

"omg! that's a great idea!" mrs. besson says, walking into the room.

"oh... dinner's ready, too," she says as everybody runs into the dining room but me.

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