I was having a great day, I got into UofT St George for engineering and they didn't even want my SAT grades or anything, just a high mark in my AP classes. Sorry, let me rephrase, I was having an ecstatic day. To top it all off, I have been tutoring Michael for a month now and we had become good friends. He'd even take me out for lunch when our tutoring sessions exceeded the time limit. And you know, any male attention to little Maya meant the crush train. So yes, I had a tiny crush on Michael. Actually, no wait, a medium size.
I walked into the hallway and opened my locker to find a baby blue paper with clouds drawn on it. Omg, how did I forget Flynn so fast. Hey, wait no, he forgot me. He hadn't replied to me since then. He forgot me, that's right.
I opened the letter and read:
Dear Maya,
Okay I got a problem. So I'm starting to like someone? She's small and adorable and I can't get enough of her. I love talking to her. We spend every other day together. Sure our conversations consist of studies but we sneak some actual conversation and I absolutely admire the person she is. Nice, humble, smart, hella smart, and she's so great. I sound whipped don't I?
But I don't think I've met a person who I've connected so well with. She's way out of my league, but she's so everything. I absolutely love everything about her. If I could I would sing "I see the Light" to her and be Flynn. Scratch that, I'd be the Eugene to her.
So, dear Maya, please help me. How do I go around this? Do I buy her flowers and woo her? Or tell her upfront or take her out to more dates until she gets the hint? And yeah I've been taking her out a lot, but she just brushes it off as "study dates". No man, I want it to be a date, ugh. And no, I don't have prior experience to this, cause the only other girl I dated was from 7th grade to 10th grade and then she moved. It was puppy love you know? We didn't know what we were doing just went out and hung out and made out and stuff. So please help me Maya.
Also, I'm so sorry I haven't talked to you in so long. It's a good thing though right, it means I haven't have had a problem yet. Also, I do hope we meet, before graduation. Also as an apology I've drawn you a masterpiece on the other side of the paper :)
Flynn Rider wanting to be Eugene to his Rapunzel
I turned over the paper and there were clouds and two stick figures, one was a girl with Maya written on top and the other was Flynn. The handwriting looked familiar but I brushed it off and smiled.
As I was putting the paper away, Michael came up to me and yelled, "Maya!"
I shot my eyebrows to the sky and asked what's wrong.
"I got into Rotman's!!"
I gasped and said, "Like UofT Rotman's?! The one right beside their engineering school? Cause that's where I'm going and omg we're in the same school Michael!"
I got too excited and hugged Michael and he held my waist tightly and laughed. I awkwardly untangled my arms from his neck and said, "Sorry, just got really excited."
He smiled and squeezed my waist before letting me go. "Come on, we should celebrate, we can go to the 80s club downtown and then drinks are on me!"
I pouted and said, "But I'm 18?"
"It's okay I'm 19, I'll show them my ID and you can just stick with me and they'll let you in."
I shrugged and said okay and we made our way to class with the excitement of tonight and the thought of Michael's arms around my waist.
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Notes from Flynn Rider | #Wattys2018
Short StoryMaya, the teenage "Aunt Suzy", suddenly starts getting notes in her locker. Usually her "patients" would come up to her and vent, but this mysterious writer found venting to Maya through letters was much more helpful. Oh and he called himself Flynn...