detention, gmw

Chapter 8: happy moment

Authors note:

I feel like updating cuz me bored.

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Maya's POV:

It's been a year and half since I left JQA.

I was scared to go back.

My dad wasn't coming back.

He left me. He said he is going away and bye.

He didn't say that he loves me.

I know he doesn't. No one does.

I still never got that new kids name.

All I know is that it started with L since he was trying to say it and i heard L.

Whatever.

I was at home when I got a knock on my door. I got up and answered it.

It was the police.

"Maya Hart." The police officer said.

"Yes?" I asked nervous.

"Parker Daniels. Maya Hart. We've found you a new family."

What!

Riley's POV:

"What! You're kidding me!" I screamed to my parents.

My parents just told me big news.

"She'll be here any minute." My mom said.

I heard a knock on the door and answered it.

Maya Hart was standing there. She looked upset.

"Maya Hart?" I asked confused.

"Riley Matthews." She said.

"How do you know my name?"

I thought since we weren't friends that she had no idea who I was.

"You're my new family. Parker Daniels told me your names. Cory and Topanga Matthews." My said to my parents.

"Welcome home Maya." My mom said.

My parents smiled.

My little brother Auggie came down the stairs.

"Is this our new sister!" Auggie cheered.

Maya seemed to laugh a little.

Auggie is now 6 and almost 7 years old.

"Maya, want me to show you to your room?" I asked.

"Sure, Riley Matthews." She said.

"Call me Riley."

We smiled.

She walked in and I showed her, her new room.

"Wow. This is very pretty." Maya said.

"Really?" I asked.

I designed the room myself.

"Yes!" She said walking over to the windowsill.

"I've always wanted a windowsill." She said sitting on it and facing me.

I walked over and sat with her.

"I'm glad you like it." I said.

"Thank you. I've never had a room like this." Maya smiled.

It was actually cool having maya hart live with me for a while.

"Um Riley." Maya said breaking my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Am I going back to John Quincy Adams?"

The memory of how Maya became up popular came into my mind and haunted me.

I don't want her to feel unsafe at school.

"Yes." I said.

Her smile faded.

The happy moment was gone.

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Trust me. The detention part hasn't even come yet.

There is a lot more.

Old faces, fights, arguing, bonding, flashbacks.

Anything!!

Xoxox see ya