Maya's POV
As the boys, Riles, and I are exploring Paris, I get an idea.
"Are you ladies hungry?" Lucas asks. "We have been walking around for like, 3 hours."
"Yeah, I'm a little hungry." Riley and I both say.
"Ok, there's a little café over there. I'm go to go see what they have." Lucas tells us.
"Farkle! You should go with him." I suggest.
"But it's-" Lucas starts.
"Farkle should go with you," I say again with a lot more force in my voice.
Neither of them completely understand, but Farkle nods and follows him.
"Ok, what was that about Maya?" Riley asks as the boys walk away.
"I think that we should throw a romantic dinner for the boys on top of the Eiffel Tower." I explain excitedly. "They deserve it!"
She nods. "You're right! They do deserve it, and it would be really fun! We should talk to our parents about it. Maybe they could help."
"Help with what?" Farkle asks as they return.
"Bras." Riley squeaks, freaking out a little. "Bra problems..."
Did Riley just say what I think she said? Well, if she dragged us into this, there's no way I'm passing up this opportunity to make the boys uncomfortable. "Yeah, I'm having this problem where my bra is-"
"I don't want to know." Lucas speaks up quickly, cutting me off.
"Ok," I smile. "So what's up with the café?"
We decide to go and eat there. Then we walk around and explore more of the city.
Once we get back to the hotel, Riley and I knock on her parents door. Auggie comes up and answers it.
"Hello Riley and Maya. What brings you here?" He asks us.
"Are mom and dad here?" Riley responds.
"Right here." Topanga says.
"DID FARKLE GET YOU PREGNANT?!" Cory screams at Riley.
"No no. We just wanted ask for some help. The boys have been amazing to us lately, and we want to return the favor. We want to throw them a romantic dinner on top of the Eiffel Tower. And we need help permission and maybe a little bit of help..." Riley says.
Riley's parents look at each other. "We'd be glad to help, but you guys will have to pay for everything yourselves." Cory sighs.
"YAY!" We both squeal at the same time.
"Although, there is one more thing..." I say. "You can't tell the boys about this. It's going to be a surprise."
They both nod and smile at each other. "Can we ask the other adults for help?" Topanga asks.
"Yep. Now we're going to go start getting stuff prepared. Bye!" Riley and I rush out the door. We make a plan on how to handle the dinner and getting a reservation on the tower.
"Ok Riles, I'm going to go talk to the tower people, and you plan the dinner, okay?" I ask her. She nods and I walk out the door. I am immediately stopped by Lucas.
"Hey babe." He pecks my lips. "Where you off to?"
"Um..." I hesitate. What do I tell him? "I just need to get out for a little while. Take a walk, ya know?"
"Want me to come with you?" He seemed genuinely concerned.
"No, I want to go alone. But thanks." I take off quickly before he can say anything else.
I get to the tower and start talking to the person behind the desk. I tell him that me and my friend are planning on making a romantic dinner for our boyfriends and that we wanted to get a view from on top of the Eiffel Tower. He asks if either of us were over 18 and I said no. He told us that we had to have an adults permission to do that, so I call Shawn to explain the whole thing to him. He said that Cory already told him and that it was a great way to thank the boys. Then I tell him that we needed an adults permission, so he said that he would come down. He and the person behind the desk start talking and working out the details. I tell him that I was going to go check out the view from the top of the tower, and he told me to have fun. I take the elevator up, and look out at the city. It would be so pretty at night with all the stars shining down and everything. I smile at the idea.
"Bonjour beau. Ce qui est quelqu'un comme vous faire ici tout seul?" A boy asks me. He looked about my age and I admit, he wasn't ugly. "Profitant de la vue? Je sais que je suis."
I try to think back to french class to translate it, but I can't remember crap that we learned. I do remember one though. "Lo siento. Yo no hablo francés."
(Translations- idk if these are right. I put them through google translate. I don't know french. Sorry if these are wrong.
Boy- Hello beautiful. What is someone like you doing here all alone?
Enjoying the view? I know I am.
Maya- I'm sorry. I don't speak French.
He raises an eyebrow at me. "What you spoke to me was Spanish."
"So? I'm not good with foreign languages." I smile and blush.
He laughs along with me. "My name is Brandon Fanning." He offers me his hand.
I take it. "Maya Hart." He kisses my hand and I blush and pull it away. "So what were you saying to me in French?"
Now it's his turn to blush. "It's nothing important. What are you doing up here all alone?"
"I'm just looking around. I'm not from here, and I just wanted to see Paris from way up here." I explain.
"Well, the view from up here is nothing compared to the view standing right in front of me." He states, looking at me. I check my phone, pretending to have gotten a text.
"Look at that! I have to go!" I say quickly, trying to run away.
He stopped me. "Where must you go?"
I squirm. "Back to the hotel. My BOYFRIEND is waiting for me." I emphasized the word boyfriend to make him get the point.
"I'm most sorry! I was unaware that you were in a relationship. My apologies." He says. "Can I at least walk you back? I wish to get to know you better."
I sigh and motion him to follow me. As we are walking back to the hotel, we talk a lot and he is really friendly.
"I know that this is forward, but I wish for us to be friends. Would you mind giving me hour telephone number?" He asks.
I blush and look down. "I'm not sure if I'm comfortable giving my number to someone who is basically a stranger. Do you know what kik is? If so, do you have one?"
"I'm aware what kik is." He informs me. "And I do have one. It is fanningforthwin77."
I type it into my phone. "I'll text you."
He reaches his arms out for a hug, so I wrap my arms around him. He looks into my eyes. "Text me beautiful." Then he leans in and kissed my cheek. I quickly run inside and run up the stairs. I see something that I am not expecting.
AN:
CLIFFIE! What do you think will happen? I'm about to leave for school but I have nothing ready. My friend said that the scariest thing that she could think of was me dating her brother. But I want to. And she knows that. And she said that she would be okay with that. And about the picture, idk who the guy on the far left is. Any ideas? Enough ranting!
QOTD:
Who do you ship more? Brabrina or Paybrina?
AOTD:
Paybrina
Until next time my loves
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