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Maya -

Currently, I'm on the jet to California. I'm sitting next to Lucas Zays across from us and Riley and Farkle are in the bedroom at the back of the plane, I don't even want to think about what's going on there. Lucas is talking about some spy mission he went on with his old bestie back in Texas, and by the sounds of it, she wasn't the brightest girl.

"Yea she worked for the spy agency too but she was a year younger" Lucas was saying when I zoned back in "did she whip her hair like this and bag her eyelids so seductively" I joked tossing my hair in the most deliberate uncoordinated way possible "Lucas! Lucas! Help me I'll get my new Louboutins wet if I go outside" Zay joined in, giving his best girl voice a try

Lucas laughed, "she was..she was different" A sense of sadness clouded my brain, my smile falling slightly and my fingers instantly started playing with my gel polished nails "She's no Maya Hart though right" Zay said, noticing my sudden drop of enthusiasm. Lucas' eyes found mine, his face softening. his hands found their way to my cheeks where he squished them together till I looked all chubby "No one is like my Maya Hart"  he said in a 'chubby-wubby' accent which makes all 3 of us laugh

"I mean I am America's best youth spy" I say fixing my posture "yep you can find me on spot number one" I smile a hint of sass in my tone "yea and I'm number three" Zay replied, an annoyed yet joking tone "Lucas what are you?" Farkle asked once him and Riley had come out of the bedroom "Second. Behind my rival" he said, turning to me, squinting his eyes as if he was mad.

Once the plane has landed we were brought to the hotel where we checked in and got our room keys "Farkle and I will stay in this room" Riley said once we got to the hallway with the three doors to our rooms, pushing Farkle inside before Lucas and I could protest.  "I mean If I'm being honest with y'all there's 5 of us here and they didn't think to book 5 rooms? And I ain't stayin in a bed with Lucas the good over there so ima just" Zay said pointing to the second room, opening the door and leaning just Lucas and I

"You can stay in the bed I'll sleep on the couch" Lucas said once we got inside seeing the big king bed and the couch across the suite "umm actually Lucas could you stay in here?" I ask slightly turning to the bed "why? Do you want to couch?" He asked coming to meet me in the bedroom "no..no" I say wrapping my arms around his waist, placing my head on his muscular chest "I just wanna stay with you" I mumble only loud enough for him to hear. Lucas places his chin on my head and his arms found their way to wrap around me.

You wanna kill me Friar

7:30pm

"So this is what they want me to wear" i say, picking up a white bag filled with clothes "and these are yours" I add holding a bag for Lucas. I went to the bathroom to put on the clothes. I pulled out a long gold sequinned dress that reflected every beam of light, matching louboutins and diamond necklaces sat in the bag below it. I straightened my hair so that there was not a curl in sight, a golden Smokey eye with fake lashes and creamy foundation gave me a whole new look.

"Maya, Riley said they're outside waiting" Lucas called from the main room. I unlocked the door stepping out to meet him, leaning against the wall in a handsome suit with groomed hair and dior sauvage radiating off him "mmm you smell good" I purred, tugging on the ends of his blazer and lifting my head to his neck where the cologne stung his skin "and you look good" he breathed, pulling my face up to his He licked his lips seductively, eyes flickering down to my lips. He caught me in a trance we were only millimeters away from each other and I strangely had no need to pull away.

"Come on guys hurry up" Riley banged on the door. A smile layed across his face as he easily let go of me and walked to the door, a small laugh can be heard from him once he heard he groan in annoyance. Riley always has the worst timings. "Ahhh peaches you look gorgeous" Riley cried hugging me tightly, linking our arms. Her pink gown fit her perfectly, her hair lightly curled with light fairly like eyeshadow.

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