Was this meant to be?

Chapter 2

Maya POV

I sat in the bathroom stall as more tears rolled down my face. I should be used to this by now but I'm not. I knew I didn't have many friends but, I don't think I should be bullied for it. Especially by Monica she's stuck up and dumb. It's sad she doesn't deserve anyone like Xavier.

"Monica? What does she have to do with this?" "You've been hanging out with that nerd girl lately." "This has nothing to do with Maya, my question is why did she leave in tears?" "I know." I turned to see Monica picking at her nails. "Why?" "Why were you hanging out with her? When I'm obviously your girlfriend."

"She dropped her books and I helped her. Execuse me for being a good person. I'm soo sorry." "Just stay away from her, for me okay? " She smiled at me and started to walk away. "Wait, you never answered my question. Why was she crying?" "Don't worry about it."

I exited the bathroom, my nose still a little red from crying. I saw Emily putting her books away in her locker and walked towards her. "Hey, what's wrong love? " "Nothing, I'm fine." "Now you and I both know that isn't true. Did something happen?" "Not a something but a someone." "Monica?" She lowly said, so no one would ease drop.

"I was in the library and she told me to leave Xavier alone and kept calling me names and to find someone else." "It's sad he doesn't even know she's cheating on him with-"

I left the cafeteria I wasn't hungry anymore. Why was everyone obsessed with cliques? The jocks with jocks, cheerleaders with cheerleaders, who said the jocks couldn't mix with nerds or cheerleaders with chess club? There wasn't anything wrong with being different.

I sat in World History and tried to take notes while Mr. Henderson lectured on about World War II. But my mind was somewhere else, or thinking about someone else for that matter. Lately my mind had been revolving around Xavier, and his will to care for others, and to talk freely with everyone regardless if they weren't a cheerleader or jock.

The last bell for the day rang, as everyone raced to the door. I walked out to the parking lot to see Monica leaning against my Jeep. "Just because I was upset with you, doesn't mean I don't love you." We drove to her house not really speaking to each other. "I'll call you later K?" "Alright." She leaned in to kiss me but I turned the other way letting her lips meet my cheek.

I walked home with Emily dropping her off at her house. I waved to her as the she closed the door. I continued walking I was three blocks away from my house.

Thick gray clouds formed above me, I started walking faster. A horn honked and I saw his blue Jeep. "Hop in before you get soaked." "I'm just a few blocks down, I'm fine." Thunder rumbled in the distance as more clouds formed in the sky. "I guess I'll get in the car." He smirked at me while I buckled my seatbelt. "Where do you live?" "Oakland street, I'm the 4th house." We drove in silence not really speaking to one another.

"Are you okay?" I looked over at her, she didn't look up at me. I pulled over and stopped the car. "Maya," "Hm?" "I asked if you were okay, are you?" "Yea, I'm fine." She gave me a fake smile. "Maya, I know that wasn't a real smile." "How?" "Because, I see you fake one everyday." She looked up at me and tears filled her eyes. I unbuckled my seat belt and held her body close to me. "It's okay, I know, I know." I patted her head as she wrapped her arms around my torso.

I shouldn't be crying into his chest right now. Monica was right I was just being a desperate nerd. I pulled away from his arms, even though I wanted to stay latched on to him. "I'm sorry." "You don't have to be." I took off my glasses to wipe my eyes. He leaned towards me and wiped my tears with his thumb. "I don't like it when you cry." He neared towards my lips and kissed me. I kissed back closing my eyes. When we stopped I think we both said it at the same time. "Monica"

End of chapter 2