People Change People

MAYA

After my shower, I put on some jeans, and a t shirt. I did some light makeup and slumped down on my bed. My phone buzzed, several times, the group chat was up.

Rilessss <333: Maya!! I got my first ever A in art!!
Maya H/Peaches: Are you serious? That’s like monumental!
Ranger Rick: Yeah it would’ve been, if it weren’t a purple cat.
Farkle the Robot: Seriously Riley? You ever gonna give that up?
ZayBro: I think Riley giving up purple cats would be like her giving up Rileytown.
Rilessss <333: Whatever! It still counts!!
Maya H/Peaches: I’m proud of you honey.
Farkle the Robot: Don’t feed her fetish.
Rilessss <333: You wish that was my fetish ;).
ZayBro: Dude. Gross.
Ranger Rick: Whatever, it’s only 3 weeks and 4 days till we’re all in London town!!
Maya H/Peaches: Once again, not in London.
ZayBro: Same thing. I just wish Matthews wasn’t coming with. Man are we ever gonna catch a break from that guy?
Maya H/Peaches: I’ve had all the break I need from him.
Farkle the Robot: Don’t remind us how lucky you are.
Rilessss <3: This is my dad you guys are talking about. You spend like most of your time at his house, eating his food, corrupting his daughter, remember?
Maya H/Peaches: Hey! Corrupting the Matthews kids is my job!
ZayBro: We got Riley to smoke with us for the first time a few days ago. It was...interesting.
Ranger Rick: I think crazy is more the word you’re looking for.
Rilesss <333: Whatever it was my first time!! There were purple cats everywhere Maya!!
Maya H/Peaches: Take it easy on the hazy benefits of life honey, all though I wouldn’t mind some right about now. Have you broken Farkle yet?
Farkle the Robot: Nope. And you never could, just one of my brain cells is worth like, your entire lives combined.
ZayBro: We get it, you’re a robot.
Farkle the Robot: I’m a real boy I swear to God you guys!!
Ranger Rick: So your birth certificate just, disappeared?
Rilesss <333: Dont worry honey, I know you’re all real man ;).
ZayBro: I hate you. It’s official. I hate you.
Maya H/Peaches: I have to go guys, I’m having lunch w mom and Shawn. I cant wait to see you all. Love you.
Rilesss <333: Love you more peaches!!
ZayBro: Love ya Hart.
Ranger Rick: See u soon short stack.
Farkle the Robot: Love you. See! A robot wouldn’t be able to say that.
ZayBro: A robot could be trained to.

I chuckled and locked my phone. I stared at my lock screen. All of us, on our last day of junior year. I couldn’t wait until my friends were here. I keep staring at my phone, for a reason I didn’t exactly know. Maybe I was hoping I would get a text from Harry. Everything that happened between us was so... confusing. I had no idea what he was talking about, “I can’t be that guy”, what does that even mean?

“Maya! Honey?” I heard my mom yell from downstairs, “Lunch is ready!”
“Be right down!” I yelled back. I walked to the bay window, and tried to catch a glimpse of Harry in his house, but it was futile, he didn’t seem to be there. I hopped down the stairs and into the kitchen, and found my mom and Shawn with wine in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other. I picked up a piece and almost had to stop myself from moaning, my mom can make a pretty good pie.
“This is so good mom.” She smiled while she handed me a glass of wine. I gave her a questioning look.
“You can legally drink here you know?” She laughed.
“And you’re letting me?” I faked shock.
“Don’t get used to it kiddo.” Shawn winked.
“I think I just might,” I said and sipped at the sweet white wine, “So Shawn, hows the job going?”
“Amazing, great,” He gushed, “I have so much control over what I shoot. It couldn’t be better really. How’s England going for you.”
“Um, alright I guess.” I answered.
“Your mom told me about the neighbor boy, and honestly I’ll go kick his ass right now.” He joked while flexing his non existent muscles.
“Hah!” I laughed, “Honestly it’s okay. I think maybe I should just try to be his friend right now.”
“Does that mean we’ll be seeing him again?” My mom inquired.
“I don’t know,” I started, “Maybe. Things are a little weird right now. And I don’t really know what to do.”
“Well have you tried talking to him?” Shawn asked me while taking my plate to the sink.
“Oh god no. Why would I do that?” I said finishing off my wine. “It’s a good place to start honey.” My mom said, gathering her things, “Shawn and I both have to get back to work, and then I have parent teacher conferences right after, so we’ll be home, say 8 ish?” Shawn nodded.
“Oh and,” Shawn said putting on his coats, “It’s your mom and mine anniversary next week, so we’ll be going to London for a few days, think you can handle the place on your own.”
“Yup.” I nodded, “I’m practically an adult now.” I winked holding up my wine glass. They both kissed me goodbye and left the house.

I stared at the clock in the kitchen, 2pm. Hmm, what could a girl do to kill an afternoon? I looked at the bottle of wine sitting on the island. I poured another glass. Soon enough the bottle was gone, and it was 3pm. Not bad. I moved to the cabinet where I knew my parents stored the liquor. I opened it hesitantly, whiskey, vodka, more wine. I poured myself a whiskey, neat. And then another, and then another.

It was 6 pm now, and I’ll admit it, I was drunk. Very, very drunk. I connected my laptop to all the speakers downstairs and started playing my music as loud as i could. Cry to me by Solomon Burke. A classic.
“When your baby!!” I screamed along to the music, “leaves you all aloneeee!!!”
I danced around the living room, wine glass in hand, slightly spilling whiskey everywhere. I decided to make a phone call. I picked up the phone, dialed a number, and listened to it ring. Voicemail, fuck. I decided I’d leave a message.

“Harry! Listen, what happened was weird. And I don’t understand it,” My words were starting to slur, “and to be frank, I don’t understand you. First you’re like this amazing person and the next thing you’re saying you can’t be some kind of guy and then kissing me in the rain and then leaving without a word. I guess what I’m trying to say is, what’s your damage man? Like seriously, what’s your damage? I just wanna be your friend, dude. Can you even let me do that?” I finished and hung up. It felt good to get that all off my chest. But then again, everything felt good right now. My phone started buzzing in my hand, it was a call, from Harry. I picked up.

“‘Ello govena!!” I put on the worst british accent imaginable and laughed at myself.
“Maya, are you drunk?” He asked in a serious tone.
“I might be.” I teased.
He hung up. What a twat! As I headed to the kitchen for another drink, I heard a knocking, more like a banging, at the front door. Jesus Christ who wants to bother me right now? I have things to do ya know?! I grumbled to myself and headed to the door, I dragged the damn thing open, and there stood Harry, looking very, very pissed. Oh shit

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