{Your Point Of View}

I walk into school the next day with a huge smile on my face. Yesterday I kissed the most beautiful girl in the world and I couldn't wait to see her again. I walk into history class and Maya isn't in her usual seat, I don't see her at all. I figure she might just be running late so I just focus on whatever Mr.Mathews is teaching. By the time the bell rings letting us know our first class is over, in a worried mess. I haven't gotten a text from Maya, and she never came to class. I decide to ask Riley if she knows what's going on with her.

"Hey Riley," I call out to her.

"Hey Y/n!what's up", Riley smiles.

"I was wondering, do you know where Maya is?"

Her smile fades a little bit.

"Yeah, she is at her house, she got sick."

"Aww, thanks for letting me know, "I frown.

"I'm going to go check on her, can you text me her address?"

"Sure", Riley responds.

"I'll see you later, thanks again," I add.

"No problem Y/n."

School isn't over but I want to make sure that Maya is alright. Last summer I got my permit and my mom gave me her car. I'm not supposed to drive alone, but I'm just driving to Maya's apartment. Riley texted me that her apartment is on the bottom floor so I should be able to get to her window easily. I didn't want to go through her front door because I don't want her parents to think I'm skipping school, which I am, but I want to make a good first impression. I make my way over to the window I assume to be Maya's and throw I tiny pebble at it.

No answer.

I repeat this action three times before I see a blonde haired princess open the window.

"What are you doing," she asked.

"I came to make sure you were okay," I answer as she helps me climb into her room.

She smiles weakly. She looks pale and is wearing long purple pajama bottoms with a purple t-shirt that hangs loosely off her body. Even when she is sick, she still looks beautiful.

"How do you feel", I ask tucking a lock of hair behind her ear.

"I'm fine," she replies.

"You don't look fine," I say.

"I'm Maya Hart! I don't get sick," she argues.

"Everyone gets sick!"

"Well not me", she says while looking for something in her closet. She stops for a moment and motions for me to turn around, I do so.

"What are you doing Maya?"

"Umm changing", she says as if it's obvious.

"Why?"

"Because I have somewhere to go..."

"Maya why can't you just rest and be taken care of like your supposed to", I asked while turning around without thinking. She was wearing ripped jeans and a lace bra. My mouth unconsciously fell agape. I'm snapped out of my trance when I hear her giggle.

"Eyes up here lover girl," she giggles again.

"Yeah sorry right", I speak slightly embarrassed. Maya pulls a light pink hoodie over her head and then puts on a light pink pair of Adidas. Because she wasn't wearing heels, she was shorter than usual but I found it adorable.

"Where are you going exactly?"

"If I just give you a kiss would you stop asking questions?"

"That is very tempting and really unfair but I-" is cut off by a familiar pair of lips on mine. I moan, missing the feeling of her lips moving in sync with my own. She pulls back and I don't move, keeping my eyes closed and savoring every second of this moment.

"Finally, you stop talking", she laughs.
I open my eyes and shake my head.

"Seriously Maya, if you're going somewhere, at least let me take you", I plead.

"Fine", she drags the word. I sigh in relief.

"I need to go to school", she says.

"School? Why?"

"I gotta turn in this painting for the art competition," she answers.

"Can I see it," I aks hoping she says yes.

"Nope," she says popping the p. "Not until the competition night."

"Awww," I whine.

"C' mon lets go", she pulls me towards her window. I jump out first and help her out.

We get into my car and I drive back to school. We get out and Maya grabs the painting from my trunk. We walk inside the building and head towards the art room. I decide to wait outside the classroom while Maya heads inside. A few minutes pass until I feel Maya pulling me into the classroom.

She is always taking me places!

"This is my inspiration for my painting," Maya coos.

"Inspiration", I ask, swooning.

"I'll explain later", she giggles and I nod.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Mr.Jackson."

"A pleasure to meet you as well", I respond.

"Do me a favor, and keep inspiring Maya!"

I giggle, "I will do my best," I say.

After we left Mr.Jackson's class, we got back into my car. Maya had been sneezing since we got to the school. As soon as I pulled off, Maya was fast asleep. She is soo cute!

I pull up to her apartment. And find a large stone and place it outside her window. I carry Maya from my car bridal style. I step onto the stone and climb into the opened window, careful not to hurt the sleeping beauty. I lay her on her bed and place a gentle kiss on her forehead. As I turn to leave, I feel Maya grab my hand.

"Don't go y/n! Please stay, this is all your fault anyway."

"How is this my fault ", I giggle.

"Because your so cute that it makes me sick," she says causing us both to laugh.

"Fine, I will stay as long as you want." I lay down next to Maya and she cuddles into my side and I play with her hair.

"I know what might make you feel better," I say.

"What," Maya asks.

"Well I have these tickets to this art festival next week, and I don't have a date to go with." Maya smiles excitedly.

"So would you maybe wanna go with me?"

"Yessss," she giggles.

"Nothing would make me happier."
I kiss her lips softly and she cuddles her face into the crook of my neck.