Girl Meets World | AU

S4 E12 - Girl Meets Skirt

"Maya, you need to talk to uncle Josh about what you said"
"I can't Riley. He probably hates me by now" I close my locker to grab my cheerleader's uniform
"I'm sorry but I have to agree with my sister on this. You two need to talk"
"Yeah, you kissed their uncle and called him Lucas-" Smakle completes Farkle's sentence
"While you two were making out!" I sigh
"Maya, why did you do that?"
"Truth is: I don't know, Zay" I notice his disappointed face.
"I know you were a huge 'Lucaya' shipper and I know that right now I'm disappointing you. But you have to understand that Lucas and I couldn't work out"
"I know. It's just that you two were so happy when you were together"
"Yeah. But things change. In this month and a half I've learned how to be happy, even without him. Now I've moved on"
"Then why did you call Josh with your ex's name?" Elliot asks with a frown
"I don't know. But I definitely didn't do it because I'm still not over Lucas. I'm totally over him. Everyone thinks that I did it because I'm still head over heels over him"
"So, you're not?"
"No, Missy. I thought that too. Tonight I had a lot of time to think and realize things. I'm ready to move on with somebody new" Riley clears her throat
"This brings me to Zay's question: why did you call him Lucas?" I start to loose my patience
"I still don't know! Maybe because I've never made out that heavily with someone that wasn't him!" I take a deep breath to calm down
"I'm afraid. I could've started another relationship. And you all know how much I suck at romantic things"
"If you called that handsome guy with someone else's name then you are correct: you suck" Farkle's eyes widen
"Smakle!"
"Sorry, honey. Just the truth" I sigh.
"Yeah, she's right. Anyways, I don't have to worry about that because nothing else will happen between me and your Uncle Boing" I start walking to class but I'm stopped by Riley grabbing my arm
"Maya, you need to talk to him and explain everything" I scoff
"Yeah, great advice coming from someone who doesn't even know what she wants"
"Maya, she told you-"
"I know Missy. But it's pretty clear that she likes you so why don't start dating? Not that hard" I lower my head to look at Riley's hand
"Would you mind letting me go? I gotta go prepare the choreo for today" Farkle frowns
"Maya, why haven't you decided your co-captain yet?" I groan in frustration
"Oh, I asked coach Lizzy if I could do it but she said that I seem to be handling the pressure of being alone pretty well. So I guess that I'm gonna be alone until the end of the year"
"Can you do it? I mean, you also have Art Club and since your mom has been put in maternity you're working with me now" I nod at Elliot
"Yeah, I think so. I can easily study at work" I notice that half of the kids in the hallway are looking at us
"Why are they looking at us?"
"Probably because of me" Zay replies while winking at a random girl who giggles. What's he problem? That's Zay.
"Or maybe because we have two players of the football's team, three cheerleaders, three members of the Abigail Adams Society of Intellectual Advancement and the best Artist in the school. We are part of the school's soul"
"Needless to say that we also have all the captains here" Smakle adds, referring to me and Elliot.
"Wait, so are we, like, popular?" Riley frowns
"Maya, this thing has been going on for months. How haven't you noticed?"
"I don't know. I guess I was too busy with everything else to even notice other people aside from our group of friends"
"Wait, so you haven't noticed no one looking?" I shake my head in denial at Farkle
"Nobody?"
"No"
"Not even the football team?" I furrow my eyebrows
"Why would the football team look at us?"
"You" Riley corrects
"What?"
"Sure, they look at Missy and I too but they focus mostly on you" I'm so confused right now
"Why? Because I'm the captain?" Zay grins
"Yeah, that too. See, the boys noticed that you're the one who does all the acrobatic stuff..." Why is he smirking?
"And....?" he gives me a 'are you serious?' look
"Maya, you use a lot your legs, right?" I nod
"And you also have to do lots of frontal splits, right?" I finally realize what he means and I punch his arm
"You pigs!" he flinches in pain
"Ow!" I punch Elliot as well
"Why me?!"
"Cause you probably did that too!"
"Hey! I'm the one who stops the boys from looking in between your legs!" I start blushing
"You're lucky I wear shorts under that skirt"
"Wait, so we haven't seen you panties yet?" Zay asks in disappointment
"If you don't stop right now I'm gonna text Huckleberry who will go all 'Texas Lucas' on your ass when you'll be back in Texas for spring break" he raises his hands
"I'm done" I roll my eyes
"Matthews!" a group of jocks approach Elliot
"Hi guys, how's it goin'?"
"We're good. Uhm..." they look at me
"Would you mind introducing us to your friends?" my friend sighs
"Farkle, Smakle, Riley, Maya, Missy, these are Jack, Jake, Johnny and Jacob" one of them, I think Jacob, shakes my hand.
"It's an honor to meet the captain of the cheerleaders team" I slightly smile
"Jacob, manners!" Jack pushes him away and kisses the palm of my hand. I'm kinda getting irritated now.
"Hi, I'm Jack. I own a ferrari" before I can say anything else Farkle steps in front of me
"And I own a private jet. Do you own one?" the guys clenches his jaw as Jake pushes him away. He's kinda intimidating, so much that Farkle steps back. Well, at least he helped me somehow
"Sorry. They can't contain themselves around beautiful girl like you"
"Oh, it's fine" I say, faking a smile
"How about dinner? You and me, tomorrow. Does Mexican sound good?" I frown and Johnny pushes him away
"Don't mind them. They don't have a brain. Johnny, pleasure to meet you" I fight the urge to roll my eyes.
"I'm a fan of your movements. I wish I had that flexibility. Maybe you could teach me how to do a split someday?" I swear if we weren't in public right now I'd punch every single one of these guys. Elliot must've noticed how angry I am now.
"Sorry man. She has to go practice now. Right, Maya?" I only nod
"Well, goodbye sweetheart. See you at the field" I simply turn around and walk away. I need to talk with coach about new uniforms. I'll use the old design as an excuse to have new and better uniforms with shorts instead of skirts. This way the boys won't actually believe that they're seeing our underwears.