The Right One (Josh and Maya (rewrite)

1. Lucas and Maya

Wow. Rewriting this now makes me realize that I actually like Riley more than Maya. I mean wow, the Maya stan I was. And I still am... but Riley was like wow amazing. I want a reboot. I deserve a reboot. I mean, we all deserve a reboot.

Notice the movie they watch is one of the Hunger Games ones. I was/am a HUGE Hunger Games fan, I mean, I was stanning Jennifer Lawrence for a good freakin' 5 years lol idk. It may be an exaggeration. But yeah, I'm not changing that especially since I barely go to the movies (my friends don't like me) 

Enjoy!

Maya's POV

The night is young, the sun had just set. I have enough time to prepare for this... double? triple? date with my friends from school. Well, Riley's more than just a friend from school since she's my best friend and has been since we were little kids. But to be honest, who I'm most excited to see is Lucas, my boyfriend of one year and a couple of months.

I got ready; curling my blonde hair to perfection. I stared into my blue eyes while applying my eyeliner. I got dressed in my nicest jean jacket and a black pair of jeans. I wore a simple muted yellow long sleeve underneath, tucking it in just barely. Then I finished off my outfit with my all-white low top vans.

I check the time, wrongly assuming I'd still have an hour left to watch tv before realizing that I was half an hour late from having to meet up with everyone at the subway station (since none of us have cars despite each of us being older than 16.) I grab a stick of pink lipstick before rushing down the hallway of my mom and Shawn's big house. I try my hardest to apply the lipstick from muscle memory despite not having the slightest clue of what I look like before I swing the door open,  just barely avoiding getting hit smack in the face before jogging down the few steps to the pavement. And when I look up from my flying feet there they are, some angry and the rest amused (Lucas and Riley having each respective trait.) 

Riley stood under her boyfriend, Charlie's Gardner's arm as she played with his long brown hair. They've been together longer than Lucas and I. Farkle and his one-month girlfriend, Daya who both looked amused and on the verge of laughter, stood together with hands clasped in each others'. 

Lucas quickly walked over to me and placed a greeting arm over my back, pulling me right into his chest because of the height difference. "Hey, cutie," he greeted me. He leaned down for a quick kiss and gave me a peck on the lips. We pulled out of the embrace and he kept his arm around my waist, keeping me close.

"Hey, Riles. Farkle, Daya, Chaplin," I said greeting Charlie last. He does strangely resemble him and I only just found out that the two do in fact share the same first name. 

Daya is super popular at our high school, Abigail Adams High School. We're... popular by association without anyone stepping in and taking the time to know us to give us a name for ourselves. 

You're probably wondering; how did Farkle manage to pull off a girl like Daya? Beautiful brown skin, deep brown eyes that sparkle with every word that comes off her tongue, long flowing brown hair with the slightest of red highlights. Well... Farkle completely changed his image. 

I'm not going to argue with the fact that he was the biggest dork around, but that was who he was and he was immensely proud of himself. It just seems like he wanted to be something else. Whether that was for Daya or not, I'm unsure. But he seems really happy for her, and it isn't like he's trying to be someone else, he just dresses differently. And it's cute, honestly. Right now he's wearing a black beanie, hair falling out of every opening. He's wearing a long black t-shirt with a simple stripe of dark gray around the collar. He doesn't put much thought into his pants so as usual he's clad in dark blue jeans cuffed at the bottom. He finishes off his look with long white socks and black and white checkered Vans. Honestly, he looks like he just jumped out of some godforsaken TikTok (RIP) catalog and I hate it. But whatever. Despite that, I wish Lucas put a little more effort into his outfits. Right now he's totally cool just going out with his hair looking the exact same, a disgustingly studded double Nike logoed shirt, and some incredibly worn gray jeans. But at least there are a few rips in them to show off his toned legs...