Him and Smackle were inseparable, making it hard to believe that made the decision to give each-other much needed space. She felt bad that Farkle has been on his own a couple of months. “Well, you know Smackle and I decided to be friends, so I guess I never had a date either.” “At least you think I look nice, it makes me feel a bit better about not having a date.” She nervously laughs, rubbing her arm. His words caused her to pause, her cheeks starting to grow hot and she noticed that his were becoming a flush red color. “You would’ve look amazing regardless of whatever you decide to wear.” “You really think so? My mom picked it out and figured it’ll fit m-“ She immediately looked down at her black, strapless gown and back at him. Maya smiled at the couple and stood off to the side, but didn’t miss Farkle making his way to her. “You finally made it.” Riley beams, stepping right into Lucas’s arms. But his hair was perfectly styled and it made him look sorta…cute. It was usually his graphic tees she was used to seeing all time, and she thought he would’ve went out of the box this time. Maya stood frozen as she caught sight of Farkle, not used to seeing him all made up.
Lucas was wearing a simple black tux, Zay in the same color with a dark blue vest underneath, and Farkle in a black velvet jacket. The door opened and in walked the guys, all dressed up for the special occasion. They shared a hug, when suddenly there was a knock on the door. She felt like openly expressing her true feelings, but the last thing she wanted to be was the party pooper for everyone’s night. You know Lucas doesn’t mind me dancing with you for a bit, we’re going to have fun, right?” But she ended up being the only one left to herself tonight. Not being so down about not having dates, and instead enjoying each-other’s company and heading back to Riley’s house to watch an episode of Gossip Girls, with a carton of ice cream until their eyes close.
Maya didn’t mind prom, but she wished that it could’ve been how they always imagined it as kids. “Hopefully it can come quicker, these heels are killing my feet.” She winced as she walked over to sit in the chair beside her best-friend, who began rambling on whether or not her white prom dress was over the top or not that impressive.
MAYA AND FARKLE FULL
“I can’t believe we’re this close to graduating.” Riley exclaims, applying an extra coat of lip gloss in front of the full length mirror on the back of Maya’s door in her room.
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