Journey to the ski lodge.
Chapter Two of “Are You Sure?” (written by me :))
I plopped down onto the brown, leather bus seat.
"These seats are nice for a school bus." I said gliding my fingertips along the top of seat in front of me.
Riley turned to her left to face me, she was chuckling.
"Oh peaches, why are you so interested? They're just ordinary bus seats." She said smiling her head slightly tilted to the left.
"I don't know..." I said slightly trailing off.
I let go of the seat in front of me and turned to Riley to continue the conversation, but she was distracted by the red and blue birds flying out the window.
"Look at the pretty birds! Peaches! Look!" She said in awe. I giggled in response.
I sat back in my seat picking at my red nail polish. I know why I was so interested in these bus seats.
It's because I need a distraction. A distraction from the whole liking-the-same-boy-as-my-best- friend-Riley situation. And anything, I mean anything that can help me stop thinking about him helps.
I sat back up and I peeked my eyes over the bus seat to see everyone loading the bus. And then I spotted him. Lucas Friar. The boy I wasn't supposed to fall in love with.
After making awkward eye contact with him, I quickly sat back down into my seat, and started to play with my denim jacket.
The denim jacket that he bought for me.
"Stop thinking about him!" I muttered angrily under my breath.
Riley turned to me with a concerned expression, no longer distracted by the colored birds that flew outside the window. "Everything okay Maya?"
When Riley is genuinely concerned, she usually calls me by my actual name, Maya.
I took off my jacket placing it in between us and I turned to her with a fake smile growing on my face. "I'm always okay. Don't worry about me."
She started laughing and smiling (yes she does do this a lot) and turned to look out the window again. This time she was distracted by a little furry squirrel that was climbing up a tree.
Look how happy she is. How could anyone- or me for that matter- break her happiness?
I faced forward staring at the back of the blank bus seat in front of me.
I need to figure out how to get out of this triangle situation without Riley or Lucas getting hurt. If anyone is getting hurt it's me. I can handle it. At least, I tried to convince myself I could.
I climbed up the three steps of the yellow school bus and skipped my usual friendly conversation with the bus driver.
I have a lot on my mind right now; I don't really feel like myself.
How did I let my two best girl friends fall in love with me?
I mentally slapped my own face.
I scanned the bus for Zay, who said he would save me a spot next to him.
"Lucas! I'm over here!" Zay said with his usual smile and awkward wave.
I walked down the narrow aisle of the bus and sat next to him. I had the aisle seat.
He leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "Don't worry Friar. I made sure to get a seat next to Riley and Maya."
I turned to my right to see Riley and Maya.
Riley is laughing and telling Farkle and Smackle (who sat behind them) about some squirrel climbing up a tree. It made me smile.
That's something I love about Riley, she's so sweet and in her own world (my friends and I call it Rileytown) Although it can be too much for me at times. I also love how she cares a lot about her friends, she's a lot like me in that sense.
And Maya... well I don't know what Maya was doing. She was staring blankly at the seat in front of her with the denim jacket that I bought her (denim looks good on her) on her lap (which made me happy she had brought it on this trip).
"Hey Maya, everything okay?" I said lightly tapping her shoulder.
She broke out of her trance and turned to me. Smiling, which I could tell was a fake smile, she replied, "Yeah Huckleberry. I'm always okay. Don't worry about me."
"You know I'm always here for you, right? If you ever need to talk about something just come to me." I said leaning over the aisle of the bus to rub her back.
That's something that Maya and I have that Riley and I don't. We always are easily able to have deep conversations about anything really. She can cheer me up on my worst days, or give me advice on anything and everything. That's something I love about our relationship.
"I know moral compass. Thanks, it means a lot." She said, this time with a genuine smile.
She turned back facing the seat in front of her, staring blankly at the seat in front of her.
I need to make a decision at this ski lodge.
(*also: this is available on my wattpad if you guys would rather read it on there! my wattpad is gmwwriter!*)
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