mkay💫

summary: the summer before college is the cruelest time to fall in love 

word count: 4.8k

a/n: got this idea from #17 on this prompt list also loosely based on come back…be here by taylor swift. i am absolutely obsessed with the chasing down/running to your lover to tell them you love them moments in romcoms so i hope this delivers that. there’s some swearing but that’s it. just your classic friends to lovers. 

Hawkins has been all you’d ever known. Tree lines and lazy stoplights, friendly smiles and small town camaraderie. It was as much a comfort as it was a cage. The fear you’d always be stuck in your tiny hometown, never getting the chance to branch out and plant roots in other places. It was a stinging ache in your chest, monotonous and persistent. 

Your big escape lived in New York City. There was something in the promise of a city that never slept, of the people you passed never being the same ones each day, of a new beginning that made your chest ache in a different way. Something saccharine yet bittersweet. 

The days dragged away, heavy and long, one after the other after you sent away your application. You weren’t sure it would come back as an acceptance, but you also weren’t sure what you would do if it came back as a rejection. It’d be the final nail in the coffin, a finality you couldn’t accept. 

March was washed away and April bloomed like wildflowers in the fields. Songbirds chirped as the sun lifted over the horizon, washing the town in hues of orange and gold. A freshness blew in with the wind, sun-drenched and floral. Full of hope and new beginnings. 

I’m writing a book on Wattpad; it’s called The Way of Eight. It’s a Fem!Draco x Regulus Black and I may or may not be using Morpheus… 😂

It’s on my sister and I’s shared account. If you want to follow her.

*Outside of Topanga's * (A/N: This will be set the day before their first day of Freshman year)

"You can do this. Just breathe." I say to myself before entering my Mom's Cafe. Once inside, there are three faces that I recognize and three unfamiliar ones- two boys and a girl. I look to the counter to see my mother and Ms.Hart. Then I turn and say hello to the Six Musketeers.

"Hi, I'm Maxine- Max for short. I'm Riley's twin sister." I say to the group of people I don't know, waving slightly. I get a few different reactions. From Maya and Farkle, I get complete joy and happiness. From the three strangers, I get surprise and maybe shock. Then from Riley, I get disgust- which does not amaze me one bit.

"Hi, I'm Lucas. This is Smackle and Zay." He says while pointing at himself and the two others.

"Nice to meet you." I say smiling at the boy. 

Riley scoffs, turns to our mother, and asks, "Why is she back?"

"Riley Mathews! That is no way to speak to your sister!"

"It's a valid question. I thought she was sent away for a reason."

"We will talk about this at home." My mom says sternly. Tears prick my eyes as I turn and walk right back out. I won't listen to this. To her.

*Lucas's POV*

After Max walks out I face Farkle and ask, "Riley has a twin sister?"

"Yeah, she was sent to live with her grandparents and her Uncle Josh."

"Why?" I ask him, confused. I had never heard of her before- Riley never talked about her.

"Why don't you ask her yourself." I nod and follow Max outside.

*Max's POV*

I sit on the stairs near the cafe and clench my hands and jaw to prevent myself from crying. This is why I left. Riley has always made those comments. She has always acted like I was this disease. Like I wasn't even her sister. Then I feel a presence next to me, making me turn my head.

"Hey, you ok?"

"Ha, no."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Not really." I say, not meeting his greenish/ hazel orbs.

"That's ok. When you're ready, you're ready. I won't force you."

"Thank you, Lucas."

"Of course, Maxine." I go to correct him, but for some reason I don't.

"Where are you from?"

"Texas, Ma'm." He says with a tip of an imaginary hat- successfully making me blush.

"Nice." I say, the heat in my face subsiding.

"What about you?"

"I'm from here but I was sent to live with my Dad's family in 4th grade, so about six years ago."

"Can I ask why?"

"If I tell you that, I have to tell you why I walked out of the cafe."

"Oh, so tell me when you're ready then."

"I will. I promise." I say with utmost sincerity.

"This may be weird, but I'm happy I met you."

"It's not weird. I'm happy I met you too, Lucas." I say with a smile on my face.