F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Paint..

Maya P.O.V

Lucas's hand twirls part of my hair between his fingers and his other hand in a bowl of popcorn.

We lay on his bed watching "Catch me if you can" one of my favorite movies ever.

"You know whenever there's a scene in an action movie when someone goes underwater, I always try to hold my breath for the amount of time."  He tells me while dropping a piece of popcorn in my mouth for me.

"Same here, almost died during Finding Nemo though.." I say in a serious voice while swallowing.

He laughs and sits up.

"What do you want to do today?" He says setting the popcorn bowl on his dresser beside him.

"I don't know..Ranger Rick." I lay my head on top of his lap.

"Riley and Farkle are gone so we can't have a group date.." I say.

"I have an idea.." Lucas starts.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Let's go to a painting class..I know you love art!" He smiles.

I sit up. "We can't just walk in to a painting lesson!" I say.

"Sure we can! We just show up and pretend we've been taking classes for a long time and that we haven't been coming for awhile. They'll believe us." Lucas says.

"Where did you get this bad side Huckleberry,  sneaking into painting lessons" My voice drips sarcasm.

"Whatever Hart I know you want to go." He teases me while tickling me at my sides.

I start laughing hard. "Stop, stop! You're right I do want to go!" I let out a snort.

"Did Maya Hart just snort?" Lucas asks in a mockery tone.

"Shut up!" I hit him lightly on the arm, but it still feels like I slapped a brick wall.

"Shit!" I say while I shake my hand out.

"You hurt yourself didn't you!" Lucas laughs.

I make a pouting face and stick my lip out.

"Give it here." He says.

I give him my hand and he kisses it.

"Do you feel better now?" He says.

"Very much." I nod.

"Okay now we need to figure out a class to go crash." I say.

Lucas gets out his phone and does some searching.

"How about Lisa's colors of life?" Lucas asks.

"Sounds like a stupid name for a place but let's give it a try." I say.

"First class at 3:00 we better get ready it's 2:20 right now." He stands up.

We leave around 2:45 since the place is across town.

We park and walk in.

"Hello how are you guys, have you come for the painting lesson?" A lady asks us.

She has on a white apron with the name Lisa embroidered on it.

"Yes, Lisa is it? We are here for the 3 o' clock lessons." I say in a British voice.