Miles and I were walking along the sidewalks of Paris. He had his umbrella over our heads. "Want some?" He asked me if I wanted some of his Chinese food. "No, thanks." I started to cry a little. Tristan is my best friend. I can't lose him too! "It's going to be alright, Maya." I shook my head. "How do you know? He might be lost in this big city somewhere!" Miles looked over my shoulder. "Or, he could be right over there." I quickly turn back. There's Tristan staring at a wall. "You were right." I looked at Miles. He really helped me a lot tonight. He had a smile on his face. it wasn't a smug grin, a smirk, or a fake one. It was a real one. And, I kind of liked it. "Thanks." I rushed over to Tris. "Thank god I found you!" He didn't turn to look at me. "I'm sorry, Tris." He turned to look at me finally! "Me too. How did you find me?" I look back at Miles. He looks at us both, and waves. "Miles? He helped you?" I nodded, and smiled. I didn't mean too. It just shinned through. "Yeah, he was a big help actually." He grabbed my shoulder. "Let's promise, to never let a boy come between us." I nodded. I will keep that promise, until I die. We both smiled, and started to laugh.
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Flashbacks (On Hold)
Teen FictionMaya is still grieving over Campbell. She tells her story about how she dealt with it. And the other story of meeting another guy, named Miles Hollingsworth. (Cover made by me)
