Maya's P.O.V.
I wish for a friend. Not like Riley, who is just there, but someone who understands me. Someone who I can tell everything to.
I finished my wish as the clock turned to 11:12. Maybe it will come true. I climbed into bed, wondering about the world.
Lucas's P.O.V.
I wish someone understood me. Moving is hard. And leaving everyone behind is harder. In New York, please let there be someone for me.
I climbed into bed, not caring, just hoping.
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FanfictionMaya Hart is lonely. A fake best friend and divorced parents make up her life. She turns to art to help, but sometimes, at 11:11, she wishes for a friend. Lucas Friar is a previous bad boy. From Texas, he moves to New York, enrolling in Abigail Ad...
