Maya's POV

Two weeks have gone by so quickly; I haven't talked to Riley since I told her I was moving. My eyes filled with tears and I wiped them away with the back of my hand. I was lying down on a small neon orange sleeping bag in my bare room and suddenly I stood up and my feet started moving. I shut my eyes; I didn't care where I was going to go. Maybe I could walk until I get to a cliff and then throw myself off it. I felt a warm breeze on the base of my neck and I opened my eyes carefully, taking my time to do so as slowly as I could, separating each individual eyelash from each other. After ten minutes had passed, both eyes had finally come to terms with the outside world and I blinked furiously, taking in the shock of light. Somehow I had wound up in my art room, but the walls were bare and the room was void of all its artefacts just like my bedroom. With Riley gone and everything that I had packed up and sealed, with the rest of my life I had to sit down. I tried but my legs gave way and I plopped down on the stone cold tiles and let my imagination put everything back the way it should be. My curtains over there, my paints over there, the chest and cupboard tucked into that corner. My photograph and camera booth just below that tiny nook. For a split second I felt happy like the happy I felt before I had waltzed into the kitchen and my life was ruined.

I closed my eyes and willed myself to go back in time, I figure if I can't wish hard enough I could die trying or maybe I could sneak off later with all my stuff and go live with the Matthews, I chuckled half – heartedly to myself. Riley and I could actually be sisters and they could adopt me and I would hav…

"Open the door Ms. Hart; I know you're in there."

"Go away." I grumbled loudly.

"Well Peaches. I thought after not seeing us for a week would hav… mmmhhgggbbb…" I had jumped up at Peaches, opened the door and engulfed Riley into a hug. She had struggled for a bit, but I held on, I couldn't let her go, ever.

"Can't breathe." She gulped, and then I let her go.

There she was in all her glory, smiling and kind of hyperventilating. Oh, oops, my bad.

"Hey blondie, nothing for us? We walked here too." Smiled Zay. I just laughed and hugged them each in turn.

"Come on, we can't stay her, we have all our important talks at the bay window." Said Riley, tucking her arm into mine. I smiled at her lopsidedly and even though my heart was pounding and dreading this talk, I just raised my arm in the air and shouted,

"To the bay window!"

They all copied my pose and shouted in unison, "To the bay window."

That was that. We were all together again; no awkward I'm just seeing you again after a week mumbling, stuttering and stammering, because we are the Unstoppable two, three, four, five…

The Unstoppable Five! Yeah!

GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW-GMW

Riley's POV

I am surprisingly good at acting. When did that happen? I feel horrible lying to Maya, but it has to be done. I am her best friend, so I have to suck it up and pretend to be happy that she's going to – breathe Riley- I am a purple cat and cats do not feel sad, well purple cats don't and when I'm painting purple cats in art class Maya will be right beside me pai… Maya! Why do you have to go? How will I survive without her? Who will help me through the torture of High School? I'm crying in my head. All the purple cats are… Maya! Why?! Oh, we're at the bay window. Time to bottle up those feeling and put my newly acquired acting skills to good, bad, good, bad, good-bad use.

The girls settled on the cushiony seats and the boys sat at our feet. The women are the queens of the world!

Okay. Be positive. Take a deep breath and speak. No, Maya's speaking, need to tune in…

"I'm really going to miss this, us. I love you guys and I never want to be without you. It's just, they're newly married and I need to be with them right now. I want you guys to know that no matter what, I will never forget you, especially you Riley." She said looking at me, her eyes were glistening with tears and I hugged her gently, letting her cry into my shoulder.

After a few seconds, I pulled back and looked at her beautifully blue eyes. Maya looked down and I gently pulled her chin up, so I could say this with all of my heart," I honestly don't want you to go." To heck with lying, "but, I know that I have to be strong for you and that I have always told you, that if you think it's the right thing to do, then you should do it."

Maya chuckles as tears ran down her face, "Riley, you've only told me that like twice, thrice?"

"Still counts! Oh, just go with it. But Maya, if you really think it's for the best, then go. I'm not going to hold you back."

"Riley, you've never held me back." She sniffled and hugged me again. We sat there for a few minutes, until someone cleared their throat.

"You guys do realise we're here as well right?" questioned Farkle.

"Yeah, sure." We spluttered nodding our heads, they all gave us pointed looks until or nods changed to vigorous head – shaking. We laughed and let the sound bounce against my walls as it faded into oblivion. I wanted to savour this moment.

"Maya, I wanted to make you something before you go." I said.

"Is it a purple cat picture?" she giggled.

"Yes and no." I smiled, then handed her a purple cat picture smiling nervously and then another piece of paper containing a bunch of words.

"I wrote this song for you." I said, then walked to a closet and took out a small purple computer.

"I recorded it, and then put it to a slideshow." I smiled. They all crowded around the screen.

"Ooohh, I want to see this." Cooed Zay, rubbing his hands together.

"Shut it Babineaux." Maya absentmindedly shot back, her eyes transfixed at the screen.

He held his hands up in resignation and stared at the screen. I shut off the light and sat down beside Maya, then pressed play.

Ha left you hanging. I've always wanted to do that and now I have. Yes! So sorry for the late chapter. Ciao Darlings.