(A/N: Yes, I know that the time lines are all different as I'm mixing together things from all different years. Well, if you complain about that then you don't have to read this story! I'm writing this story because I want to. If you want to complain go ahead, you're just wasting your time.)

Maya's PoV

When I turned 11 years old I got a letter telling me that I was a witch. And no, I don't mean that I'm a terrible person who is very unpleasant to be around. I mean I have magic. 

I know, sounds crazy and like something Riley would say, but its true.

I am a witch.

But of course, I didn't want to leave my friends so I didn't go to Ilvermony. 

They didn't want a Witch to suppress their powers in fear of another obscurus even though I'm too old, and am not going through abuse so they sent for someone to teach me magic. The person who was going to teach me was this old guy named Newt Salamander or something like that. 

It was tough keeping not only one, but two secrets from my friends but somehow I managed it.

You see, I'm not only a Witch, but I have a secret life as a actor/singer/songwriter. Yeah, you probably don't recognize the name Maya Hart on screen. But lets see if you recognize this one.

Sabrina Carpenter.

That make any gears turn in your head? Recognize that name anyone? If you do, congrats!

Now, you may be asking, Maya, how don't your friends know? You spend so much time with them!

Well, I just pulled the Supergirl/Superman and put some glasses on. I also changed my hair to be a little blonder and my eyes to be bluer (Is bluer a word? Probably not, but oh well!) Plus a bunch more stuff that I might explain later.

I just got through an eventful day today.

Apparently, I was a volcano.

When bad things happened, I was accused of doing them even when I said that I didn't do them, multiple times! My best friends didn't believe me.

Is that all I am to them? A liar who pulls fire alarms and steals $100. Am I just a broken girl, with a broken home, and a broken life to them? Am I just a failure to them? Someone who isn't going to be somebody someday? 

How could Riley just keep assuming that I would blow up? How could she keep assuming that every bad thing that happens, I did? Why doesn't she like me trying to be a better, happier person? I got one A, and everyone thought I was changing, everyone thought that I needed to be reverted back to who I was. Was I only there for pity.

"You look troubled," Newt's voice broke into my scrambled thoughts.

"How'd you guess?" Came my sarcastic response.

"Want to talk about it?" He asked me gently.

"Yeah, I think I do," I said.

And with that, I spilled my entire story. Putting out my entire life out to display, to this man who just wormed his way into my heart a few years ago. The man who was a father to me. 

"Maya, you are not a failure," Newt told me firmly, "You are a bright wonderful girl, I don't think that I have ever seen anyone who could draw as good as you. You're amazing at singing, and you have picked up on magic so quickly,"

I gave him a small smile as thanks and then we continued on our lesson. 

After that I became more distant from my friends. They didn't need me anyways. But of course Riley noticed. I was in Topanga's with my "friends".  Honestly, I don't know what we are anymore. I still think we're friends. But would you really want to be friends with people who basically think that you're a liar, even if they don't say it out loud? I know I'm not as smart as Farkle or Smackle, but I can piece together that much at least.

"Maya, why have you been growing apart from us lately? Do you not like us anymore?" The sweet, innocent voice of my best friend asked me.

But is she really my best friend? Don't best friends believe each other?

"Nothing Riles, I'm just tired," I said, no lied straight to their faces.

"Okay peaches," She said.

Maybe she does trust me.

"Maya!" Came a familiar voice.

I looked up to see Newt running into the cafe thing faster then I've ever seen his old man bones move.

"Maya who is this?" Lucas asked me immediately.

"Just a neighbor," I said, "He's taken care of me when my Mom wasn't home,"

"Maya, there was an accident," He said a little out of breath, "Your Mother,"

Dread immediately filled my bones, and my world crumbled before me a little more.