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Riley's POV
I always knew I had a crush on Lucas Friar. The crush originated in seventh grade when I fell (more like pushed by Maya) onto his lap. We went on our first date that year and we even kissed. It was kind of awkward but aren't all first dates? Anyway, we didn't talk to each other all summer. It was just weird, you know?
When we went back to school for our eighth grade year we were kind of pressured into becoming a couple by our classmates, so we did however it was a complete disaster. We couldn't even talk to one another. We decided that it wasn't the right time for us to become a couple. We had an unofficial thing for a while until Charlie Gardner threatened that by asking me to our Semi Formal. At the time, I was confused by my feelings. Looking back at it, I now know that I never liked Charlie Gardner that much. It was just a silly crush. He was cute and very nice but there was no real connection. That was because I felt a connection with someone else. None other than Lucas Friar. Mr. Perfect himself. Just as I realized this another barrier arose. That barrier stood a five feet and her name was Maya Hart. It turns out she liked Lucas too. That's when the infamous love triangle was born. It took a while for us to figure things out. In the beginning I lied to Lucas and Maya and told them I no longer had feelings for Lucas. That I loved him like a brother. This wasn't true but I did it for Maya. She deserved to be happy. When Farkle revealed the truth about my feelings, that's when we knew someone was going to get hurt. The love triangle lived on up until 9th grade. Thankfully for us all Maya admitted her feelings for Josh and told me how strong she realized they were. I was happy about this because that meant no one would be hurt. Furthermore, that meant there would be nothing stopping Lucas and I from having a relationship. Would he finally ask me out?
The answer to this was yes. He asked me out that same day I talked to Maya and said that he chose me. He was nervous about how he would break the news to Maya but I told him what she told me and that she probably wouldn't even care. Life was good. We were the couple everyone admired. Even some of the older students admired our relationship.
I was on cloud nine. Not only did I have an amazing boyfriend, but great friends too! To top it all off, I was salutatorian for the ninth grade class. My life was one out of a dream, at least until the 10th grade. It turns out 16 year old Lucas was a jerk.
Lucas's POV
I made varsity for football and baseball in the 9th grade but didn't let it get to my head. Making varsity as a freshman was unheard of but it turns out I was so good that they put me in anyway. That was also the year Riley and I began to date. I was very happy with Riley and she was very happy with me. Other couples looked up to us. That summer, Riley went to Philadelphia with her family. She stayed there for pretty much the whole summer which caused me to have to find other people to hang out with. Since Maya, Farkle, and Zay were all on vacation with their families, the only people I had to hang out with was my varsity "friends". I say "friends" because I wasn't really close with my teammates. This was because of our differing personalities. I was a good guy and they... now they were the complete opposite. They partied and drank way too much. I didn't join varsity to do that stuff.
I was very lonely that summer. That was until my only varsity friend, Billy, called me and said that the team was having the first party of the summer and that I couldn't miss it. I never liked missing team parties however I knew that it only led to bad things.
Riley was usually with me a lot. She was my good influence and helped me make good decisions. This was a test but it was one I had to take without my good influence by my side. I caved. I thought that I would go to just one party, have just one drink and never go to one of those again, boy was I wrong. I ended up getting drunk that night and found the whole thing kind of addicting. That summer I continued to party and drink as much as I could. My whole good guy persona, gone. Somehow, my new friends convinced me that since I was on varsity, I was better than everyone else. They told me being older than the rest of my grade was cool. They told me that I needed an older, cooler girlfriend. Someone who was popular and not cheery all the time. Do you know what's worst of all? I believed them. This is when my life began to fall apart.