It's nice to be home. Did anyone miss me? My computer has been messing up lately, I'm using a friend's at the moment.
New pairing, I'm trying out. This takes place in tenth grade.
Disclaimer: I do not own Girl Meets World. But Ayye, how about Sabrina Carpenter? Right?
"I hate her." Riley stated as they walked into history.
"You don't hate her." Lucas shook his head.
"You're right. I don't hate her, but if I ever choose to hate somebody
she'd be that body." She said angrily.
"A gorgeous, developed body, with a stupid southern tan, and pretty
green eyes.." She grumbled. "Lucas, why can't I have pretty green
eyes?"
"Because you have very pretty brown eyes." He smiled. "Why are you so
mad at Hanna Weaver, anyways? You guys don't even talk?"
"But she's so pretty, and smart, and she writes poetry, and she bakes
cookies, and I'm just Riley! I have brown eyes! I can't bake! Why
can't I write poetry, huh? Tell me!" She demanded.
"Because poetry isn't your thing, Riley." He explained. "Why does
Hanna's poetry bother you so much?"
"Bother me? It doesn't bother me! It's great! Just ask Maya-"
"Ahh.. Now I get it! You're jealous of her." He grinned.
"I am not jealous." Riley insisted.
"It's okay to be jealous, Riley."
"Who's jealous?" Farkle asked.
"Riley." Lucas smiled.
"No! I am not jealous!" Riley repeated.
"Who's jealous?" Maya asked as she set her bag down.
"Not Riley." Farkle said.
"Awe. Why are you jealous little plant?" She smiled.
"I. Am. Not. Jealous!" She shouted.
"Okay.." Maya said, unsure of Riley's outburst. "So, I have to cancel
our plans for tonight. Hanna and I are-"
"Wait. You're hanging out with her?" Riley asked quickly.
"Are you okay?" Maya asked slowly.
"Oh, I'm fine! Just ditch me to go hang out with Hanna! Maybe she'll
bake you cookies! Or write you a poem-"
"Whoaaaaaaa! Kay.." Maya interrupted. "What's with you, plant?"
"Oh! Nothing! Leave the plant! Go hang out with the sunflower!"
"Okay."
Maya grabbed Riley's hand and led her out of the classroom and into
the bathroom.
"Okay, Riley. What is your deal?" Maya asked sternly.
"I don't have a deal, Maya. Just go hang out with your girlfriend, Hanna."
"Riley Mathews!" Maya scolded. "You are my girlfriend."
"Then why do you keep hanging out with Hanna?" Riley huffed.
"Because.." She sighed. "She's writing a book and she's letting me illustrate."
"Oh.." Riley hung her head.
Maya used her finger to guide Riley's chin up.
"Riley?" Maya smiled. "Riley, look at me."
Riley did as she was told and looked into Maya's eyes.
"Why are you jealous of Hanna?" She asked.
"Because.. She's tan, and beautiful, and blonde, and she has green
eyes, and she's all developed, and she can bake? Maya she's better!"
"No, she's different. I don't want different." She said.
"You don't?" Riley asked.
"No." She tucked Riley's hair behind her ear. "Riley, I love your
brown eyes more than anything.."
"You do?" She smiled.
"Yes, I do." Maya smirked. "I also like that you don't have a tan
because then I can see all the tiny red spots when I kiss your neck.."
Riley blushed.
"I don't like blondes.." She smiled. "I don't care if you can bake or not.."
"You don't?"
"Not at all." She promised.
"But what about her- Ya know?" Riley asked.
"Riley, I love your body." Maya said bluntly. "I would never change
you, Riles.. You're too beautiful."
Riley blushed and hugged her girlfriend.
"Maya?" She whispered.
"Yeah?"
She pulled away.
"Am I still your plant?" She asked softly.
"Of course you are.." She smiled. "My wonderful little plant, who is
not a sunflower."
"You hate sunflowers." Riley smirked.
"I do." Maya nodded.
"But you love me?"
"I do." She smiled. "Just don't stop growing okay?"
"I love you, Maya."
"I love you too."
They shared a soft kiss.
"We have to go to class or your dad will be mad at me."
"Why did he have to follow us to high school anyways?" Riley huffed.
"Come on." Maya smiled and pulled her back to class.
"Hey, you okay?" Lucas asked as Riley sat down.
"Yeah." She replied. "Oh, Lucas?"
"Yes, Riley?"
"I'm not jealous."
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes." She nodded. "I will not be jealous of a sunflower."
A/N.) Awweee. Don't you just love love?