Title: Unobvious

Rating: PG

Author: freckledcandy

Summary: Lily's feelings for Robbie. Lily's POV. Dislaimer: I don't own RFR, Lily, Robbie, or anything in this story.

You know, so many people would place me with Ray. Or Travis. But not you. For some reason, people can't see me with you. Not with the head honcho, Question Mark, the guy who questions everything, yet, has the answers hidden away in himself. But thats alright. Sometimes it's better when people don't neccasarily see you and think, 'wow, she must be dating one of those two... the joker, or maybe the weird one.'

At the station, during segments about love, I'll watch you sometimes. Wonder what you're thinking. All the girls fall for you. You've got the perfect optimistic view on things. Especially love. Yeah, you've gotten burned, but you still keep looking. Keep watching for the slightest sign that someone is starting to understand you. She doesn't understand you. I understand you.

I've noticed Ray's looks. I've noticed how sometimes he stares a little too long at me, or touches just a little more than he used to, or tries to show off around me. The frog thing wasn't cool but, I figured out later on, he TRIED. Some guys don't even try. But why me? Huh, why me, his best friend? Why couldn't it be someone else? The worst part is, I think I have feelings for him too.

But that makes things so much more complicated. I'm feeling the same emotions for two different guys. And thats not going to work out. You probably don't even see me though. Well, you don't see through me. I wish you did. Wish you could pick up on these different emotions I'm having so I don't have to come clean at some point in time and tell you that... no, I don't love you.

Can this be classified as love? I'm not even sure anymore. Maybe, just, sincere liking? Maybe I'm just imaging things. I mean, c'mon, you're... practically with Kim. You like her. You don't like me. Well, if you do, you haven't let it on. Please let it on, I can't go on like this. Staying up at night and thinking about you. That almost boasting grin you get whenever you've expressed your feelings. Then that frown you have when your friends are going to make stupid mistakes, and, there's no doubt that one of us will eventually make one of those.

But most of all I love that smile. That sweet, sincere, easy smile that comes whenever you know you've done something right or when someone you care deeply about shows up by your side. Sometimes, you smile at me like that. And sometimes you smile at the others that way. But I like to think, that when you smile at me... you mean it more.

Oh well. Today is Valentine's Day. We'll sit there, and Ray will babble about how silly love is, until I say the opposite, and then he'll agree with me. Travis will stay silent, and you will, of course, have something wonderfully distinct and poetic to say about the matter. I'll watch you the entire time, and then you'll look at me, and for a split second, your face will change, and the others won't notice.

Cause this is so unobvious.