Chapter 1

Riley slipped on her heels and ensured everything she'd need was in her bag, before driving to school. "Planner; folders for school, Student Council binder, Athletics Manager Binder, tutoring information, I think that's it." The brunette dropped the bag on her shoulder and drove her Honda to school. She was extremely brilliant, and active in school but no one ever seemed to know who she was. Besides her 2 best friends, Farkle and Maya, as well as her brother Josh. She pulled into her usual parking spot where her blonde best friend was waiting for her.

"Hey girl hey!"

"What up Maya?"

"Fixing to be trapped in prison for 8 hours. You look hot!" Maya and Riley were the exact opposite of each other, but somehow always got along, they were a nice balance. Maya wore leather jackets, Riley wore floral skirts. Maya would go to a party on Friday and Riley would either get dragged along to be a DD or stay at home since she had to tutor on Saturday's. She had bright blue eyes that could convince anyone to do anything, and long, thick blonde hair.

"Thanks peaches, as do you." There was a fight breaking out in the school parking lot and without even realizing what she was doing the brunette dropped her bags and sprinted towards the ring of students. Of course no one is trying to stop this, that'd be mature of someone. Also be proud of yourself that you didn't just fall on your face running over here. After fighting her way through the crowd she saw Lucas Friar, I'll tell you more about him later. "Gross. HEY!" Riley sauntered towards them in the center, avoiding every fist at all cost, "STOP IT NOW!" Boisterous. Lucas Friar stood up and wiped the bright red blood off of his lip. His eyes quickly averted her, almost as if he didn't even notice she was there. Which wasn't a huge surprise.

"You alright peaches?" Maya passed Riley her bag.

"I'm fine. Stupid boys." They sauntered into the school in silence. "I guess I just don't see the point in fighting. Maybe I've never found someone I really wanted to punch. That's an interesting notion, I have wanted to punch someone but maybe I just haven't been mad enough to do it in the moment." Both the girls shrugged their shoulders and Farkle stepped in between them. He was the reason she was second in their class, at first they were archenemies, eventually the enemy phase passed and ever since 6th grade they'd been inseparable. He was tall, skinny, always wore a beanie and fairly attractive, most importantly he was more than protective over Riley and Maya.

"Ladies!"

"Farkle!" They announced in unison, feeling his arm on their shoulders. Riley opened her locker and unloaded her bag.

"Staying busy I see!" He adjusted his beanie and watched her unpack her backpack.

"Always. If I'm going to be invisible in high school mine as well use it to my advantage and beef up my extracurricular for college."

"Riles, people know who you are." Riley's brown eyes rolled, "You don't believe me? Watch!" The blonde nabbed the next person to walk by, "do you know who this is?"

"Isn't that Josh's little sister?"

"Get out of here, you aren't helping!" The blue eyed girl shoved the random person away and watched her best friend smirk sarcastically.

"I'm Josh's little sister, your best friend, or Mr. Matthews' kid."

Farkle leaned against the lockers, "I know who you are Riles. Marry me!"

"Hard pass, just like every other day this week. But, maybe tomorrow." Eventually I might say yes. He's cute, my best friend and let's be honest with yourself no one else is going to ask you.

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"Mr. Friar, it seems as if we're making these visits a weekly thing." Ms. Davenport, the vice principal sat behind her desk and grinned at Lucas Friar. A junior, starting quarterback, pitcher for the baseball team, and too handsome for his own good. His bright green eyes, like Maya's were persuasive, and if it weren't for his letterman divulging his graduation year then he could pass for a senior or older. "You've got to stop fighting man!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes, you're smart, you make straight A's. You're well liked, for the most part and you're starting quarterback." His green eyes rolled, that was the only reason he never got into trouble for fighting. He'd have to do a disciplinary workout occasionally but that was about it. "Next time, it will be more than a disciplinary workout. Clear?"

"Crystal." He snatched his backpack off the ugly tile floor of the high school and meandered towards his locker where Josh and Zay were already waiting.

"Let me guess-"

"Free and clear fellas." He opened his locker and threw his bag in, "just like every other time."

"What did it this time Luke?" Zay questioned, tall, dark and handsome were a few of the words to describe him. He moved after Lucas did from Texas when they were in the 8th grade but his accent was definitely more noticeable.

"I caught him trying to take pictures up girl's skirts." He rested against the lockers and watched across the hallway to the wall full of red lockers. It was almost as if time went in slow motion, her brown hair flowed and curls bounced as she turned around, her chestnut eyes were even more captivating with her long eyelashes and the dimples made her even more adorable. The clock seemed to speed up because she was gone before Lucas knew which direction she went. It didn't even occur to him that this was the same girl that broke up their fight this morning.

"You alright man?" Josh slapped his back and laughed.

"Yeah, great. Let's go."

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Riley knocked on her father's classroom and entered slowly. "Dad, you got some cash?"

"Honey you're interrupting my class, so you can have money to go shopping? Also remind me to talk to Harper about your grammar." The brunette stepped all the way in.

"No, I'm interrupting your class, so I can have money to eat. Please." She rocked on her heels and smiled. Awkward, so awkward. So glad I didn't win student council president!

"Sorry honey, yes." While Cory was unlocking his drawer the brown eyed girl put on an obstinate smile and glanced at the sea of students to her left. She was very unsure of how her father could stand up here every day, multiple times a day. Lucas looked up from his notes and his lips slowly separated, now that he noticed her. "Here ya' go. And uh, keep the change."

The brown eyed girl giggled and kissed his cheek, "yeah that extra 25 cents can get me a piece of gum from the gumball machine. Bye daddy." She was gone, just like that. Lucas nudged Josh, one of his best friends and Mr. Matthews' son.

"Josh, who was that?"

"Who was who?" He looked up from the piece of notebook paper and didn't notice anyone knew.

"There was a girl, she called your dad, her dad."

He snickered, "well if we have the same dad, I'm assuming you're talking about my sister."

"You have a sister?" Lucas' brows furrowed, "how have I not known that?"

He snickered, "she keeps to herself. Stays busy with clubs, and school. You've been over to my house a million times, I'm sure you remember Maya." The quarterback slowly nodded, she made fun of what little accent he did have. "That's her best friend."

"What's her name?"

"Riley." The name ran across his mind multiple times. "I can't believe you didn't know I had a sister. What'd you think Maya was?"

"Yeah," he whispered, "me neither." Completely disregarding his other question. Riley.

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Riley took her usual seat in study hall and was quickly followed in by Farkle who sat beside her. Neither realized someone was eavesdropping, "Lady."

"Farkle." The brunette tousled her hair and gave a small smile.

"What are you doing to me woman?" His hand clutched his heart causing her to laugh.

Lucas couldn't help but feel a little jealous? Was that what jealousy tastes like? He'd never felt that way before, he was Lucas Friar. He could get whoever he wanted whenever he wanted. Not that he did, he was known as a lady killer more than a player. Thank God. Who is this guy?

"Riley Matthews marry me." She cocked her head to the side and for whatever reason the quarterback prepared himself to interrupt the conversation.

"Awe Farkle, you've already asked me once today." Oh thank God! "Like I said probably sometime in the future! We are supposed to be arch enemies you know."

"We suck at it." Arch enemies for what? How have you never noticed her you freaking idiot? She's beautiful, and gorgeous. Look at that smile and those dimples. WHAT? What is wrong with you Friar! Pull yourself together! She's a girl, a very pretty- STOP!

"Hey you know I actually need your help with this assignment in my dad's class. It's a group project and Maya has Josh so do you think you love me enough to do the assignment with me?" Her bottom lip popped out. God she's adorable. I mean…

"Of course I will. I will always love you, I will always love my girls." Alright who the hell is this guy? Riley quickly glanced behind her, SHIT! Pretend like you weren't just staring. He scratched the back of his neck and flipped around. Smooth Friar.

"Thanks Farkle, you're a life saver." Did she see me?

"Maya said you broke up a fight this morning." Lucas furrowed his brows, was there another fight? "Riles you can't do that you're going to get yourself hurt." She lazily shrugged her shoulders, "you don't care if you get hurt?"

The brunette shook her head, "as soon as someone hits a girl whether it was on purpose or on accident it'll be over. I can take one for the team." She's not wrong, but sticking up for people she doesn't know that's ridiculous. If it was a friend sure. But, is she that nice to where she'd take a punch for random kids. "Treat others the way you want to be treated. I wouldn't want to get into a fight, and if that ever occurs I hope someone stops it." Her hand rested on his arm, "clearly you're worried so I won't make it a habit." Her lips touched his cheek when the final bell rang.

Riley Matthews, I'm gonna charm the hell out of you.

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Let me know what you think!

Bad Boy Lucas-Popular

Good Girl Riley-Invisible

Will she give him the time of day?