Riley's P.O.V.

"Hot feet! Hot feet! Fire in the middle! Hot feet! Hot feet! Warm as a griddle!" I sang alongside Maya, Austin and Ally(long story). As I was being controlled by the ghost of the bay window(you don't wanna know), we all danced to our hearts contents, or, more like the ghost's hearts content. I love today! Today was even better than yesterday, and yesterday was the best day EVER! Even Lucas and Farkle showed up, clapping their hands to the beat. Everything was great! Until...

BEEP BEEP!

I froze, my eyes welling up with tears at the sound of my phone. Maya continued to dance, until she twirled into me, knocking us both down. Austin and Ally soon tripped and fell on top of us, creating a mountain of 1960's flappers and pop stars. Rolling her eyes, the ghost disappeared into a cloud of smoke, leaving behind her silvery headpiece. The crowd soon dispersed, heading towards the parade.

"Ouch." Maya groaned, rolling off of me. Austin and Ally soon stood up, their costumes soon transformed. Lucas and Farkle ran over to us, concern filled in their eyes.

"Ok, not our best performance." Ally said dusting off her tomato suit. Austin slightly nodded, his eyes still focused on me.

"Yeah Riles, you were doing great what happened?" Maya asked, her head tilted to the side. I almost considered telling her everything. I almost thought about saying something that would change the way we acted. Almost.

"Nothing! I-I'm fine! I just-" Beep Beep! I slowly pulled out my phone, hesitantly reading the text. I closed my eyes, hoping that when I opened them, this will all be gone. I looked at my friends, waiting for an answer. Nope, I'm still here.

"Riley, who keeps texting you?" Austin asked reaching for my phone, his fingernails scraping the cover.

"Hey! Hands off Blondie, or you'll regret it!" I snapped, snatching my phone away, earning a shocked expression from my friends.

"I'm sorry, it's just...personal space issues." I muttered staring at my heels.

"Riley, what's the problem?" Farkle asked, walking towards me. I backed up, afraid of him seeing the texts.

"What did I just say about personal space issues?!" I screamed, Farkle jumping back, along with my friends. I know I should feel bad, but the less they knew, the better. Lucas soon walked towards me, his eyes filled with concern and slight frustration.

"This isn't the Riley I know, and I want to know why, and I want to know now!" He said his voice raising as I felt his warm breath on my lips. I looked at my shoes, shutting off my phone.

"Well, then maybe you don't really know me!" I yelled, storming home, with tears dropping down. I mean, of course I don't want to shut out my friends, especially Lucas, but, if he found out, he could get expelled.

I solve problems, not create them.

Lucas's P.O.V.

"Well, then maybe you don't really know me!"

Her words kept repeating in my mind, and they made me flinch every time. They sounded too familiar to when she found out what I did. I almost lost her, and now I might've done it again.

"Ok, that's not Riley!" Maya exclaims, her eyes watering.

"You're telling me!" I respond, running my fingers through my hair.

"What could've happened to her?" Austin asked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

"Austin, this is almost like when Trish was getting cyber bullied. She wouldn't talk to us, just like Riley." Ally said looking at Austin.

"You're right," Austin says, looking at us. "Has this ever happened to her before?" Austin asks.

"Well, yeah," Maya starts, tears welling up in her eyes. "But I mean, we're her best friends, we would be able to tell...right guys?!"

We fall silent. We would be able to tell, I would be able to tell...right?

I felt my blood boil, my fists balling up at my sides, as my knuckles turned white. Farkle looks at me, his eyes widening.

"Uh-oh!" He exclaimed, running away.

"Farkle!" Maya yelled. "Where are you- oh!" Maya said looking at me and Austin.

"What?" Austin asked.

"Come with me!" Maya said pulling them away.

I ran after them, my pulse racing.

I'll find out what's going on, and whoever is making Riley feel pain, will feel it too...

Riley's P.O.V.

I cried myself to sleep last night. And, every night before that. My friends thought it stopped, I thought it stopped.

But it didn't.

I was happy. I remember being happy for two days. Those were the best of times. And now...the worst of times come crashing in.

You exist. You exist, and you're a freak, and you're an ugly waste of space, so just GIVE UP, GET A CLUE, AND KILL YOURSELF. No one would miss you anyways...

Aww, that's cute, you actually think you matter in the world. When are you going to stop being a gullible, little, freak-show?! Now either get a life or end it!

These pop up on my screen every fifteen minutes. I keep trying to believe that this is a dream...that it'll all go away...but it doesn't...

Hey guys! So, new story! What do you think?! Should I continue? If you hate it, I understand! It's Rucas, so if you're anti-rucas, just walk away! Later cuddle bunnies!