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Riley lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, completely helpless.

It was too much, it was all too much, how, after everything, Lucas, the triangle, how could she fall for Farkle?

Riley sat up, and tilted her head to one side and tried to imagine what she would say if Farkle was right in front of her. But all of a sudden she was thinking of his lips, and how they would feel on hers.

Riley shook herself, she physically shook herself.

She liked Lucas, she'd liked Lucas since she'd fallen into his lap on the subway. She liked Lucas.

But did she?

Riley flopped back down onto her bed. She had to like Lucas, she had caused such a mess between Lucas, herself, and Maya, so how come she felt like she'd never liked Lucas. She had though, she had liked Lucas and she still did, but not in the way she liked Farkle, not in a way that liking him was part of her, part of her very soul.

Riley thought of Farkle, of his smile, the way he talked and laughed, how he always wanted what was best for her. She thought about the way she looked at Farkle and the way he looked at her. She didn't look at Lucas like that.

"Hey Honey, wasswrong?" Maya was standing above her; Riley had been so consumed with her own thoughts that she hadn't even heard Maya enter.

"Everything," Riley mumbled.

Maya threw herself onto the bed next to Riley and turned to face her. "Wanna tell me what's wrong, Riles?"

Riley turned her head to face Maya too, "No," she humphed, turning her head back to the ceiling.

Maya got off the bed and went to sit in the Bay Window, "Bay Window." She said, "Bay Window right now."

"No," Riley humphed again.

"Ring Power," Maya said simply.

"Fine," Riley walked over and sat next to Maya.

Riley and Maya stared at each other, waiting for the other to speak first.

"You gonna tell me, Honey?" Maya prodded.

Riley sighed, placing her head on Maya's shoulder.

Maya stroked her hair slowly, "Oooh this is bad, isn't it?"

"Maya?" Riley took her head off Maya's shoulder and faced her, determined to tell her, she had to tell her. She couldn't let these feelings eat her up more than they already had.

"Yeah?"

"I think I've screwed everything up."

"Well before I agree or disagree, do you wanna elaborate a bit more?"

Riley took a moment, wondering how to phrase it. Saying 'I like Farkle' seemed a bit direct.

So instead she asked, "Do you still like my Uncle Josh?"

"Uncle Boing? Yeah, I like him,"

"But you like Lucas," Riley pointed out.

"Yeah," Maya said, squinting her eyes at Riley, "Isn't this supposed to be about you?"

"I'm getting there," replied Riley.

"Does it have anything do with how weird you've been acting this past, like, month?"

"Do like them differently?" Riley asked, ignoring what Maya had just said.

"What?"

"Uncle Boi- Uncle Josh," Riley corrected herself quickly.

Maya laughed, "You almost called him Uncle Boing!"

"Do you like my Uncle Josh and Lucas differently?" Riley asked, firmer this time.

Maya looked at her quizzically, trying to work out where this is going, "Is this just a ploy for you to get me to tell you my feelings?"

"You have feelings you haven't told me about?" Riley questioned.

"I like both Josh and Lucas, but-" Maya sighed and stopped herself from continuing.

"But what, Maya?"

"But I like them differently."

"How?"

"I dunno," Maya said honestly, "I guess when I saw Josh, he was hot and I just thought that this is the sort of person I want to like, and how couldn't I like him? He's part of your family. But with Lucas... with Lucas it just hit me all at once, y'know? I was just in class and I looked at him, and I thought, 'Shit, I like Huckleberry.'"

Riley nodded, thinking hard, "But you said you didn't have a crush on Uncle Josh,"

"I don't, it's not a crush, it's," Maya frowned as she tried to find the words, "it's something else."

"So who do you like more?"

"Honey," Maya said in a tone that clearly implied she didn't want to answer.

"Peaches," Riley replied, staring right back at Maya.

"Lucas. I like Lucas more, I'm sorry." Maya said, not looking at Riley.

But Riley was smiling, "Why are you sorry?"

Maya looked up at Riley, "Because you like Lucas! Riley, where's this conversation going?"

"Maya,"

"Riley?"

"Please don't be angry," Riley said carefully.

"Why would I be angry, Riles?"

"Because I made a big mess that I didn't need to make,"

"Riley, Honey, just tell me," Maya said, starting to get annoyed.

Riley took a deep breath and looked at Maya pleadingly.

"What Riles? What did you do? Set me up on a date with Uncle Boing or Huckleberry?" Maya said, half-jokingly, half-scared she actually did that.

"No, I didn't do anything like that,"

"Then what Riles?" Maya asked impatiently.

"I like Farkle!" Riley blurted out loudly, barely a second after Maya had finished speaking.

"What?"

"I like Farkle," Riley repeated, quieter and calmer.

"You like Farkle?"

"Yeah, yeah I do," Riley said, beginning to smile. It felt so good to have told Maya, it was like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Then she frowned, "You're not angry, are you?" She asked Maya, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"Why would I be angry?" Maya asked, still grinning.

"Because of Lucas... Why are you smiling?!" This was not the reaction Riley had expected at all.

"Because I just won twenty bucks,"

"What?"

"When I was eight I bet your dad twenty bucks that you would end up with Farkle, and he laughed and said no daughter of his would end up with a Minkus, and now here we are!"

"Just because I like him doesn't mean I'm gonna end up with him,"

"Riley, please, I need this twenty bucks," Maya said seriously.

Riley laughed, and hugged Maya with one arm, "You're the best, Peaches,"

"I know, Honey," Maya replied, kissing her on the forehead.

"So you're not angry?" Riley asked again.

"Why would I be angry?"

"Because I've liked Farkle, for, well, for as long as I can remember, I think," Riley said, "I've liked Farkle during this whole Lucas fiasco, and I didn't even know it..."

"Oh," was all Maya said. "Oh."

She looked away from Riley.

"Peaches?"

Maya turned back to her, smiling again, softer this time though, "Yeah, Honey?"

"You're not angry?"

"How could I be? We're fifteen, we're bound to makes mistakes, especially when feelings are involved,"

Riley smiled and Maya smiled right back.

"You still like him though?" Maya asked, predicting the answer.

Riley knew exactly who she was referring to by him, "Yeah..."

"Oh." Maya said.

"Oh." Riley repeated.

They sat there silently for a few moments.

"You like them differently though?" Maya said after a while, "That's why you were asking me." She turned to face Riley, who was still staring straight ahead.

Riley nodded, biting her bottom lip, still staring straight ahead.

"You like Lucas like I like Josh, and Farkle like I like Lucas?" Maya asked slowly.

Riley nodded again, her eyes starting to brim with tears.

"Riles, Riles," Maya whispered, pulling her into a hug, "why are you crying?"

Riley looked at Maya and laughed slightly, wiping her eyes, "Because this situation was already messy enough without adding Farkle to the equation, and I'm scared it'll end our friendship."

Maya knew by 'our friendship', she didn't just mean her and Maya and she meant all of them.

Maya hugged her tighter; actions speak louder than words.

"And I know that Farkle doesn't like me back," Riley whispered with a slight sniff.

Maya looked at Riley in disbelief, "Riles?"

"Yeah?"

"That's gotta be the dumbest thing you've ever said."

"But it's true," Riley said sadly.

"Riley Erica Mattews, how can you be that blind?!"

"I'm not blind, Maya! He's with Isadora!"

"So what?! He's liked you for so long he doesn't even know it yet, just like you." Maya said firmly, "Plus, why is it so crazy to think he can like two people at once," she added.

"Oh that was good," Riley replied.

"I know," Maya said smugly.

Riley smiled and sniffed, wiping her eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Better?" Maya asked.

"Yeah." Riley smiled.

"So you gonna tell me when you realised? Lemme guess, it was about a month ago and that's why you've been acting weirder than usual this past month?" Maya said.

"Yeah... I just- I saw him and Isadora kiss at Topanga's and I just, I felt so angry and I didn't know why and then I realised, 'I like Farkle,' and I thought I had to be crazy, but really what isn't there to like?"

Maya smiled thoughtfully.

"What do I do now, Maya?"

"Now we wait for Farkle to realise that he likes you, so I can get my twenty dollars," Maya said with a laugh.

Grinning, Riley nudged Maya in the ribs, before resting her head on Maya's shoulder.

Please tell me what you thought in the comments! This is my first shot at writing a GMW fanfic, and as you can see this was supposed to be Riarkle oriented, but this chapter feels very Rilaya. I guess you can't write them without making them gay.

Anyway, I'll be updating soon, hope you enjoyed the chapter!