Riarkle; Rating K; I do not own Girl Meets World. This is for you guys to decide. Do you want shorter and quicker one-shots or longer and slower one-shots? I've realized that my one-shots keep getting shorters and are becoming more drabbles than stories. It's up to you guys. Thanks!

"Congratuations on the musical, you totally killed the part! I must say Farkle played a very convincing prince." Darby says holding Yogi's hand.

"Thanks Darb. That means a lot. And yeah, who knew!" She did appreciate all the people coming up and congratulating her on The Beauty and the Beast, but she couldn't place her costar in the crowd. He must be with family she thought to herself as Jeffery and Yindra came up to her.

The Beauty and The Beast was an extremely successful musical at Abigail Adams. It was the first musical to exceed a 1,000 people. Riley rolled her eyes knowing the audience was made up of mostly younger students are Abigail who were drooling over the two male leads, Max and Farkle. As a senior, it was pretty uncomfortable listening to all the things those freshman girls were gossiping about. After hugging her parents and Auggie, she finally placed Farkle among the crowd outside the auditorium. He was surrounded by the freshman fan club, overly gushing their flirtatious laughs and giggles.

She rolled her eyes. All the younger girls loved Farkle because he was undeniably good-looking, not because of his smarts or anything along those lines. Riley was the one to push Farkle to take up the musical. She knew Farkle was pretty horrid at acting, but his voice was perfect for the role of the beast. Riley must admit that Farkle definitely killed his part and really rose to the occasion, which came to her surprise.

Finally, Farkle gaze caught hers and he tore away from the pack of girls and made his way over with his hands behind his back. Riley, trying to keep her cool, pulled him into a hug, congratulating him. "You did great Farkle. Wow, just wow."

"Not as amazing as you, though." From behind his back, he revealed a bouquet of roses. "I hope you like them. I asked them if they would dye them purple, but on short notice they said no."

"Like them? I love them," she pulled Farkle into another hug, loving the way his body closed around hers.

The Minkus's held an after party at their apartment for the friends and cast of the musical. Riley was relieved that the Farkle fanclub was not invited. Sure, at this point, Riley knew she was jealous. She knew Farkle would never date one of those girls, but it irked her that they seemed to always be around the corner. Maya had been pushing Riley for a whole year to tell Farkle how she felt, but it just never seemed like the right time.

She patted Farkle's knee and got up to get a drink in the kitchen. She turned back after opening a bottle of water to see all her friends laughing around the living room table. There was so much light in Farkle's eyes when he talked. She couldn't hear what he was saying, at that point it didn't matter. He was happy and that was enough for her.

"Miss Matthew, you did a superb job tonight." Riley looked to her right and saw Farkle's mother Jennifer.

"Thank you Mrs. Minkus. I couldn't have done it without Farkle. He really pushed me and I'm glad I could push him to do it."

"You are right! The musical wouldn't have been quite the same with a different Belle or different Beast. The chemistry between you two was perfect, something you don't see in many actors." Riley noticed an alien expression on Jennifer's face. She looked around and caught her odd expression again.

"I guess I'm confused?" Riley admitted, shrugging slightly.

"You know, Farkle has always loved singing and acting, but he's always only been great at one," she said looking fondly at her son. "You know the other week at church the youth did a short skit and let me tell you Farkle's performance wasn't convincing."

Several thoughts were running through her head. She understood what Jennifer was getting at, but all she could say is "You guys go to church?"

Mrs. Minkus laughed, setting down her drink. "We've been going for a year now. Farkle was the one push us to go and I never understood who could change his mind until now."

Riley choked on her drink, nervously laughing it off. "I'm flattered Mrs. Minkus, I am, but I doubt I'm the reason Farkle performed so well or has decided to believe in a high superior."

"See right there," Jennifer said, completely ignoring Riley, nodding towards Farkle, "I haven't seen his eyes light up like that since I bought him his train. The other day at dinner he was talking about the musical and how happy he was that he had a friend like you to encourage him to try out. The entire dinner he had that exact look on his face. I asked him why. You know what he said?"

Riley, her cheeks getting redder by the second, shrugged. She was nervous Mrs. Minkus could hear her heart beating through her chest. She went to take another sip to take her mind off and she realized she had already drank the entire bottle.

"He said his eyes have captured broken rays of sunlight." Jennifer rose her eyebrow at Riley with a smirk plastered on her face.

"Well isn't that interesting," Rileys squeaked out, her voice breaking halfway through the word interesting. She was so focused on Jennifer, she jumped when she heard Farkle's voice.

"Mother. Riley." He smiled, grabbing two bottles of water out of the cooler and handing one to Riley. "Talking about anything interesting?"

Riley tried to think of anything to say, but the duplicate word interesting clouded her mind.

"Something like that," Jennifer gleamed, "I've got some interesting things to talk about with Topanga. I'll leave you two." As she left, she winked at Riley and drained her drink. Riley didn't dare look at Farkle after the- well interesting conversation between her and his mother.

"What was that about?" He asked with a small laugh taking a small sip of water.

"Ugh.. I- It-" She gulped feeling suddenly hot standing there alone with Farkle, "Your mother said you guys are attending church. That's new."

He nodded, that light returning to his eyes. "Yeah, we've been going for a couple months now." His smile dropped from his face, "Is that what you were so flustered about talking to mom?"

Her hand went immediately to her face. Was she really that flustered? Her cheeks definitely felt hot which meant they were probably red. She could feel Farkle's eyes burning in her skin as she was again flustered. "Is it hot in here or is it just me? I think I need some fresh air."

She was headed towards the apartments front door when Farkle's hand caught her wrist. "Riles is everything alright?"

"Everything's fine. Everything's superb. Fantastic. Splendid!" She realized she was rambling and split a small smile, "I just need some air."

"Okay, why don't I come with you?" She didn't say anything to respond, but rather nodded her head.

She went to turn right which lead to the stairs to take her to the entrance, but Farkle grabbed her hand and tugged her left. He settled her confusion by pointing up. "Wait til you see the view from the top of this building."

Riley couldn't think about anything in the moment other than Farkle hadn't dropped her hand. She noted how perfectly it fit into hers and how gentle he held it. But all good things come to an end. When they reached the roof, he let go of her hand and leaned against the edge.

He wasn't kidding. The view was phenomenal. So high in the air, you could see every piece of New York. "It's beautiful up here!"

"It is, isn't?" He hands were on the railing while his eyes were miles deep in New York. It was cold enough outside Riley could see her breath. He finally looked over letting his eyes search her face. "A penny for your thoughts?"

"People don't just wake up and are good at something," she finally caught his eyes. His expression was blank.

"And that's on your mind because?"

"Because your mother told me that at church, you totally sucked at the skit you performed last week. And that got me thinking, how does one act horribly one day and wake up the next day an Acting King?"

She could hear him breath in and saw how much he struggled to keep their gaze. He half-shrugged, opening his mouth to say something when she continued.

"And it hit me. A sad person can pretend to be happy if they are good at acting. A sad person can pretend to sad, not because they are acting, but because that's who they are. And that's the same with any emotion even-"

He cut her off, an emormous smile spreading acorss his face, "Love? Even love."

"Yeah, that one." Her heart began to beat a little harder when Farkle turned completely towards her, laying his hand on hers.

"It's not hard to pretend to be in love with you Riley Matthews." He looked up into the sky and back down at Riley, "Honestly, I didn't have to pretend at all." By then, he had worked his way closer to her, laying his hand on her cheek. She melted closer looking into those stormy blue eyes.

"Line?"

He laughed, leaning closer. His lips grazed her ear. "This is where you say that you didn't have to pretend either. Then, if I read the script right, is where we kiss and live happily ever after."

He leaned back, Riley finally seeing the pure sunlight trapped inside his eyes. "I didn't have to pretend either," she smiled, leaning her forehead against his. "Now kiss me."

He caught her lips immediately after the words left her lips. His lips were cold from the air, but quickly grew warmer the longer they kissed. Riley was surprised how much passion and desire Farkle had been holding back. Her body was consumed by goosebumps as his cold hands cupped her face and lazily tangled themselves in her hair. After several moments nothing felt cold anymore. It was hot, everything was hot. So hot that she was sure she would never feel cold again.

Coming soon is a Zay and Riley one-shot and a Zay and Smackle one-shot. Maybe not immediately, but they are coming. As always expect a lot of Riarkle! Thanks!