Chapter 1: The Dress and Lies
(This is my second fanfic and I don't own any rights to Girl Meets World. Enjoy!)
(The story is told by the point of view of Maya)
Riley was looking at me worriedly again. "Sounds like a great time." I said, trying to appear to have been listening. Riley sighed, "I was asking if you liked this dress, Maya. You never seem to pay attention to me anymore. It's our senior year and I want it to be memorable, so as best friends, you need to be supportive of me!" God, it's just a dress,, not life or death. But I didn't want to hurt Riley's feelings, "Sorry. Your shirt is fabulous and Lucas will melt when he sees you in it." Riley hugged me, "Thank you. I can't wait for our five-year anniversary date tonight!" I smiled at her. I feel like such a fake and a horrible best friend. Riley thinks her and Lucas are blissful paradise. I don't know how much longer I can keep me secret from Riley. She will obviously find out eventually, as will the rest of the world. "Riley, now that we found your dress, can we call it a day? I'm getting kind of tired of shopping." Riley shrugged, "Fine. I'll call you tomorrow after all the details of our date." Her breath filled my ear, "I think we'll do it tonight. I mean finally we can lose the big V." I can't handle this anymore. I have to leave. I walked away with a casual wave and set out to find Lucas.
About twenty minutes later, I opened the door to Lucas' apartment. "Houston, we have a problem!" I yelled. He came bounding down the stairs, and my breath caught in my throat. He was so handsome and charming. "Bonjour, mon cherie," he said. I scowled at him, "Cut it out with the French, cowboy. I don't know how much longer I can keep our secret. I hate hurting my best friend." He stepped closer to me, "Maya, Riley will never know about our little incident at Missy Bradford's party. We were both drunk and didn't mean what happened. I love Riley and you love being single. We don't have hurt anyone." The way he said it was so cocky and ignorant, but I loved him for it anyway. I couldn't tell him that our one little incident turning into something more serious than I ever intended it to be. I huffed, "Whatever. Just make sure your dinner with Riley is perfect." He smiled, "Don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll get a full report from Riley." I walked out and felt like nothing was resolved.
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