Riley POV

"Belgium, 1831. And yes, Farkle, we are actually learning about it today."

"YES!" the nerdy kid had definitely grown over the summer. He was a lot taller than me now, his voice was deeper, and since his style had changed, I was starting to like him more and more. I was daydreaming about Farkle, and I didn't even have to ask to know that he liked me.

"Riley? Riley!" I snapped out of my daydream.

"Yeah?" It was my dad.

"What were we talking about Riley?"

"Umm, Belgium in 1831?" I guessed.

"Yes, but what about it?" I flushed. I had no idea.

"I wasn't paying attention. Sorry, dad." He smiled grimly.

"Yeah, okay sweetie." He continued the lesson, but after a few minutes, he was interrupted by the bell. "Don't forget about the test on Friday!" He managed to shout out before students flooded out of the door.

A few minutes later, I walk out to my next class. My mind flashes back to last year, when Maya realized my exact sameness with Lucas. You guys are just like siblings.

Maya walked up to me. "Hey, Riles, what's up? You look like you have a lot on your mind." I nodded slowly. "I do," I told her, "I was just thinking about how in eighth grade you pointed out that me and Lucas were-are too much alike to be a couple."

"Hi guys," Speak of the Devil. Just then, up walks Lucas Friar. "I heard my name. What's up?" I try to keep a straight face. "We were talking about the time that Maya said we were too much like siblings." He rolled his eyes. "City girl, you know that's true, but who cares? I didn't let it define me. I like you, regardless of what Maya thinks." my mouth drops open. "Lucas, I liked you forever. And I still do." "Come here," he tells me. I walk over to him. He wraps an arm around my waist. "Riles, I will like you no matter what." Boy, was he wrong.

The next day, when I got to school, kids were crowded around the bulletin board. I wandered over, trying to see through the mass of heads and bodies. When crowd finally cleared, I managed a quick glance at the board. A Halloween dance! I grinned from ear to ear, and headed to Art.
Ms. Kossal walked around the class, talking while she went. She smiled as she looked at my picture. "Still thinking about that Friar boy, Ms. Matthews?" I grinned and nodded. She walked to the next kid. Maya sat next to me, drawing a picture of our group of four friends. Lucas had his arm around me, and Farkle was just walking up, his pile of books twice as tall as the rest of ours. In the picture, Maya hung back from the group, lost in her own thoughts. I smiled and turned back to my picture.

It was history class. I sat next to Lucas, and he smiled at me as we pulled out our thick text books. "Turn to page 1," my father shouted over the clamor of the class.
"Hey Riley," Lucas whispered to me. "You want to go to the dance with me on Friday?" I squeaked a yes, my father looking at me queerly. "Is there something you would like to share with the class?" I shook my head, quieting and starting to read what my dad had told us to.

Lucas POV

I just asked Riley to the dance on Friday, and she said yes! I smile to myself as I finish off the class assignment for the day and pull out my book. I was reading Wonder by RJ Palacio. I set it down just as Mr. Matthews restarted the class. Riley turns to me. "So what's the plan for Friday?" she asks. A mischievous grin crosses my face. "We'll have to sneak out or your dad'll kill me." She opened her mouth in shock, about to tell me off, but then I laughed. "Just kidding, Riles. I'll ask for your dad's permission." she sighed, content.

The bell rang, and we left. I was about to head home when Farkle walked up to me. "Hey buddy," I said. "What's up?" He looked troubled. "Lucas, should I ask Maya out? I really like her." "Even more than Riley?" I asked him. "Well, no, but you took Riley already so I'm taking Maya as a second choice." Then I saw her. Maya. She had only heard the last part. She looked hurt, then she ran in the direction of the Girl's Bathroom.
I ran after her, knocking on the door. "Maya, it's not what it looks like." I heard a scoff from the other side of the door. "I don't care, Sundance. Farkle already hurt me. I'm not gonna listen." I sighed. "You don't have to listen, but just hear me out. Farkle didn't mean you as a second choice only, it's just that I got Riles already." "I don't care," she told me. "I heard what I heard. Go away." "Okay."

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