A fic for all the other people who feel like there should be more Lucas centric episodes. I mean, theres loads of episodes about Riley and Maya of course, and Farkle gets a few moments in the spotlight (he should still get more) but I feel like no one ever seems to ask what Lucas thinks or feels. They tried to make some episodes for him, but they all end up centered more around Riley or Maya. These will be episodes from the eyes of Lucas Friar, usually in pairs depending on how long they are. So, here's this, starting with Girl Meets World and Girl Meets Boy. Enjoy!
You aren't sure if you like New York yet. Theres too many people and too few animals and just toomuchtoomuchtoomuch of everything wrong and toofewtoofewtoofew of everything you've come to love. You know its your fault your here, but as you sit on the subway on your way to school, being constantly jostled by everyone's shoulders and sworn at when you knock someone else and being deafened by the constant noise you can't help but blame your father who got himself transferred to New York of all the places in America.
But suddenly you look up and you see a gorgeous blonde girl grinning at you and you can't help but smile back. And your smile falters a bit when she starts walking over to you, because Texas was filled with shy sweet little girls who bat their eyelashes and won't look you straight in the eye and you don't think you're ready for any domineering city girls just yet. So when she introduces herself and tells you you're cute, you smile again because if city girls all just tell you exactly how they feel about you then that might not be the worst thing to deal with. But then she keeps talkingtalkingtalking and suddenly you've had your first girlfriend in New York and your first relationship that's ended in flames all within the span of a few seconds. So you just follow her back to her previous spot with your eyes and you can't help but stare because you're confused and you don't think you've ever seen someone so beautiful. And when theres suddenly a pretty brunette flying into your lap you really wonder if pretty girls fall out of the sky in New York (Which is stupid you know, because you're in the subway).
And she giggles and its adorable and you smile because she reminds you of Texas with her shy smile and her eyes looking anywhere but at yours. And you momentarily think of the blonde girl and realize you've already forgotten her name (because you're thirteen and she's pretty and its really very hard to think when you're a thirteen year old with a pretty girl sitting on your lap). But you think that's okay because you don't think you're ready for scary city girls yet and this sweet city girl that reminds you of Texas is really very nice.
So when you walk into your classroom after getting your papers together and you see both girls sitting in the front of your class you smile wide. Because maybe New York isn't so bad after all.
You come in to school the next day with your homework completed, which you're proud of since you hadn't bothered back in Texas and you wonder if the two girls in front of you will be running the class again because it's interesting and not even he had the courage to do that back at his old school. And you're a little bit confused and in awe when the blonde starts a homework rebellion and tries to burn the homework. And at first all you feel is respect for that fiery girl until you realize that this is the kind of thing you used to do and panic grips your heart. You ask the brunette to stop her friend as you hold your jacket over yours and her head because you don't want her to go too far like you did. She seems reluctant for some reason and you consider stepping in yourself, but you remember that you just met these girls and it might not be the best idea to bring that kind of attention to yourself that quickly.
The next day it seems like the situation is resolved when you ride the subway with the girls and the boy who you've found is a bit of a genius. And you're happy because the brunette has promised to never let the blonde go too far and you're glad she has someone like that because you sure as heck didn't.
The brunette likes to text you a lot even when you know she's standing a few feet away from you. It's sweet and a little awkward and you're not sure you've ever met anyone as cute as she is. So when your teacher pairs you for a project and takes your phones, you wonder how she'll be able to cope (you wonder how you'll be able to cope).
It doesn't start well. When you get to the library with your three new friends, they act like they've never been in a library. You know your way around, you lived in an area of Austin directly under a cell tower so your internet was choppy at best. Books were a reliable source of information. So when you immediately find the perfect book to start your project with and the feisty blonde snatches it out of your hands, you're a little annoyed because you know she was probably waiting for you to find something just so she could take it. In all honesty she probably would have found a book easily by herself, but she probably wanted to take yours. She's mean that way, but you don't think you hate it. It's funny to be honest.
When the genius and the blonde go off on their own to work on their project, you are left alone with the brunette. It's almost painful because you can't think of anything to say and she's not helping either. You look over and meet her eyes and you can tell that she's terrified.
The librarian calls her over to tell her something and you sit at the table by yourself wondering how this is supposed to work. You've never had this much difficulty talking to girls, but you can't help but be nervous around her. You feel like it's just what you're supposed to do.
So when she asks you about Texas, you're overjoyed. There's lots of good things you can tell her about there, you lived there for most of your life.
She seems genuinely interested in what you're telling her and that makes your stories feel even more special than they already were to you. You tell her how you helped a horse give birth and the look of awe on her face reminds you of the day it happened. So you keep going and tell her that you want to be a veterinarian when you grow up (you never told anyone else because what would it look like if 'Big Bad Friar' wanted to be an animal doctor in the future?). And you can't stop telling her things because she looks so interested and its making you feel extremely confident in yourself (because no one has ever really listened to you like this before and that's pretty big for a thirteen year old). When you went home that night, you felt happier than you had in a long time.
You give your presentation with the brunette and you get a big red A because even if your teacher doesn't want to admit it, you two did a good job. You think you kind of like the brunette and you bet your teacher never meant to teach you how to feel things like this.
My head cannon is that Lucas was just like Maya without Riley back in Texas and he went too far one day, landing him in New York. Just to clarify. Drop a review if you'd like and there should be more later.