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Girl Meets: Secret to Happiness
~Dedicated to Lucaya shippers~
A New Kind of Bond
The bell rang loudly throughout the halls of John Adams High School, officially marking the beginning of the new school year. Students rushed to and fro, looking for their classes all the while saying quick and short 'hello's' to friends they haven't seen over the Summer Break. Soon after, the second bell rang signaling the beginning of the first period.
"All right, class." The homeroom teacher began, giving each and every student a smile. "I will be your homeroom teacher for the year. I hope that we would all-"
The young lady sitting at the back table took no further interest in what the adult had to say. Instead, she crossed her arms on the table and laid her head down to take a nap. Unfortunately, something poked her cheek softly. She frowned, eyes closed.
"Hey, Maya." A familiar voice called. "Maya~" The voice sang, insistently poking her.
Finally, having had enough, the blonde sat upright. "Farkle." She said threateningly, glaring at her friend. "What do you think you're doing?"
He grinned happily. "We've got homeroom together!" He exclaimed. "You know what that means?" He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively, leaning in close.
"Ugh." The blonde rolled her eyes, standing up from her seat and gathering her things.
Watching his friend walk away, Farkle's eyes grew wide as he tried to call her back. "But Maya-" He began, but was immediately cut off by the teacher.
"Young man!" The teacher warned. "We are inside a classroom." He began. "And you are a high school student now; no longer an 8th grader." He said, looking back down to the papers in his hand.
The young man mumbled an apology and took out a book to read, as Maya dropped herself on a chair beside his 'Freak-Faced' buddy.
The Texan smiled at their blonde friend's way. "Hey there, Clutterbucket." He poked teasingly. "What got you sitting beside a 'Hee-Haw' like me?" His Texan tone even more teasing.
The blonde grunted and glared. "You really want to start off Freshman year like this, Sundance?" She warned. "'Cause if I were you-"
"Lucas Friar?" The teacher called out.
"Here!" The young man raised his arm, sending one of his charming smiles to the girl right next to him. "What's your classes?" He asked, putting his arm down and resting both on the table top crossed.
The young lady simply ignored her friend and laid her head on her crossed arms on the table.
"Maya Hart?" The teacher called out. "Ms. Hart?" He called once more after hearing no response from any of the students. "Maya Hart?" He called once more, eyeing the whole class.
Lucas rolled his eyes momentarily and with a click of his tongue, he held one of the blonde's hand up in the air. Their teacher simply nodded in acknowledgement, marking her present.
"Alright," The boy began with a sigh. "What's wrong with you, Maya?"
The young lady simply groaned and fidgeted slightly in her position.
However, Lucas continued to probe. "Come on, Maya." He called, poking her arm lightly. "Why are you so..." He trailed, trying to think of the right words. "Grumpy." He finally said, watching her as she sat upright.
She sighed. "It's Riley." She began, pausing to see if the boy was truly interested in hearing her out. "She's keeping something from me." She frowned.
"Oh." Was all the boy could say. "I'm sure it's nothing bad or anything-"
"No," She cut him off, a tad frustrated. "That's not the point." She began. "She's never not told me anything before." Her brows furrowed in distaste of the matter. "We never keep secrets from each other, no matter what it is." She mumbled, fixing her gaze to her fidgeting hands.
The young man simply sighed, smiled slightly, and gave her a reassuring shoulder squeeze. "It happens, Maya..." He began. "Just be patient; She'll tell you sooner or later." He smiled. "Besides," He paused. "How are you so sure she's keeping something from you?"
"Ugh." She grunted, dropping her hands on her lap. "She's been holding out on me all summer long." She said, looking right into his sea foam green eyes, distressed.
However, their eyes lock with each others the moment she looks up and they're both momentarily left speechless, until the door opens and their sunshine-of-a-friend entered with heavy breaths.
"Sorry," She began in between deep breaths. "I overslept and my alarm clock didn't even work, and then my little brother Auggie was hogging-"
"Ms. Mathews." The teacher cut off her rant with a gentle smile. "It's your first day." He said. "It's fine, but I do encourage you and everyone else to arrive on time."
She smiled, finally catching her breath. "You know my name." She said. "How do you know my name?"
The teacher returned the smile. "Only person who didn't respond when I called out." He said.
The brunette simply nodded in understanding and quickly took a seat beside the boy genius, named Farkle Minkus.
"So," The brunette whispered toward the boy beside her. "Is Maya mad at me?" She asked worriedly, hoping her best friend was not.
The boy simply shrugged. "I don't really know." He said. "Before we could really start a conversation, she stood up and sat beside Lucas." He paused. "I didn't get to open the topic up for discussion." He looked at her apologetically. "Sorry."
Riley sighed. "It's fine." She said. "I guess I should just tell her anyways." She smiled, looking at her best friend converse with the Texan boy.
"Hey, Maya." Riley began softly. "Do you still want to know what's up?" She gave the blonde a small smile.
Maya sighed. "Of course." She said, leading them both to the round cafeteria table, not far from them. "But if you're not ready to tell me, Riles," She paused with a slightly distressed look. "Then, you don't have to tell me." She said.
"No," The brunette smiled. "I want to tell you. You're my best friend."
The blonde returned the smile. "Go ahead." She said softly.
"Well," Riley bit back a grin. "There's this boy." She exclaimed excitedly. "I met him over the summer."
"Uh huh." Maya smiled, intrigued and excited. "And how did you communicate with said boy?" She probed. "Were you awkward?" She grinned.
"Yes." The brunette nodded happily.
A grin. "Does he like you?"
A nod. "I think so."
An even bigger grin. "Do you like him?"
A girly screech. "Yes."
"So~?"
"He asked me out!" The brunette grinned widely, biting down on her knuckle to keep herself from making anymore high pitched sounds. "And I said yes!" She exclaimed.
Maya gaped over dramatically. "So you two went out-"
"What're you guys talking about?" A familiar Texan voice cut through their conversation.
Maya looked up to the owner of the voice and grinned. "Riley's got a boyfriend." She sang with a smile, pointing a finger at her best friend.
The young man set his tray of food down and sat beside the blonde. "Oh." He smiled. "Anyone we know?" He asked, poking at his food.
The blonde gave the boy a dubious look. "Not jealous, Ranger Rick?" She asked carefully, taking the apple on his tray and taking a bite out of it.
"Nope." He simply said, giving her a small smirk. "Riley and I cleared the air already." He smiled, irking the blonde.
"What?" The blonde looked at her friends. "Since when?" She asked exasperatedly.
The Texan hummed teasingly as the brunette tapped away on her phone, irking the blonde even more.
"Guys." Her tone was warning them. "Since when?" She repeated. "How come I had no idea of this?" She asked, looking back and forth between the two.
The young man gave her his charming smile. "'Cause you just didn't, ma'am." He tipped his imaginary hat, causing the brunette to giggle and the blonde to glare even harder his way.
FLASHBACK
"I-I-" The brunette looked away, hoping to calm herself down and hoping to find a more reasonable explanation to pop out of nowhere.
The jock took her by the arm gently and led her to the corner of the hallway. He gave her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Riley..." He began. "I just can't keep you hanging when I don't feel that way..."
The girl's lips quivered. "N-No..." She began, locking eyes with his green sea foamed eyes. "I understand, Lucas." She said with a sigh. "Though we both know you didn't have to explain anything to me..." She trailed, searching his eyes. "So, why did you?"
"Because you're my friend." He said, biting the inside of his cheek. "We have a special bond and I don't want to destroy that." He sighed.
She gave him a small smile. "Thank you." She said, before walking away and into the stadium.
Maya glared at the two people involved in the subject and at Farkle who had just arrived. "Fine." She spat, standing from her seat and continuously glaring at the two. "Don't tell me." She hissed. "But I'm going to find out." She said ruefully, taking another bite out of Lucas' apple and slinging her backpack over her shoulder. "If you need me," She said, glare gone. "I'll be in the art room."
The Texan smiled and watched the blonde walk away. "She just doesn't know." He sang, smiling at the blonde's retreating form.
"Nope." The brunette smiled along with him. "She really doesn't."
The boy genius gave them both a confused look. "What doesn't she know?" He asked. "Is it something I don't know either?"
Riley and Lucas shared a smile before turning to their friend.
"You'll find out when she finds out, Farkle." Riley smiled, nibbling her sandwich.
Farkle gave his best friend a confused look, to which Lucas simply shrugged off.
"So, Huckleberry," The blonde began with a ragged breath, jogging up to her friend. "Signed up for any sports yet?"
The young man rose a brow at her sudden interest in him. "Yeah.." He began. "Curious?" He asked. "Or stalking?" He smiled teasingly.
The blonde scoffed. "Pfft." She rolled her eyes. "I was just trying to start a conversation."
"Hmn?" He looked at her once over, cautious. "You want to talk to me?" He asked. "To Ranger Rick?" He clarified, walking up to his locker.
She gave him an absurd look, storing her Geometry book into his locker. "To you." She said in a matter-of-factly tone. "Do I really seem like that kind of person to you?" She faked a hurt look. "Someone who only knows to call you name and make fun of your Texan heritage?" She grinned.
He smirked, fixing his books along with Maya's to fit in his locker. "Well, what do you want?" He asked. "Farkle's gone to pick Smackle up for an afterschool date." He paused. "So, I'm all yours if you'd like, ma'am." He grinned, tipping his imaginary hat.
The young lady hummed, tucking her hands behind her back, thinking of something to talk about. "Want to go to the bakery with me?" She asked.
"Huh?" Lucas turned to her, a bit confused. "Are you asking me out?" He couldn't help the slight excitement he felt from the thought alone.
"What?" She looked at him dubiously. "I was just asking you if you wanted to hang out." She said. "Riley said she's going to hang out with her new 'beau'." She said in a mocking tone.
The young man looked slightly hurt and slightly disappointed, but shook it off nonetheless. "Right." He cleared his throat. "If that's what you want, ma'am." He forced a smile. "Shall we?" He asked, holding out his hand toward the school exit.
She gave him a warm and thankful smile. "We shall." She grinned, playing her role.
The little bakery bustled with students and adult customers alike. The sun was less harsh and less bright, now, but the scenery it presented was beautiful. The two freshmen students sat at table for two with high chairs; have been for several hours now.
"So," Lucas began, fidgeting with his hands. "How was your summer?" He asked, trying to strike up a new topic to converse.
Maya bit her lip. "It was fine." She said. "With Riley being a bit preoccupied, it was kind of lonely." She admitted, taking a sip from her juice. "How about yours?" She asked. "Didn't you go back to Texas?"
He smiled. She remembered. He thought. "I did. It was extremely hot." He said. "It was fun, but I got homesick almost immediately." He confessed.
"Aww..." She smiled teasingly. "You missed us?" She sang. "Aww, we missed you, too, Huckleberry." She puckered her lips in an attempt to tease him even more.
"What did you do?" He asked, tearing his eyes away from her puckered lips. "If you weren't always with Riley, I imagine you stirred a lot of trouble." He smiled.
She released a deep breath, staring at the beverage in her hands. "I didn't really do much..." She said softly. "Summer was boring to put it lightly." She said. "I think the most fun I had was when I was bugging Riley to tell me what she was keeping from me." She chuckled.
He rose a brow. "You know," He began. "You could've just hung out with Farkle or someone."
"Yeah, but," She paused. "Smackle was a bit-" She smiled. "Possessive."
He smiled back. "Then maybe next time, you can just call me." He said. "If ever you're bored or lonely," He smiled. "You can call me and I'll keep you company."
The blonde rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless. "Careful there, Huckleberry." She smirked. "I might just hold you to that offer."
He stared into her eyes. "I'll just make sure to keep my end of the bargain."
The moment she realizes his eyes bore into hers, she held it a few seconds longer, before checking her phone.
"Well," She looked up from her phone, biting her lip. "It's getting late-"
"I'll walk you home." He said almost immediately, making him bite back his tongue.
Maya sent him a slightly confused gaze.
"It's getting late," He repeated. "And dark." He forced a nervous grin. "So, walking you home is just the gentlemanly thing to do." He smiled, getting up from his seat and helping her up from hers. "Let's go?"
The blonde simply nodded, gathering her things, and walking with him.
By the time they arrived in front of Maya's apartment, the sun had already gone down, and the two were brought back into reality from the animated conversation they held.
"Thank you, Lucas." She began, shyly and avoiding his eyes. "For keeping me company."
He grinned. "Best first date, right?" He said with a teasing glint in his eyes.
She rolled her eyes with a chuckle. "Right~" She sang, turning around and unlocking the door. "Thanks." She smiled.
He simply chuckled, feeling his heart rate speed up at her simple answer to his playful banter turning to leave. "Goodnight, Maya." He said softly, but loud enough for his blonde friend to hear.
She turned back to him. "Goodnight." She smiled, turning to enter her apartment.
As soon as the blonde closed the door, she leaned back and put a hand to her loud, beating heart, while the young man stared at the door momentarily with a soft smile. Before either could move on, they both knew they had just formed a new kind of bond.
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