A/N: New story time! So, I might have said some things about not starting stories as long as one is finished, but I'm a compulsive liar. So. Here it is.

I have had some trouble with inspiration and writing for a while, so I decided that a nice short Lucaya story could put me back in writing mood! I know exactly how this story ends and it's all mapped out, so hopefully this will go well. I'm very excited for this story, because I have never written stories where Lucas and Maya bicker a lot. We'll see how it goes.

This story is lightly based off of the web series of the same name, so if you have seen the ending, please do not spoil it in the review section. :) I'm hoping you guys will like this story!

P.S: We will meet Riley and Farkle in a couple of chapters! Yay!

Enjoy!

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. I read through this stupid thing like, eight times. There are no loopholes."

Maya Hart sighed, running her fingers through her wild mane of blonde hair. She looked over at her newly ex-boyfriend, who seemed as defeated as her about this. Lucas shook his head, looking back down at the lease, hoping to find some sort of fine print that said Hey guys, if you ever break up, you can leave whenever you want to avoid the awkwardness from a situation NOBODY wants to be in! Sadly, no such fine print was to be seen.

"Maybe we can just shred it and throw away the evidence." Maya proposed.

"Yeah, good idea," Lucas replied sarcastically. "After we do, we can ride off into the sunset together and straight off a cliff."

The small blonde glared at him, snatching the lease from his hands and making her way into her bedroom. The man reluctantly followed her to the room that was once theirs, averting his eyes from a picture frame that neither of them had taken down of the two of them.

Maya practically threw herself on her bed, burying her face in her new pillowcases. She groaned loudly, wondering how the hell they had gotten in that situation.

Her ex watched her, hesitating before he spoke again. "Listen… Maybe we can make this work. This can't be too bad."

She didn't reply.

"We only have three months, and then our lease is up." He waited to see if she would move. She was strangely quiet. "We can start looking at apartments on each of our sides and in three months, we'll both be out of each other's lives. For good."

She finally sat up, averting her eyes from his. "I mean, we're both broke. We have nowhere else to stay. I guess it couldn't be so bad."

Lucas went to her, taking a seat on the bed. "It's the only option I can think of."

"I could give you plenty of other options." Maya replied, venom dripping from her words. The blond did his best to ignore her words and stood up, grabbing a duffel bag from the bedroom floor, making his way to the den of their apartment. He still didn't understand why he had to sleep in the den; it didn't even have a fourth wall or a door for that matter, but Maya didn't seem to care. Her only argument was that she was a woman, and women needed their privacy. It's not like he hadn't seen her naked before. He didn't get the big deal because in all the years he knew Maya Hart, he had never considered her a private person. She was the total opposite of private.

He put the duffel bag down and sat on his new bed, looking out the window. The streets were busy, and the sun was beaming down on the people outside. It almost felt like scenery that Maya would paint.

Lucas grabbed his phone, dialing a number he knew by heart. "I miss you." He said as soon as the phone stopped ringing. "Can I see you?" He asked, his voice softening. The man slowly stood up, tip-toeing over to his ex's room, leaning his back against her bedroom wall.

"It hasn't even been five minutes." She said. Maya's back was pressed against her doorframe, speaking through the phone, as if it was an easier way to communicate with Lucas.

"I know. It's just… It's just weird because it's an open wound."

"In a week, we'll be completely over each other."

"Yeah."

"Yeah."

An awkward silence filled the apartment before Maya spoke again. "Can we have sex?"

Lucas laughed dryly. "No, Maya." He could practically imagine her smirk.

"Don't worry, Ranger Rick," She started, her tone getting serious again. "It'll all be okay soon." Maya continued. She paused. "I'm going to go take a nap. Just thinking about moving all of your stuff across the apartment is making me exhausted."

Lucas couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

"Okay. Bye. I love-" Maya cut herself off. "Shit. Fuck." She said, hanging up her phone. He heard her walk to her bed and practically throw herself onto it, like she always did. He shut his phone and stayed against the wall, hoping she would come out and speak to him.

A couple of minutes later, he could hear the soft snoring coming from her room.