Author's note: Criticism is welcomed, however please don't be rude. Thank you!

Disclaimer:Character's of Girl Meets World are not mine, but Rosemary Matthews is.

Chapter 1: Girl meets World part 1

"What are you guys doing?" I poked my head into my little sister's room where she and her best friend,Maya, were talking on her bay window.

"Nothing!" Riley squeaked, Maya rolled her eyes.

"We're sneaking out to go on the subway, wanna come?"

"No, thanks. Good luck, though." I walked out the door and back into my room. Sitting on my bed, I pulled out my beloved diary. I flipped it onto the marked page then began writing.

Lost in my thoughts I didn't notice Auggie -my little- brother sneak into my room and plop down on my back. I let out a yelp and flipped over onto my side.

"Daddy said he's ready to go." He jumped off my bed. " Riley tried to sneak out, but he caught her."

Laughing I grabbed my bag and left, making sure to close my bedroom door. Auggie and I walked down the hallway, stopping when we saw dad kissing mom. Auggie looked up at me and made a face, I wrinkled my nose at him and stuck out my tongue.

" Alright, Rosie ready to go?" I nodded bending down to give Auggie a hug, then walking over to my mom whom automatically gripped me tightly.

" These are the years you find out who you are, so make them count." She whispered in my ear, pulling back I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Time to figure out who I am.

As the bell rang Riley and Maya walked in.

" You have to do the homework Maya! This teacher is insane, a total nutjob! I think there's something seriously wrong with him." Riley said, moving to her seat. I rolled my eyes and went back to reading my book, still listening to the conversation.

"Hi, honey!" Dad said with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Hi Daddy!" Cue another eyeroll.

"You're late to your father's class." I looked up, eyes wide. Was Riley actually going to get reprimanded?

"Oh don't worry you wrote her a note." And she's not going to get in trouble.

"I did?"

"You did." Riley handed the note to dad,smiling.

" 'Riley's late. Deal with it.'" Dad read aloud. I rolled my eyes again. I loved Riley and Maya, but dad should not play favoritism. "You got my signature down pretty good this time."

"Oh it was easy, you wrote like a girl." Maya said with her signature smirk.

"Okay let me get back to jamming some learning into your heads." I opened my history book. " The Civil War."

"The Civil War." Maya mocked.

"Thank you, future mini-mart employee of the month." I giggled quietly.

"Would I be making more money than you?" Fair point.

"The Civil War," Dad began again. "Anybody?"

"A war where we fought against ourselves." Riley said.

"You actually studied it?" Da asked hopefully.

"No I'm actually living it." Dad looked shocked.

"People! People are we here to learn or not?" Farkle, the evil genius, asked.

"What are you talking about Farkle?" Dad asked.

"I've been in love with Riley since the first grade," Farkle began. " But I'm also equally in love with Maya. Some might say the great mystery of the universe, is who's gunna be the first Mrs. Farkle."

I snorted.

"You don't want this." Maya spoke darkly.

"Bring it on." Maya's eyes widened dramatically, and I had to stuff my sleeve in my mouth.

"I always thought he'd wind up with back of the class Bertha." We all turned to look at the girl in question, who waved enthusiastically.

"Ew, yuck." Farkle gagged, shaking his head.

"Actually the great mystery of the universe is how you could love two women the same, who couldn't possibly be more different." Dad said.

"It's because they're a package deal." I said wisely.

"We're not so different." Riley said.

"Riles, you're polar opposites. There's nothing wrong with that" I said. Riley looked hurt by my words.

"May I overstep my bounds, sir?" Farkle asked, standing up.

" You always do.' Dad said, going to sit in Farkle's chair so Farkle could go to his desk.

Farkle walked to the front of the room, and flipped the nameplate over so that it read 'Farkle'.

"Riley is the sun, warm and bright, and lights up my whole life." Farkle spoke intensely, leaning into Riley's face.

"Maya is the night. Dark and mysterious," Farkle leaned into Maya's face, then stood up straight. " The night has always been a mystery to me, because I go to bed at 7:30. How could I love these two different women? How could I not! Thank you, I am Farkle!"

He bowed and I clapped.

"So," Dad changed subjects. "We were indeed trying to find out who we were as a people."

I looked down, remembering what mom told me this morning.

"Who am I? What should I be?" Dad asked. "History shows that bad things happen if you don't know who you are."

The door in the back opened.

"Who are you? I don't know who you are." I turned and almost gaped seeing the boy. He was beautiful.

"Subway boy." I could vaguely hear Riley say to Maya.

"I'm Lucas Friar." The boy-Lucas- said handing papers to dad. "From Austin, Texas."

I almost fainted hearing his voice, he sounded like a freaking angel. My heart started beating wildly.

"New student, ?" Dad asked.

"Yes,sir." He gave dad a crooked grin.

"Alright just in time for the next assignment, have a seat." Lucas sat in the seat, behind Riley and to the left of me. Riley turned around in her seat grinning at him. I gave her a look, mentally telling her to turn back around. Lucas gave her a friendly grin.

Dad walked up behind Riley and put his hand on her head, turning her around.

" So I would like for you to open your books to page 48." We all flipped our books open to said page. " Now I would like you to turn to page 1." We did so. " Now I would like you to read from page 1 to 48."

Everyone groaned.

"Oh to bad on you." Dad waved his hand mockingly. 'Okay so for tonight's assignment I'd like you to write me a 3 page essay on anything, anything at all, that you guys believe in so strongly that you'd fight for it." I nodded ideas running through my head.

"That." Maya said. "I'm going to fight for no homework. I come here everyday. Why can't you teach me everything I need to know while I'm here?"

Riley whooped. I gave her a strange look, what was she doing?

"He get's our days, lets take back our nights! No homework, more freedom. Who's with me? No homework, more freedom." Maya and the rest of the class began to chant, par myself, Lucas, Farkle, and Riley. Maya then whispered something to Riley causing her to stand up.

"Whatcha doin?" Dad asked Riley.

"I'm making a choice about who I want to be. About who's world I want it to be." Riley said,

"Riley, I know you. You know exactly who you are." Dad said.

"Who am I, dad?" She asked.

"Just like me." Dad shrugged

"Yeah? Would you do this?" Riley then began to chant along. "Farkle, are you with us or not?"

Farkle looked at me. I shook my head. Farkle stood up, seemingly contemplating, while the rest of the class was leaving.

"My education or my women? My education or my women?" Farkle was working himself up. "Oh its happening again sir."

Farkle fainted, landing in Dad's arms.

Dad dragged him over to his seat.

"Rosie we're leaving." Dad said, grabbing his briefcase.

"Does this happen a lot?" Lucas asked.

"Only if you're lucky." He smiled at me and stuck out his hand. "Lucas Friar."

"Rosie Matthews, the teacher's daughter and the smiley brunette's sister." I shook his hand.

"Wow." He pointed at my dad, who was still silently fuming. "I think he wants to leave."

"Yeah we should go. See ya, tomorrow." I waved and walked out with my dad.

Riley had taken the subway home with Maya, but we had managed to get home at the same time.

"Mom!" Riley yelled, walking in the house.

"Mom!" Dad did the same, and I walked in behind him.

Mom threw her hands up in exasperation.

"Whatever this is do not put me in the middle of the two people I love equally." Mom said stepping forward to hug them. "Just kidding come here Riley." She hugged Riley.

"My teacher followed me home. Can we not keep him?" Riley spoke dramatically.

"She walked out of my 's trying to be Maya." Dad said.

'Why would you want to be Maya?" Mom asked Riley.

"She's cool, she's wild. She does what she wants."

"But you're such a good person." Mom said, reaching to place a hand on Riley's cheek.

"Who wants to be like that? Do you really think I'm one of those girls who follows all the rules and never gets into trouble? Like Rosie?"

" Hey!" I said.

" Well I was hoping." Riley shook her head.

" You think I'm well raised.'Riley said.

"You are!" I raised my voice, throwing my hands up.

"Half." Mom said glancing at Dad.

"How is it that you don't know me at all?" Riley asked.

"Maybe it's not a matter of them not knowing, maybe you don't know." I told Riley gently, placing a hand on her shoulder.

She looked at me confused, then walked to her room. I then walked to mine.

I laid on my bed, picking up my diary and pen from where it had fallen. Today had really been a long day.