I do not own Girl Meets World. I haven't written before, but I guess Girl Meets Texas really inspired me, made me think a lot. Like I said it's my first time so be gentle. :) It's a Joshaya, Rucas pair up.

"How was your date?" Maya asks Riley truly curious.

Riley stared at her feet, her mind going crazy. She thinks for what feels like an hour about the horrible date. She couldn't even look at Charlie without thinking of Lucas, and how much she wished he was there. She wasn't sure why she had been struggling with her feelings ever since the dance, when her Uncle Eric and his friend told her about their love triangle with a girl. The friend dated her a couple times, but then never talked to her again, where as her uncle had a brother sister relationship with her and they were still as close as ever. She wanted that with Lucas.

Did that mean they had to be brother and sister? That's what she'd thought, that's what she decided. She decided it once and for all when she saw they look on Maya's face as Lucas mounted the bull. Maya was her sister, and she would do anything for her to be happy. Just like she always wanted Lucas to be happy, and she'd do anything for him. A brother? She questioned herself. She wanted to always be able to talk to him, to never lose him. She wanted to stare into his eyes, to look at his smile, to hug him and never let go, to listen to his voice…..Forever.

"I dunno"

She finally responds quickly changing the subject to what she has been dying to know about since she left Farkle to go out with Charlie.

"How was your date?" and pastes a smile to her face, while her head starts screaming

"please tell me it was horrible, that you don't have feelings for him, that you'd rather run around with rainbows and butterflies in Rileytown, then spend one more minute alone with Lucas. That he wasn't into you either and was wishing I was there."

"I dunno" Maya responds sadly with confusion written all over her face.

The two best friends sit in silence. Riley turns from her friend's gaze to out the window almost wishing for the always interruptive "LADIES" from their other best friend Farkle. She doesn't know what's going on. She thought she had things figured out when they left Texas, until that dreadful moment in her Dad's class when she heard the words that hurt her more than she thought ever possible. The words she thought she was strong enough to hear. The words she would never be able to forget.

"Riley, something happened between me and Lucas."

It had hit her like the water in the Hoover Dam. She did the only thing she could do to keep her tears from flowing out of the Dam. "Yes I'll go out with you." She said as she slowly turned to Charlie.

"Technically lying isn't bad if I'm doing it to help my friends be happy!" She thought to herself.

She couldn't get the conversation she'd had with Farkle the night before out of her head. He had called her bluff. He had caught her in her lies. The ones she had been telling herself since Texas. If only he wasn't a genius! If only she could keep pretending.

"Riles?"

Maya snapped Riley out of her emotional trance.

"Hmmmm?" Riley asked putting the façade back on.

"What's going on? Are you okay?"

"Of course I am Maya, I'm just really tired."

"Right….." Maya said not believing a word of what she heard.

"I am fine Maya, I'm just not sure about Charlie. He is sooooooo nice, and sooooooo good, and…"

"Riley you held sooooo a bit too long there," Maya accused.

As if he had been aware of her silent pleading Farkle appeared.

"Ladies!" He said smoothly as he jumped through the window.

"Farkle!" Riley yelled and leaped from her spot on the bay window to give him a hug. He knew, and had threatened to tell Maya and Lucas, but Riley wasn't ready yet.

"It finally worked!" He teased as he embraced his hurting friend.

"Smoothies?" Riley asked to her two friends with her eyebrows raised. She'd give anything to get out of the bay window, out of the awkwardness she now felt with her best friend. She led the way as the three headed out the front door of the Matthews apartment.