Riley

I was walking down the street after ditching the stupid party Zay dragged me to. It was the usual. Full of kids getting high and drunk and having sex and other shit. After Lucas decided between me and Maya in freshman year all of my friends left me except Zay and Smackle. I don't know why Smackle stayed when her boyfriend left me to hang with Lucas and Maya, but I really appreciate her friendship. At first after Lucas chose Maya we tried to stay friends, but after more than one failed pity date set up by Maya I started to get annoyed. Eventually I snapped when they were sitting in my room showing WAY too much PDA. I yelled at them to get out of my room and Farkle left with them. Smackle left too but she came back after a little while. So back to the party. I probably would've stayed until Zay wanted to leave but when i saw his eyes and her hair walking towards me through the throngs of people i turned on the heel of my combat boot and ran. After Maya left me over Lucas I came out of my shell more. Starting wearing clothes that I actually wanted to wear, and not letting other people push me around. Turns out Maya really was holding me back. I never got another bad grade and turns out I actually am good at art. I am soloing in the school's musical this year because I can sing too. I'm not as goofy and quirky as I used to be but I am still a little weird. Zay and Smackle appreciate that. My life was pretty good. At least that's what I thought.

AOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAOAO

I walked into the bookshop with my arm around Smackle's shoulders. I was trying to explain to her my love of dystopian fiction but she just didn't get it.

"Non-fiction books are better Riley, they're just WAY more realistic!"

"But Smackle fiction just takes you into a dif-" I was cut off by a deep voice quietly saying,

"Hey Riley."

"Lucas, Hello." Smackle glanced at me and I nodded. She walked away in search of a new book.

"Long time no see eh?" Lucas asked timidly. This was becoming too much for me. I could feel a panic attack coming on.

"Something like that." I replied before running away, the held in tears streaming down my face. I couldn't comprehend why he wanted to talk to me now after three years and I guess it was better this way. Why should I forgive him for leaving me? Why should I forgive her for stealing the boy I once loved? Why was my heart still thumping in my chest the same way it did when I was in love with Lucas Friar?