Disclaimer: I do not own Girl Meets World, but it is one awesome show.
This is a story I'm starting that's called "Girl Meets High School", following Riley, Lucas, Maya and Farkle through High School. I'm not sure how long the story will be since I'm also working on another big story, but I figured why not take a crack at it and write about I show I love. Anyway, here's the first chapter and review if you want me to continue. Enjoy! :)
Riley Matthews lay sound asleep in her bed, holding the blankets close to her as she was dreaming something magical, something wonderful, something exquisite—she dreamt she was on the same boat as none other than the movie star Leonardo DiCaprio.
They were heading to one of the exotic islands that existed, and Riley had only hoped and dreamed Leonardo would ask her to join him. She saw him turn around in his boat, Riley using the fan she had in her hand to fan herself. He walked closer to her, staring down at her and grabbing her hand with a smile.
"Stay cool, Riley. Stay cool." Riley told herself, but one look into Leonardo's eyes and she suddenly started squealing like a fan girl. "Oh, there's no way I can stay cool."
"Riley, I want to ask you one of the most very important questions that a man could ever ask of a 14-year-old girl." Leonardo looked almost moonstruck towards Riley while the young girl covered her hand with her mouth. "Riley, I know we only known each other for a few hours, but when someone has a connection, you just know. Riley…will you…" The next sound that came out of Leonardo's mouth…sounded like a bullhorn, causing Riley to widen her eyes. "Sorry, let me try that again; Riley…will you…" Once again, the sound was a bullhorn and Riley was being slowly pulled away from her dream.
Riley abruptly woke up but was entirely surprised to see that her father, Cory Matthews was the one holding the bullhorn and he was about to honk it again until Riley grabbed it from his hands and threw the bullhorn onto the fire escape. Cory widened his eyes at his daughter's actions, but Riley simply crossed her arms and furrowed her eyebrows.
"I interrupted a dream about Leonardo DiCaprio again, didn't I?" Cory questioned, Riley nodding her head with a furrowed eyebrow. "Oh boy, I totally meant to do that."
"Well, thanks to you I'm never going to know whether he wanted me to go on an exotic island with him. There were going to be coconuts and hula dancers!" Riley got up from the bed crossed her arms, Cory deciding to drop his daughter's dream for now. "Besides, why did you wake me up so early?"
"It's 7:00 a.m., your first day of High School begins in an hour, you don't want to be late for your first day of High School. Did that explain everything?" Cory questioned while Riley suddenly looked nervous.
"I was hoping you would forget I had to go to school and just let me stay home for the rest of my life." Riley pointed a finger at him, nervously looking at the fire escape.
"Riley, come on, are you really nervous about High School? It's just like middle school…only ten times worse." Cory shrugged his shoulders, but Riley scowled at him.
"Yeah, that makes me feel so much better." Riley rolled her eyes. "Dad, what if High School is too hard or the teachers are too mean?"
"I'm one of your teachers." Cory reminded her, Riley shrugging her shoulders slightly. "Besides, I think you're going to be fine. You were smart to make it through middle school so you're going to be fine during High School. There's nothing to worry about."
"Was High School hard for you and mom?" Riley wondered.
"Oh yeah, it was hard…college was ten times harder…then there was also having kids and…we'll leave that discussion for another day." Cory pointed a finger at her while Riley shrugged her shoulders. "Riley, I know it seems scary now, but do you want to know what's the best thing you can do?"
"Cower and hide so that no one will find me?" Riley questioned, Cory shaking his head.
"Embrace it. This is the beginning of adulthood…well, slight adulthood. You still have to be home by nine every night." Cory said. "But the point is, these are the last four years before you have to go into the real world. Don't hate it…embrace it." Riley nodded her head and hugged her father tightly, Cory patting her back with a smile. "Now, go get ready for school. Your mother and I made your favorite breakfast." Riley squeezed her father and started to make her way to the bathroom, but her father put a hand up and pointed to Riley with interest. "By the way, what were you doing on a boat with Leonardo DiCaprio? You're 14?"
"He's a movie star and he was in Titanic, I think that's a good enough excuse, don't you think?" Riley shrugged her shoulders and walked to the bathroom, Cory thinking about his daughter's answer. He shrugged his shoulders and went to go get the bullhorn Riley threw onto the fire escape, getting ready for his next challenge; waking up his son Auggie for school.
Riley stepped onto the campus of John Quincy High School, her holding her backpack close to her with slight worry. She didn't know what she was going to expect when she went in there…High School was a whole different ball game. However, she did hear a familiar voice…and he was hitting on some of the cheerleaders.
"Ladies! How goes it…" Riley turned her head to see Farkle Minkus talking to the cheerleaders, but instead, the girls laughed at him and started making their way past him, into the school building. Farkle had to admit he was slightly disappointed that none of the girls wanted to talk to him, but Riley walked up to him and tapped his shoulder.
"You struck out, didn't you Farkle?" Riley questioned, Farkle shrugging it off.
"It's okay, she was only the 10th girl I attempted to hit on this morning." Farkle waved his eyebrows as Riley widened her eyes. "Would you like to be number 11?"
"All these years and you'd think you'd learn." Riley patted the top of Farkle's head, the two of them entering the campus. "So Farkle did you get your schedule?"
"Not yet, but with a brain like mine…I'm bound to get into every AP class in this place and graduate by the end of the year." Farkle did a dramatic pose while Riley raised an eyebrow.
"You need 44 credits to graduate from High School." Riley explained to him. "So unless you take four classes and each class is worth 10 credits, you're not leaving here for another four years."
"What? I can't be stuck in this building for four years!" Farkle grabbed Riley's shirt and pulled her closer to him. "Do you know what they do to Farkle's like me?!"
"I don't know, what do they do to Farkle's like you?" Riley asked before Farkle pointed towards the locker.
"They lock you in there and I don't think I would go well in there. Lots can go wrong in there. The only way things can't go wrong in there is if I'm over here...with you." Farkle quickly explained, Riley nodding her head as if things made sense. Farkle and Riley walked over towards the main office to get their schedule where they spotted their friend Maya Hart sitting in the chair, crossing her arms with a smirk. Riley and Farkle knew that smile already…Maya had already done something.
"Maya, why are you sitting on the principal's bench? Wait…what did you do?" Riley wondered, looking up at the office and back towards her firend. "Maya, it's not even first period yet."
"I know," Maya shrugged her shoulders. "I egged the principal's car as soon as I got here."
"You egged the principal's car? Why would you egg the principal's car? What did the car ever do to you?" Riley shot out question after the question while Maya put her hand up.
"Relax nugget, I egged the car to make a statement. Everyone is going to know who Maya Hart is in this place…and now the principal knows my name and knows well enough to have my mother on speed dial." Maya shrugged her shoulders with nonchalance as Riley and Farkle stared at each other.
"I still don't know what the car did to deserve an egging." Riley slightly pouted while she sat on the bench with Maya. "Did you get your schedule yet?"
"Nope, because I'm planning on being expelled." Maya slightly joked, but Riley and Farkle didn't find it funny. "All right, I'll apologize for egging the car…"
"Good, that's what you should do…because the last thing you want is to start off High School with a bad bang." Riley got up from the seat and patted Maya's head, Maya furrowing her eyebrows slightly. "Now I will see you in history class, and you're going to be there…"
"Do we have to show up?" Maya questioned, Riley nodding her head with a smile.
"Yes, we have to show up." Riley declared before the smile dropped from her face and she shook her head. "Because my dad teaches history and if we don't show up, he will hunt us down and make sure we are history." Riley and Farkle walked away while Maya shrugged her shoulders, taking out the schedule she had in her backpack and looking through it. In reality, Maya didn't egg the principal's car…she just didn't want Farkle and Riley to find out what the principal really wanted to see her about.
Lucas Friar walked along the school hallways, and while he was excited for High School, he was also feeling a little uncomfortable. For one thing, there were girls walking down the hallways, winking at him as if Lucas was a fine piece of real estate. He wasn't interested in any of the girls here; in fact he only had his eye on one girl since the seventh grade—and her name was Riley Matthews. Sure she was a little eccentric, but she was also a fantastic friend and that's what drew Lucas to her. Unfortunately, Lucas couldn't find the courage to tell Riley how he felt in fear of ruining his friendship. What if they dated and it didn't work out? Lucas didn't want to think like that…but he knew he just couldn't risk losing Riley as a friend. She was too special and too important to him. As he walked along the hallway, he stopped and saw Riley talking to Farkle, a smile appearing on his face as he leaned against one of the lockers and gazed at her. He had to admit she looked incredible and she didn't even have to try. However, he also remembered that he and Riley were just friends, and he was determined to make sure it stayed that way. Lucas cleared his throat and walked towards Farkle and Riley, holding his backpack close to him and giving them a smile.
"Hey guys, happy first day of High School." Lucas grinned, Riley and Farkle turning their heads and smiling at him. "I have to say…High School is a lot different than I expected to be."
"Why do you say that?" Riley raised an eyebrow, but before Lucas could answer, the cheerleaders walked past him and winked, letting out flirtatious giggles as they walked to their first class. "Well, it seems you're quite popular and you've only been here for five minutes."
"It's actually quite uncomfortable. Do all girls in High School do that?" Lucas tried not to stare at the cheerleaders but Riley and Farkle nodded their heads.
"Yep. Pretty much." Riley and Farkle both answered. Lucas decided to change the subject and took out his schedule, wanting to compare what classes he shared with Riley, Farkle and eventually Maya.
"So Riley, what classes do you have?" Lucas cleared his throat as if nothing was bothering him.
"Me? I have, history with my dad…oh, isn't that class going to be fun?" Riley clapped her hands with fake enthusiasm.
"Why do you say it like that?" Farkle asked, Riley shrugging her shoulders.
"Because my dad knows ways of really embarrassing me on the first day of school. You should have been there when he tried to embarrass me on the first day of sixth grade." Riley shuddered at the thought, both Lucas and Farkle deciding it wasn't a good idea to ask her to elaborate. "Anyway, bad memories…really bad memories."
"Hey, has anyone seen Maya?" Lucas wondered. "I'm still waiting for her to come here and give me the first 'Bucky Mc Boing Boing of High School."
"She got in trouble for egging the principal's car." Farkle explained. "I know, I thought she would have at least waited until second period."
"I'm not surprised." Lucas thought as he, Riley and Farkle stared at the bulletin board in front of them with all the extracurricular activities. "So, have you guys decided what clubs you're going to join?"
"I'm joining the French Club." Farkle quickly commented. "French is the language of love."
"I thought that was Spanish." Lucas raised an eyebrow, Riley slightly chuckling at the both of them.
"I'm going to try out for the cheerleading squad!" Riley clapped her hands. "I never made it in Middle School but I think making it in High School would make the years of rejection fade away! GO TEAM!" Riley posed in an awkward pose, causing Lucas to smile and shake his head with a grin.
"Well Riley, at least you have spirit." Lucas complimented, Riley flashing him a cheerful smile. "I haven't decided what extracurricular activities I'm going to do yet."
"You're pretty athletic, why don't you join the basketball team?" Riley suggested. "That way when you make the basketball team and I successfully become a cheerleader, we can hang out together."
"I'd like that." Lucas smiled, but quickly cleared his throat when he found himself holding the smile on his face longer than he was supposed to.
"Lucas?" Farkle wondered, Lucas turning to him. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah." Lucas said, but he was more than glad when Maya walked up to them, stuffing her hands in her pockets and giving them a smirk. "Well, look…it's Maya."
"Ranger Rick…long time no see." Maya used a faux southern accent as Lucas rolled his eyes. "How was spending the summer bringing in the old cattle and dosey-doing in the barn?"
"Seriously, do you even listen to me when I talk?" Lucas questioned, Maya shrugging her shoulders.
"Maybe, I might…or not." Maya shrugged her shoulders and stared at Riley. "So, I heard cowboy is going to try out for the basketball team, you're going to try cheerleading and Farkle's going to land no girls while speaking French. Gee, sounds exciting."
"Are you going to do something Maya?" Farkle questioned, Maya shaking her head.
"Nope, I'm not joining any dorky clubs." Maya answered. "I don't see the point in it."
"You get to put your talents to the test." Riley explained. "Here, why don't you try something like art? You were great at it in middle school."
"Your attitude matches the art clique over there.' Farkle pointed over towards where the art kids were standing, Maya turning her head and looking surprised.
"Gee, Farkle you really think I look like them?" Maya feigned compassion as Lucas and Riley stared at each other. "Here, how about I show you what you look like…" Maya grabbed Farkle and pulled him towards the locker, opening it, stuffing him in it and closing the door shut. Riley and Lucas looked surprised as Maya clapped her hands and went to the classroom, Lucas walking over and opening the locker.
"Farkle, are you okay?" Lucas bent down and stared at his friend. They stood silent for a few minutes until Farkle simply nodded his head, giving Lucas a smile.
"She totally digs me." Farkle said, Riley and Lucas staring at each other with surprise. Farkle hopped out of the locker as the three of them entered the history room—only to notice the classroom looked just like the middle school classroom. "Wow, something's don't change." Farkle explained while Riley and Lucas went to take a seat at one of the desks. They noticed Maya was staring at the board, only for them to see Cory holding a history book and putting it on the table.
"Dad, glad you're here so we can talk!" Riley walked over to her father and folded her hands, Cory looking up and appearing surprised by his daughter's excitement. "Okay, I need you to do me a big favor."
"What's that?" Cory wondered, Riley leaning closer to her father.
"I need no one in this school to know we're related." Riley said, although Cory was surprised by Riley's request. "It's just…well…this is High School now, and I want to be one of 'the cool kids'. You know…extremely cool…suave…cool…" Riley tried to do a cool pose, but instead she almost tripped, using the desk as a way to catch herself from falling.
"You want to be like one of the cool kids? That's cute." Cory pointed a finger at her. "And I wish a teacher would get paid more for watching students until 3:00 p.m., so it looks like we both want something."
"Dad, I'm serious." Riley said. "This could be a fresh new start for me, and like you said, I'm going to be here for the next four years. Might as well make it count."
"All right, you don't want everyone to know we're related. Fine." Cory put his hand up with a small smile. "Consider it done." The students started filing in one by one, with Riley going to take her seat. Cory started writing on the board and turned around, capping his marker and glancing at the kids. "All right students, welcome to freshman History. I am Mr. Matthews and I'll be your teacher this year…I'm also Riley's dad." Cory pointed towards Riley as Riley's eyes widened, some of the high school students staring at Riley as if she was a specimen at the zoo.
"Someone please jab me with a spoon." Riley sighed, but she wasn't expecting Lucas to take it literally when he took a spoon out of his backpack and jabbed her with it, Riley glancing at him and raising an eyebrow. "Not literally."
"Sorry." Lucas put the spoon back in his lunch bag and stared Cory, seeing he was walking around the room and sitting down.
"All right, let's get started. We're going to start with something really simple. I want you all to take out a sheet of paper, and write down what you want to achieve while you're in High School for the next four years. Then we're going to put it in this box, and when the last day of senior year comes, you'll open the box and read what your freshman self said." Cory noticed Farkle was raising his hand, Cory pointing towards him with a smile. "Yes and we're going to Farkle."
"Is it Farkle time, sir?" Farkle wondered, appearing almost intrigued.
"Ooh, I love Farkle time!" Cory walked over to the seat and sat down, Farkle getting up from his chair and heading to the table, taking out his name tag and placing it on the table.
"Thank you, I am Farkle!" Farkle shouted while everyone stared at him, Farkle walking back and forth towards the other students. "Ladies and gentlemen, if there's one thing I want to achieve when my time is over here, it's ruling this school with an iron fist…and to either make Maya Hart or Riley Matthews my queen." Maya and Riley glance at each other and shuddered, Farkle making a dramatic pose as he glanced into the sky.
"Well, I think I had enough Farkle time for one semester." Maya said, getting up from her chair and walking over to the front of the classroom. "Take a seat before I make you sit."
"Demanding…I like it." Farkle walked past Maya as Maya shook her head, following Farkle as she sat down and ran a hand through her hair.
"All right, now that we've had our daily 'Farkle' time, let's work on the assignment." Cory clapped his hands and stared at his students. Maya glanced over at Farkle and shook her head, wishing that Farkle would tone down the attitude just a little bit. No one was going to take Farkle seriously in High School if he continued to act like that.
"2, 4, 6, 8, who do we appreciate! Go team!" The cheerleaders cheered that afternoon as Riley and Lucas made their way to the gym. Cheerleading and basketball tryouts were in the gym and all the both of them wanted to do was impress the teams they were trying out for. Riley kept her eyes fixated on the cheerleaders, Lucas noticing Riley's expression.
"Look at them…" Riley clasped her hands together. "They're High School cheerleaders…and I want to be one of them…" Riley pointed towards them while Lucas put her finger down.
"I'm glad you're excited but pointing at them isn't going to help." Lucas chuckled, staring at the basketball team before lifting up a finger and pointing to the guys trying out. "But I think I'm going to make my mark with them."
"Make sure you score a touchdown!" Riley clapped her hands, Lucas giving Riley a blank look.
"I think you mean 'make a basket'." Lucas corrected her, Riley nodding her head and moving her hair to the side. "All right, since you wished me luck, I'm gonna wish you luck now…1, 2, 3, Go! Please don't fall and break your nose, go Riley!" Riley chuckled and moved some of her hair from her face, Lucas shrugging his shoulders with a smile. "I know, it's what I do." Riley laughed and started making her way towards the cheerleaders, Lucas smiling towards her while grabbing one of the basketballs, making his way towards basketball tryouts.
A half hour later Maya, Farkle, Lucas and Riley met up at the train station, all of glancing at each other while holding their backpacks close. Not only were their backpacks heavy from their new textbooks, but they were drained from trying out for their extracurricular activities. Even Farkle, who had so much energy, looked exhausted. Maya let out a tired sigh, stuffing her hands in her pockets and raising an eyebrow.
"I honestly couldn't be more tired." Maya sighed. "The first day of high school…done. How many more days until graduation?"
"I can't even count right now, my brain is fried." Farkle rubbed his temples as he saw Lucas trying to rub Riley's shoulders, her releasing a satisfied groan from how the massage felt. "What happened to you two?"
"And why is cowboy giving you a massage?" Maya added. "Do you think he could do me next because my arms are killing me."
"Well, let's start with how we did with our extracurricular activities: good news, I made the basketball team." Lucas smiled before it diminished. "Bad news, the other guys on the team are rough."
"Good news, I made the cheerleading squad!" Riley clapped her hands while Maya looked surprised. However, Riley cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck while glancing away. "Bad news, it's as the mascot and I fell on my back while trying to do one of their stunts. It was a cartwheel."
"Ouch…" Maya and Farkle spoke in unison.
"It's not that bad…" Maya shrugged her shoulders. "At least you'll be next to the cheerleaders."
"It's not the same." Riley pouted, Lucas patting her back softly. "I really wanted to make the team…but I guess I won't this year…or next year, or the year after that, or after that."
"Riley? You sound like a sad sack." Maya crossed her arms, but Riley pointed a finger at her friend.
"I do not sound like a sad sack." Riley huffed as Lucas and Farkle stared at each other. "I am not a sad sack. I will never be a sad sack. In fact I'm thrilled."
"Yes because the girl who made the team as the mascot looks really happy right now." Maya sardonically answered, finally running a hand through her hair. "Look, maybe us trying extracurricular activities isn't for the best. Maybe we should spend as much time as we possibly can with each other, starting right now." Maya grabbed Lucas, Riley and Farkle and pulled them into a group hug, the three of them glancing at each other and wondering why Maya was suddenly acting affectionate.
"May is something wrong?" Riley had to know. "If there is something wrong, you can tell us."
"What? Why and ruin the moment?" Maya continued to play it off while everyone continued staring at her. "No, there's nothing wrong whatsoever, nothing at all. Nothing to see here. Bye, bye." Maya broke the hug and turned around, about to make her way towards the bench, until something fell out of her backpack. Riley walked over and picked up the note, staring at it and looking over at Maya in shock.
"Maya, why is there a pamphlet for an art scholarship at a school in France in your bag?" Riley crossed her arms, wanting to know.
"What? That's not…no…" Maya scoffed and pretended to laugh, only for Riley to walk up to her and shake her head. "That's nothing…Riley, you know that."
"Do I?" Riley sadly stared at her, Maya now looking away. "Maya, why do you have this in your things? We…we were supposed to hang out together, this was going to be the greatest year of our lives…we were going to go to High School together."
"I haven't decided on whether or not I want to take the offer yet, Riley." Maya softly said. "If I take it then I can stay in France for a year and learn art from some of the most talented people in the world. If not, then I'll be here…in New York…with Farkle." Farkle flashed a 'Broadway' smile after Maya mentioned his name, but Riley wasn't done talking about this.
"Maya, I don't want you to go." Riley folded her hands, Maya taking the pamphlet back and giving her friend a serious look.
"This is why I didn't tell you, Farkle or Ranger Rick here." Lucas looked somewhat offended by Maya's name for him but she continued before Lucas had a chance to intervene. "I knew you guys wouldn't want me to go and you'd want me to stay. But the truth of the matter is…I don't know if I want to."
"But we were going to start our freshman year together…who am I supposed to have if I don't have you." Riley saw Maya shrugging her shoulders, motioning towards Lucas and Farkle.
"You got Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumb here." Maya tried to make a joke out of it before becoming serious. "But Riley, you need to understand…this is my decision. Not yours. And right now I don't even know what decision I'm going to make. Um…look, I have to go. I'll see you guys in school tomorrow." Maya waved and started making her way out of the train station, Lucas, Farkle and Riley glancing at each other.
"Maya can't leave." Riley stared at Farkle while Lucas put a hand on her shoulder. "Can she?" Lucas, Farkle and Riley stood there, thinking about the news Maya had just told them. Would Maya really go to France for a year and leave her group of friends behind?