Okay so I've seen Lucaya all over my tumblr, so of course I had to through my two-cents in, right?
I don't know if ya'll will like it, but I hope someone reads it!
No, I don't own GMW or the characters or anything. Just a fan.
They're roughly supposed to be a little older than they are in the series. 10-th grade maybe? Maybe 11-th… Somewhere around there.
Enjoy.
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Maya still wasn't quite sure how she ended up here. One minute, Riley was telling her that going to a school dance would be the perfect chance for her and Lucas to really work on her feelings, the next Maya was slipping into a silver dress that Riley had picked out and then here they were.
Riley was standing in front of Lucas, babbling away happily about something. Lucas had that stupid grin on his face that he got. Farkle was off talking to a girl who giggled at everything he said.
And Maya was here. Watching it all.
Riley is so precious trying to flirt with Huckleberry. But he doesn't seem quite interested in it. Or her. He better not hurt her. Just cuz he's kind of cute and kind of smart and kind of hot when he gets into his "Mad-Dog" mode does not mean he can hurt her.
And once again Maya, you do not like him.
Stop thinking things like that.
Great. Just great.
Damn Ranger Rick. Why does he keep looking at me? And now Riley is too. Wonderful.
I'm going to go walk the hallways I think.
At least then they'll freaking stop looking at me.
Maya sat her glass of punch down – she had forgotten she had it actually – and walked out of the room.
Two people saw her go, but only one really saw her leave.
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Lucas smiled at Riley as she talked, her face a bright red as she continued to giggle ever few minutes in between words.
"And so… wouldyouliketodance?" she rushed out, her lip between her teeth as she waited.
"What? Oh, sure," he said, chancing another glance at Maya. She was standing by the wall, looking bored, and he really wanted to go make sure she was okay.
But first came Riley. That was the polite thing to do.
Even though he really didn't want to be polite right now.
No, what I want to do is go over there and just… something. From the minute she stood in front of me on the subway, her blonde curls wild around her face and that smirk on her lips…
But it was Riley she was trying to fix me up with. Not herself.
And Riley is great. She's cute, kind of smart I guess, and sweet.
But she's not Maya.
But she'll never like me. I'm just Huckleberry, Ranger Rick, and of course, Riley's crush.
I've been staring too long. Riley's looking now too.
Great.
"Should we dance?" Lucas said, trying not to look at Maya, who was leaving now.
"Something's wrong," Riley said, looking at Maya's retreating form. "Maybe I should go check on her…." Her voice trails off though as she looks at Lucas, not missing the look on his face. She then thinks back to Maya, and the pieces begin to click. "Oh."
"What? What's wrong?" Lucas asks, prepared to be polite and not hurt Riley in any way. But she was looking at him differently now; the sparkle that had always been in her eyes was gone, and her face had a peaceful understanding on it that he wasn't sure he wanted to know about.
"You like Maya, don't you?"
"Riley-"
"And she likes you. How… how have I missed this?"
"Riley… wait. What?"
"I've been so blinded by my crush… Maya obviously likes you. I've seen when she likes someone before. It doesn't happen often. So go get her. It's okay."
"No Riley I couldn't do that to you."
"Go!" She said, pushing him away from her. He didn't miss the sadness in her eyes, but there was acceptance too.
So he went.
…
He knew he would find her in the art room, sketching in her art book.
"Go away Ranger Rick."
"No." She looked up then, blonde curls flying as her eyes narrowed.
"Excuse me?"
"I'm not leaving."
"When'd you grow a backbone 'Mad Dog'?" she asked, snickering as she went back to sketching.
"Only when I want to talk to you."
"I have nothing to say to you. Go back to Riley. Now."
"Riley's actually the one who sent me out here." She looked up, much slower now, eyes narrowed in anger.
"Why would she do that? You two are supposed to be together tonight."
"Because… Because I didn't want to go with Riley to the dance."
"And why not, Space Cowboy?"
"That's a new one."
"Thanks. Why'd you come then?"
"I knew you wouldn't go with me." Maya looked back to her sketch, trying not smile as she stood up.
"Whatever cruel game you're playing, stop now before I kick your ass Huckleberry." She went to stalk past him when he grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him; she had to look up at him, making the blonde curls fall from her face and really show it off.
"I like you, Maya. Not Riley. And Riley knows."
"No."
"And I think you might like me too."
"Shut up."
"Tell me I'm wrong."
"Let go of me."
"Tell me I'm wrong."
"Let go of me right now."
He did, letting her arm go and watching her step back from him, eyes guarded.
"Yes, okay? I do like you." He began to smile, but she cut him off. "But nothing will ever happen Cowboy, because I could never, and I mean never, do that to Riley."
"But she doesn't care-"
"I refuse to believe that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to leave." She turned to go, and Lucas was getting desperate to talk to her now.
"Wait, you annoyingly little stack of pancakes!" She turned, eyes burning.
"Oooh, I swear I'm this close to ripping your head off, Howdy."
"I'd like to see you try." He saw her eyes widen at the challenge before she launched herself at him, the silver dress sparkling as she raised her fist to his chest. He grabbed her and pulled her close before she could do anything, bringing her face to his. "I win," he muttered, smirking before he kissed her.
And Maya melted. This had been what she had wanted, to finally know he felt the same about her as she did him.
One problem though kept arising.
Riley.
Maya pulled away, this time much sadder and slower than before.
"I can't. I'm sorry." She turned then, and he let her go.
For now.
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Soooo, should I continue this or leave it as an oneshot?
Reviews would be awesome.
-JustMe133
