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Storge: an affectionate love that slowly develops from friendship, based on similarity.

CHAPTER ONE

Ring.

Students rush out of their seats and out of the doors of classrooms in John Adams High School. Sneakers squeaked, heels clicked, and desks clash against each other. The hallways of the historic school began to fill, each person's movements making it look like an ocean current. Some stand by to let the waves pass by the yellow and red lockers, while some let the ocean take them where they need to be. Amongst the "go with the flow" students is Lucas Friar, as he lets his fellow classmates guide him to the cafeteria, where his best friends are waiting for him.

The doors to the cafeteria were wide open, letting kids come in and come out as they please. The cafeteria was definitely less hectic, considering that the space of the room was bigger than 10 classrooms combined. He scopes out the room: lunch ladies giving people tater tots and macaroni and cheese, his peers socializing at different tables, and sunrays hitting upon the girl he needed to talk to most, his best friend, Maya Hart.

Maya furiously stabbed her fork into the yellow noodles, and softly brings up the fork to her lips. He smiles to himself, and waltz right up to where she is sitting alone. He rests his hand on the red table, and leans down to her so that they are eye level.

"Hey Shortstack, be easy on the macaroni. What did they ever do to you?" he smirks, still leaning towards her.

"Ha ha. Very funny." she replies with a full mouth. Lucas doesn't mind. He sits in the chair across from her.

"Where is everyone?"

She clears her throat. "Mr. Matthews wanted Riley to help him grade papers, so being the great daughter she is, she sacrificed her lunchtime with us to do that. Farkle's probably helping Riley out. Zay," she paused, "I have no idea."

Lucas chucked low, and folded his arms and leaned on the table. Zay was probably trying to sweet talk some girl into sleeping with him—but we all know it'll end in disaster.

Maya continued to eat her macaroni, and Lucas would try to steal a tater tot from her plate every so-and-so minute, but she was able to catch his hand every time. His last attempt, though, he was able to succeed. She grabbed his wrist, took the tot with her other hand, and popped it into her mouth with narrowed eyes. He stared at her with a small smile glued onto his lips.

She let go of his wrist, and intertwined her fingers with his. "This," she continued, "is so you can stop trying to snatch these damn tots. If you want one, go buy some yourself." Maya's intense stare kept Lucas captivated.

Maya picks up her fork again, and continues to eat. Murmurs and laughs in the cafeteria still occur, with the occasional clink with plates and utensil. Lucas's thumb rubs against the frontside of her hand while she eats, and she sighs. He always knew how to calm her down, even in joking situations like this.

Lucas is always able to help Maya. He was there to be a shoulder to cry on when her dad left. He was there when they wanted to take away art and music programs from school. He was there when things didn't go right between her and Riley. Lucas was always there.

Lucas never stopped looking at Maya (except the one time he texted Zay to come to the lunch room, but he never responded). He kept rubbing her thumb until he remembered what he needed to tell her. Lucas lets go of Maya's dainty hand, and places it on the table. She finally looks up from her macaroni, and Lucas begins to talk.

"Okay, Maya."

"Okay, Huckleberry."

"You would do anything for me, correct?"

"Depends on the situation, Ranger Rick."

"This is very important to me. Promise me you won't laugh."

"I can try, but I probably won't succeed." Maya closes her eyes and gives a smile. She picks up her water bottle and takes a sip.

"Here goes nothing." he grumbles. "I need you to be my girlfriend."

Suddenly, Lucas's face is all wet, and Maya was laughing her ass off. He steals a napkin from her tray and wipes off the water that once was in Maya's mouth.

"Y-you want m-me to w-hat?" she forces out with uncontrollable giggles.

"Listen, Maya, this is serious. I need you to be my girlfriend. Pretend girlfriend." Lucas says with low spirits.

"Me? Your fake girlfriend? What stupid shit did you this time?" A huge grin was plastered onto her face.

"My aunt is getting married over spring break, and obviously I'm going. But the thing is, I have to bring a date." Lucas says, looking down at his thumbs, playing with them.

"Can't you bring Riley? I mean, she's a better candidate for this. Your family would love her. She's nice, funny, caring—she can't dance though so the reception would be a problem. Anyways, take her not m—" Maya monologues, until Lucas interrupts her.

"Yeah, about that. My mom always posts pictures of us two on her Facebook, and everyone assumes that we're together. They want to meet you, Maya." Lucas sweats out.

"Always posts about us? That's the source of the problem here. Why would she post about us on the first place?" she confusedly asks.

Lucas shrugs. "We do spent a lot of time together. We even went on a vacation together last summer. Besides, it's not just us of two. There's pictures of Zay and Farkle too, so no need to be creeped out!" he replies jokingly.

He couldn't read Maya's facial expression. Was she shocked? Angry? All he knew was that he could get hurt any second now.

Maya sighed deeply. "Your mom is going to have to make up for this."

Lucas's eyes widened. "Did you just agree to come to the wedding?"

She groaned in reply. "Yeah, yeah I guess. You said spring break right? What is that, like three days tops?"

Lucas shot up out of his seat, and proceeded to yell with his fist up in the air. He got a couple of glances from people in the surrounding tables, but he didn't care. He was saved from the embarrassment that would have come if Maya hadn't said yes.

"Huckleberry, sit down!" Maya whispered hastily.

Lucas went around to the other side of the table and sat next to Maya and gave her a hug.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you. You're the best friend in the whole world." he says exasperatedly.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now answer my questions. How long is the wedding for?"

Lucas lets go of Maya's body, and leans his elbows against the table, body facing hers.

"Two weeks."

"TWO WEEKS? Huckleberry, I have a life too, you know."

"Yes, I understand, bu—" she interrupts him.

"I was going to go to the Jersey Shore, relax, paint, possibly get a tan because you know how pale my skin is, and I wanted to g—"

"Maya,"

"Farkle and Riley to Mo—"

"Maya,"

"And fix the walls in my ro—"

"Maya." Lucas emphasizes.

She turns her head, and stares at him.

"The wedding is in Texas."

There is a small silence between them as they stare into each other's eyes. Was he asking for too much? For her to go to Texas with him for a wedding?

"Texas." she says with no emotion.

"I know you always make fun for being Texan, but hey, now you can actually see what it's like in Texas!" Lucas says with excitement.

"Texas." Maya says, in the same tone as before.

"The place is really nice, I promise you. We have this huge estate with a lake and everything. It'll be fun!" Lucas consoles her, trying to convince her that this is the right decision.

"Lucas, it's Texas. I'm pretty sure it's impossible to drive from New York to Texas. There's no way in hell I'm letting you buy a plane ticket for me because that stuff isn't cheap." Maya has a slight hesitancy in her voice.

Lucas tried one last time. "Maya, it's okay for my family to spare a couple of hundred for you on a plane ticket. You're going to be spending time with us, forced, but it's all for fun anyways. Please?"

She breaks eye contact, and looks at her hands. Maya fumbles her fingers around, and brings one up to play with her hair, and pushes her hair back. She lightly groans, and looks back to Lucas, who has hope in his eyes.

"Fine. I'll be your plus one."

"YES!" Lucas yells and stands, picking up Maya along with him, hugging her. Maya gives out a breathless laugh, and hugs him back. Once again, people look at the odd couple, curious to what has happened between them in the twenty minutes that have passed for lunch.

He sets her down, and lets go of her.

Maya Hart is officially his unofficial girlfriend.

AUTHORS NOTE

Hello! This is my second fanfiction that I have posted on this account, and I'm very pleased and excited to show everyone. Please leave a comment for suggestions, criticism, an what you liked/didn't like so far! It helps a lot. Also, my ANs will become less generic as time goes on haha. Thank you very much. :) xoxo, M.