Hey, so don't worry, people who are following my other story. I'm not taking a break from Something Real, I just thought about writing this quick story. At first, it was just a story revolving Maya, but then it just kinda turned into a Lucaya story. I just kinda ship everything in Girl Meets World because it's so early in the show, no one really knows who is ending up with who. I still love Rilucas and Farkaya, I just thought of this because in Girl Meets Flaws there were so many adorable Lucaya moments. Anyway, I kinda got this idea from Rune-Spirit and her Lab Rats story The Secret Language of Flowers. I hope they don't mind I made this story. This first chapter is kinda like a prologue, but I don't really know. This story won't be longer than 3 or 4 chapters, I think. Now, without further ado, here's the story.

It was the day after the "Sneak Attack", or the day Missy tried to get Lucas to go out with her. Riley started calling it the "Sneak Attack" because no one really sees it coming and it catches you off guard at the worst possible moment, just like when Missy started flirting with Lucas.

Lucas was late for school that day. It wasn't really his fault though; he still wasn't used to the time changes. It felt like it was five o'clock in the morning even though it was seven thirty. He'd had a problem with that on the first day of school, too. He was late to history, with Mr. Matthews. It wasn't something he liked to remember as his first day of seventh grade. But, it happened, and he couldn't do anything about that.

He quickly left the school's front office, where he checked in and they marked him tardy. Rushing down the empty hallway, he made his way to his locker. Once again, he had history first thing. Lucas was definitely not getting on Mr. Matthews good side.

Lucas reached his locker, but he was surprised to see what was on it. Usually it was normal for people to get notes or papers in their lockers, but it wasn't normal to have flowers taped to them.

Standing out from his red locker, was a light pink rose taped to the front. There was no note, or anything to give him a clue to who put it there. It was just… there.

He looked around. Maybe someone put it on his locker by mistake, but that wouldn't make sense. He still had the sticky note the school puts on your locker the first day of school to help you find it. It had his first and last name on it. There was no way anyone could miss that.

Carefully, Lucas took the rose off of his locker. Entering his combination, he threw his backpack and his books inside. He placed the rose on the top shelf of his locker, above the locker hooks, where it couldn't be damaged.

As he walked to history class, he was still wondering about the rose. Lucas had no idea where it came from, or why it was put there. He didn't even know who put it there, and that bothered him. It was a beautiful flower, but it was more important to him to find out why it was there, who it was from, and what it meant.

Riley pushed open the door to her family's New York apartment. She had a long week this week. First, she got invited to her first middle school party! Unfortunately it was a geek party, a geek party, unbelievable, right? But when she was there, she was so popular with the geeks; she forgot who she really was. Riley spent the week dressing like a harajuku girl, and pretending to be someone she wasn't. Maya helped her realize that.

The first thing she wanted to do was change out of her ridiculous outfit. Riley opened the door and was greeted by her mother, cleaning up the plates that were left on the kitchen table. She was now in her regular work clothes again.

"How ya doin'?" Topanga asked seeing her daughter with her hair down, without the colorful extensions and missing her fake glasses.

"Good, now that I'm me again," Riley said smiling a little, knowing her mother had a hard week to.

Her mother smiled and crossed the room, making her way down the hall to her office where she probably was going to work on some of her cases. Riley was glad her mother was back to normal, but it was interesting seeing the other side of her.

She disappeared into her bedroom and changed into more, Riley-like clothes. When she came back downstairs, into the living room, she went to her backpack to retrieve her homework. Riley opened her bag and saw something that didn't belong there. Resting carefully on top of her books was a single red poppy.

Riley carefully picked up the flower and saw that it was in fact real. She went to the kitchen and grabbed an old ice tea bottle that she was going to recycle. She filled it with water and placed the poppy in it.

She sat down at the table and looked at it. How did it get there? Why was it in her backpack? Obviously someone put it there, but why?

More importantly, She thought, Who?

History class was Farkle's favorite class. Actually, that was a lie; every class was his favorite class. But, still, he did love history. With Mr. Matthews, you never knew what you'd learn that day.

It was November 1st. One of the most dreaded days of the year. The day after Halloween, when everyone comes to school tired and fully of candy, was not one of the prettiest days appearance-wise. Everyone stays up late on Halloween, it's an unwritten rule.

Only, Farkle never let himself be too tired for school. He loved school. And while most people were tired and groggy, he was upbeat and happy. Yesterday, his friends helped him overcome one of his fears. Farkle had a lot of fears, but hey, he was taking small steps and overcoming one fear at a time.

Gym was inside yesterday, and they were playing softball. Farkle wasn't particularly bad at sports, he just wasn't the best. He was just terrified of being hit by the ball. Without his friends (mostly Lucas) helping him realize it wasn't scary at all he'd still be cowering in the boys' locker room. Sure, he got hit with a softball. It didn't even hurt, and now he wasn't afraid of getting hit with any kind of sports equipment… except maybe tennis rackets, but that's a different story.

He was walking to history class with a smile on his face. He entered the room; he was always the first person there. Mr. Matthews was writing that day's lesson on the board. Sitting down in his assigned seat, he noticed something on his desk.

There was a flower resting on the corner of his desk. It wasn't just any regular flower, though. It was a ginger. Most people weren't familiar with the type of flower, but Farkle was. He knew almost every type of plant that was in his science textbook, including gingers. The bright red flower was laid simply on his desk, cut perfectly at the bottom.

Farkle picked it up, examining the flower. He was confused, why was there a flower on his desk? Did it have something to do with the history lesson? Farkle looked around, but he was the only one with a flower on his desk.

"Is everything okay, Farkle?" Mr. Matthews asked, wondering why the boy was so confused.

Farkle didn't answer right away. He tucked the stem of the flower into one of his folders and said, "Yes, of course."

Later he would worry about the ginger, but right now he had to prepare for the history lesson. As the other students began to enter the room, Farkle forgot about the flower. He usually forgot about everything else when it was time to learn something new. After school, he would remember the mysterious flower, and try to find out where it came from.

After Awards Night at John Quincy Adams Middle School, Lucas was about to leave the school. He was glad Farkle was okay, again. Lucas hated to see his best friend so upset. He would've easily punched Billy in the face during gym if Maya didn't stop him. It didn't make sense. Why would she stop him if she was the one who wanted him to beat up Billy the most? Lucas wasn't sure of anything, but he didn't plan to think about it much longer.

Riley's plan for everyone to write their flaws on their foreheads seemed to work out really well. Now that everyone accepted their flaws, it'd be a lot harder for people to use the flaws against them. Everything bad was over and all his friends were okay. That was what mattered most.

On the other hand, Lucas began to notice more people getting the mysterious flowers around school. Riley and Farkle told him about their flowers and as hard as they tried they couldn't understand anything about them. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. The flowers didn't really make sense. He had a feeling someone was leaving them on purpose. Someone was trying to send a message or something.

Lucas stood from his seat as everyone began piling out of the room. He tugged at the blue turtle-neck he was wearing. As much as he liked Farkle, he didn't understand how he found turtle-necks comfortable.

He was about to leave when something caught his eye. Below his seat was a bouquet of flowers. Carefully, he picked up the bouquet and examined it. Most people in the school had gotten flowers, but no one had gotten a bouquet. He had a gut feeling it was the same person who left the single flowers that left this bunch of flowers.

Tied together with a plain ribbon was a cosmos, a pink carnation, a peony and a yellow chrysanthemum. It wasn't a very big bouquet, just the four flowers. But, Lucas knew these flowers were important. They must have meant something. He was absolutely positive they weren't there before the awards ceremony, so it must have been someone who was at the ceremony.

Lucas sighed, knowing he'd never figure out who it was. He looked at the bouquet again; the one flower that stood out the most was the chrysanthemum. Lucas knew that flower meant something, he just didn't know what. He pulled the yellow flower from the bouquet and examined it. He shook his head and walked out of the room. How was he supposed to know what it meant?

He was unaware of Maya who was watching him from the door on the opposite side of the room. She watched him walk out of the room. A single tear slipped down her face. This was why she couldn't share her feelings in person. She quickly wiped the tear away. Maya didn't cry. Ever. She sighed and left the room, trying to figure out what Lucas was think about when he saw the flowers.

I hope you liked the first chapter. Here's the flower key if any of you are confused:

Pink Rose- admiration/appreciation

Poppy- consolation

Ginger- proud

Cosmos- peaceful

Pink Carnation- gratitude

Peony- healing

Yellow Chysanthemum- secret admirer

So, I hope you liked the story! Please review, follow, and favorite.

-Peyton