I groan loudly, as I sit through yet another half an hour, of watching my foster sister skate around in circles.

"Isn't she great?!" My foster father, Cory announces proudly.

I nod boredly, "Yeah, she's super"

My foster mother sighs, "Maya can't you at least pretend to be intrested?"

"What do you think I was doing, the first hour?"

"Complaining"

I roll my eyes, "I wasn't complaining, I was just stating how I felt"

Annoyances twinges through me, as Riley skates towards her, with that stupid smug look she always wears.

"I'm so getting gold this year!" She states confidently.

"Great, now that we've established that please can we go home?" I pratically beg.

Riley shakes her head as she grabs a water bottle of the side, "I'm not perfect yet! We're not leaving until I'm perfect!"

I groan loudly, "We're going to be here till, I'm dead!"

Topanga nudges me before facing her daughter, "Sweetie, we have been here for four hours"

"Irrelevant, I need to be perfect"

I snap my head up in curiousity, "Aren't you supposed to be doing doubles?"

"Yes, and your point being?"

"Well where is your double princess?" I ask, as I rest my chin into my hand.

Riley blinks before composing herself, "We haven't found someone who's worthy to skate with me yet"

I snort, "And I feel sorry, for the poor sucker who you do find"

My eyes roll as I feel my side being nudged again.

"Sweetie, we do need to find you a partner though" Cory speaks up.

The brunette shakes her head, "I only associate myself with perfection, and we've not found it yet!"

Topanga sighs, "We met many good canidates"

"Yes, they where good but like I said mother, they weren't perfect!"

Jesus, I swear to god if she mentions the word perfect again, I'm going to wrap my hands around her 'perfect' little neck.

My head snaps as I hear the door to the rink open.

"Sorry, we're closed for the day" Topanga calls out, the whoever opened the door.

"I'm here to try-out, to be Riley Matthew's partner" A southern drawled voice says.

I turn my head to the owner of the voice, I blink that is not someone who'd expect to be skating around perfecting his twirls.

The boy had dirty blonde hair, sea-green eyes and was very built and broad.

I had to admit for a twirl-girl, he was attractive.

Riley narrows her eyes at the boy who was walking towards her, "The try-outs where two weeks ago!"

The blonde haired boy rolls his eyes, "Well people would know that, if you actually wrote a date on your flyers"

"Just leave, I wouldn't skate with the likes of you anyway"

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

My eyes widen slightly, damn the cowboy is fiesty.

Cory sighs before stepping towards the boy, pity shown in my foster fathers eyes "Son, put on a pair of skates and show us what you got"

Riley gasps loudly, "Dad!"

"Riley, if you really want the gold then you'll shut up and watch the boy skate"

My foster sister huffs before getting of the ice and plopping down next to me, her scowl was as big as her attitude.

"Sweetie, just give him a chance" My foster mother says, as she rests a hand on Riley's knee.

"I don't want to give him anything!"

"Calm down princess, just watch him skate then say no", I say boredum apparent in my voice.

My eyes widen slightly, as I turn my attention to the rink. As I watched the boy perfectly skate around the rink, his edges, twirls and axis' had no fault.

I turn to look at my 'sister' her expression was faltered massively, I couldn't help but feel smug that someone finally proved Princess Riley wrong.

"He's good!" Topanaga whistles.

Riley's expression turns sour, "He's alright, I suppose"

I roll my eyes, "Seriously? Is your pride that big that you can't admit this kid is actually good?"

"You wouldn't understand Maya, you're not a skater"

"Thank god" I murmur.

The blonde haired boy skates towards us with a similar smug grin, which Riley was previously wearing.

"You're good kid, very good" Cory notes.

Riley stands up her eyes, as per usual, narrowed "I will allow, for you to skate with me but this is only a trial run"

"Seriously, a trial run? You do realise how close Nationals are right?"

"I need to make sure that you're perfect-"

I cut her off, "She only skates with perfection" I pipe in, causing the brunette to whip her head around and scowl deeply at me.

The boy laughs smugly, "I ensure you, I am the best"

"If you're so good, then why don't you have a partner already?" Riley asks, as she places a hand on her hip.

"I've only just moved here, I had a partner back in texas"

"So what's your name then son?" Cory asks.

"I'm Lucas. Lucas Friar"

Topanga blinks, "A-As in Wilemina Friar's?"

Lucas nods as a proud grin stretches onto his lips, "Yes m'am"

"Holy crap, she's a gold medalist!" Riley announces in astonishment.

The smug look on his gets bigger, "Actually she's a two-time gold medalist"

I narrow my eyes at the boy in-front of me, how could someone possibly be so cocky and full-of themselves?

And here I thought Riley won the title of, little-miss sure of herself.

Riley lets out a shaky breathe before collapsing down onto the bench behind her, "Oh my, y-yeah we're defiantly skating together"

I roll my eyes, "Sorry to ruin, what I'm sure is an incredible moment for the history books, but please can we go home now?!"

"And who might you be?" Lucas asks, as he turns his attention to me.

"I'm none-of your damn buisness, Hop-A-Long"

"This is Maya, our other daughter" Topanga says, as she rests her hands on my shoulders.

"Foster daughter" I correct.

"Are you a skater?"

I scoff, "The only thing I want to do with skates, is gorge my own eyeballs out with them"

Lucas gives me an weirded out look, before turning his attetion back to Riley, "So we're partners now?"

"We're partners, but I swear to god, if you do anything to get in the way of me winning this gold medal, so help me god I will physically castrate you"

Lucas rolls his eyes before holding his hands up in mock-surrender, "I'm shaking in my boots"

"You're wearing skates" I note sarcastically.

"Yeah, thank you for that, I wasn't aware of what type of footwear I had on" He says, annoyance evident in his voice.

I give him a sarcastic smile, "It's not problem, really"

Topanga sighs, "Come on, let's grant Maya her wish and let's go home"

"Yes!" I call out happily, as I quickly jump onto my feet and begin racing towards the exit of the rink.

Finally after nearly four hours, all this torture could finally be stopped. I don't think, I have ever been happier than in this moment right now.

A:N So what do you think so far?

Don't worry about the bitchiness of Riley, she'll mellow out eventually.

Do you like this story so far?

Who's your favourite character?

And shall I continue?