Lucas's POV

Sometimes, I wonder if Maya even cares about anyone else. I hate how she ha-hurrs in my face. I hate how she calls me all those nicknames. Why does she do them anyway? The only reason I let her do it is because I don't want her to feel left out without a father.

I love Riley. I would do anything for Riley. Except now she's being all quiet and that's not the Riley I'm in love with. I wonder what's wrong. I think it's my fault. I've done something to her because the only person she really talks to is Farkle. Yes, Farkle. I'm not jealous, of course I'm not. It's just that why does she not talk to me, her boyfriend?

For example, yesterday, I and Zay were walking to Topanga's for some coffee and we saw Riley doing her Spanish homework. She banged her head several times on the table that we always sit at. Farkle was already there and he looked over her shoulder. "The answer's tengo hambre y quiero comer chocolate." He said. She said "Thanks, Farkle!" with a smile. I came to the table and said "Hey, Riles, Farkle! Want to go to the Knicks vs Pistons game? I've got tickets!" And all I got was a fake smile with a yes please Lucas.

I'm starting to get worried now. What did I do? Instead, I text Farkle.

L: Is Riles being awkward with you?

F: No, why?

L: She won't speak to me properly and she gives me fake smiles.

F: Talk to her, in her bedroom.

L: Okay, I'll do that tomorrow.