A.n.- I'm back with the second installment of Lore of Lucas. Once again if you haven't read Rhetoric of Riley, you need to. The story will make a lot more sense if you read both stories. I really hope you enjoy it.

I sat back at the park taking in the surrounding area. This was one of my favorite spots when I was at home to just get away. It was a local park in a secluded area that people rarely walked through. It allowed me to simply sit there and think and not be disturbed. It was one of the areas where I could pretend that my Father's disapproving stare was something from the past. That I would be able to live up to whatever he wanted for my life without giving up what I really wanted.

The school year hadn't started the way that I had expected in the least for my senior year. My best friend and my girlfriend were at each other's throats more often, classes were harder, practice to be the best in football had more pressure than ever. Not to mention deciding what University to go to, I had applied to several colleges with the hopes that one of them would be where I would spend the next four years. I wanted to be a Vet, even if my father didn't approve. The dilemma on my mind was how to tell him without evoking my Father's wrath.

My roommate had never shown up to school leaving the vacancy. I received a letter stating that I would be getting a new roommate. After I tried to make Zay switch rooms, and they gave me someone else. Hopefully it would be someone that I got along with, if not I would be spending more time outside the dorm.

I glanced down at my phone to see two missed calls from my Mom. I sighed as I shoved the phone in my back pocket as I stood to my feet. My feet knew where to wander as I started the journey home.

Lucas, can you come in here and help set the table." I half smiled knowing I was caught trying to sneak to my room.
"What can I help with?"
"Well you can start by hugging your mother. She offered a warm smile that matched her warm heart. I wrapped my arms around her in an embrace.
"Sitting at your spot?" Confusion flashed over my face.
"How did you"-
"A Mother always knows." Her hand went to fix my hair just like she always did.
"Anything you want to share?" I paused, mulling over the decision in my mind.
"I was just thinking about things."
"Things? What kind of things" She arched her eyebrow at me as she handed me the three plates. I placed them in their proper spot on the table. I closed my eyes and took the plunge.
"I don't know if I want the internship at the firm." There were a couple moments of silence.
"I know." My eyes widened. How could she possibly know? This was something that I kept from Zay and yet she knew.
"How?" She went to the counter digging through pieces of mail and pulled out an envelope and handed it to me. It was the response to my vet internship.
"You might want to hide this in your room before your father sees it." I gratefully took the envelope.
"We'll celebrate later," she said as we exchanged smiles and then I dashed up to my room. I left the letter hidden among my things where my father wouldn't be prone to look. Before I could open it I heard my Mother's voice calling me for lunch.

The envelope stared me straight in the face as my fingers started to tremble. This is what I wanted, so why was it so hard to open it and see if I got accepted. Rejection. What if they told me that I wasn't good enough? This was all I wanted to do since I was a little kid. I remember practice "medicine" on the family dog. Then as I got older I was handed law books and I was expected to read them, but every now I find out ways to ditch the books and escape in a world where my Father would be ok with me not being a lawyer.
My phone buzzing interrupted my thought process of even entertaining the possibility of the vet internship program by opening the envelope.
"Hey Zay, I have to leave soon for my date with Missy. "
"I have a Zay/Lucas story; do you want to hear it?" I adjusted the phone to the other ear. I could hear slight panic in his voice.
"Zay are you ok?"
"Would you?" He urged.
"Yes." I wasn't completely sure where he was taking this.
"See there's this guy named Lucas, and he had a best friend named Zay. Lucas chose not to listen to his best friend about his girlfriend being no good."
"What are you talking about?"
"This is the part where the story gets good,"
"Zay!"
"I know who David is." His words caused a shiver to shoot down my spine. Missy just dismissed my questions when I brought it up.
"Who?" My answer came in the form of my phone buzzing and I was already dreading to look. When I did I felt anger start to swell within me. They say that a picture is worth a thousand words, but Missy would need at least ten thousand to get out of this one. The photo of her completely lip locked with a brunette that was not me was edged into my mind.
"Lucas, are you ok man?"
"Yeah," my voice was as emotionless as my coaches. I wanted to break something. I should have listened to Zay when he told me he had a bad feeling about her. I hung up the phone the feeling of betrayal entered my system. I saw red as I dialed her number. The first time it rang through to voicemail. I growled as I rung through again. She wasn't going to
Get away that easily.
"Hello?" Her voice was ragged and she was trying to catch her breath.
"Missy?"
"Oh hi, Babe," it took everything in me not to start arguing with her. My brain formed a plan.
"Are you ok, you sound like someone took your breath away."
"I'm just exercising, that's all." Liar.
"I'll meet you there at 6?"
"Yeah. I miss you baby."
"You too." I said the quickest goodbye I could without drawing suspicion.

My teeth were clenched as I pulled up to the restaurant. It was a good thing that Missy had offered to drive separately to the restaurant. My stomach churned at the sight of her.

"Luke, over here." As she leaned in I turned my head to the side so she would kiss my cheek instead of lips. Confusion flashed over her face for a brief instant.

"How was your day?" I paused for a second. My second nature was to go over the major events of the day including the nerves with the potential vet internship. The image of her and Dave flashed in my mind.

"Good," I took a sip of water that was poured at our table.

"How was yours, did you meet anyone interesting?" I watched her body language carefully, and it told me everything that I needed to know. Her bod tensed up, her eyes dropped to the table avoiding eye contact.

"No, not really. I went exercising with my friend that I hadn't seen in a while." I managed to overlook Missy and saw the brunette girl that I kept running into sit down with another guy. I chuckled at the fact that Zay was out of luck.

"Oh, and who was that again?" I was gaining a different kind of satisfaction watching as she squirmed.

"You don't know them; they went to my old school." She replied before excusing herself to the restroom. My eyes drifted to her phone which happened to buzz. I wasn't the overbearing type of boyfriend but Dave was plastered on the screen and my curiosity was peaked.

The message was simple enough, it had a hi and a heart emoticon next to it. I saw red. I managed to simmer all my anger till my soon to be ex-girlfriend arrived at the table.

"You ok?" She asked as she sat down.

"Missy," I reached for her phone.

"Who is Dave? And why is he sending you flirty texts?"

"Oh you know Lucas, he's just in some group with me at school, he likes me, but there's nothing there I promise." It was another lie, I gave her a chance and she lied to my face.

"We're over Missy."

"What?!" Her voice shrieked starting to draw attention from the tables around us.

"You heard what I said." I muttered.

"But baby," she stood up and rushed to my side

"I don't understand," she whined.

"We're over Missy." She attempted to push me then gave up. I watched as she pushed the waiter in frustration because he was blocking her exit as she s. The food on the tray flipped and landed on a girl. The brunette girl. I stood up and our eyes made contact. She ran out of the room before anyone could stop her

"Riley!" Her date stood up, but made no move to follow her. Missy had just ruined Riley's date. I ran after her like her date failed to do.

"Riley!" I yelled, but there was no answer. I scanned the area once more before returning inside, paying for the meal and beginning the drive home.

I sighed as I fell back in my bed. My mind kept flashing back to Riley's face as the spaghetti fell on her face. Our eyes connected for a split second and then she was gone. Things were over between Missy and I, that feeling was like a breath of fresh air. It wasn't till I had gotten out of the relationship to realize how manipulative and controlling she was. Zay was right the whole time. I felt a twinge of guilt run through me. Maybe if I would have listened I wouldn't feel like this right now.
My Mother would smile when she heard, that would be one thing I'm sure of. She would probably whisper a good riddance only loud enough for people who would be listening for it.
My Father would give his disapproving glare and talk to me about lost opportunities. I knew he had high hopes for our student elections together, but that would be something that will be put on hold.

My eyes drifted over the desk where my acceptance letter lay. I couldn't wait forever, I needed to peel off the Band-Aid. I forced myself up and grabbed the letter. I held my breath as I pulled out the contents. My eyes scanned the paper once and then twice. I stumbled back till my legs hit the bed.

"I got in," I muttered in disbelief. Now that my dream was in grasp I hardly knew what to think. A million thoughts raced through my head, all of which distracted me from the events of the evening. I laid back in my bed but the one thought that kept circling and circling my brain; what would I tell my father?

An.- I really enjoyed writing that chapter. Let me know what you think. Review, Fav. Follow.