Day 4: prompt "And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you."

I'm the only one still by the fireplace after everyone left because of the couples game. I stand up when a folded piece of paper catches my eye on the floor. I bend down to pick it up, and I see Riley's name scribbled on the front. I know I shouldn't read it, but I do.

Dear Riley,

It's been months since you and I have had a real conversation, and I miss that more than anything. That's one thing you and I held special, we communicated well together. Sometimes I felt like we didn't even have to use our words, but that's all different now. I know it feels like I avoid, and maybe I do at times. It's not because I want to. It's because any moment I share with you, I have to even it up with Maya until we can solve this stupid triangle that should have never existed.

It's not the same between any of us; you, me, and Maya. Will it ever be? I don't know. To be honest, I don't even know how we all managed to get into this situation. I would have never guessed this is how we would enter high school, but it is.

When I finally made a choice, I was told it didn't matter because of things going on with Maya. We'd said that we put everything on hold to let Maya figure herself out, but how long will that be? So far it's almost been a month, and I can't wait much longer.

Right now are here in your father's class, and I should be taking notes. Instead, I'm here staring at the back of your head and I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you. Actually that's a lie, I know exactly why. It's been clear from the beginning. Maya is sitting right behind you, I could easier stare at her too, but I don't. I don't even think to. Whenever you are around, everything around you are a blur and you become by main focus. I hope you can see what I'm trying to say.

This weekend the class is going to the ski lodge, and I know what I want to happen. I want this triangle to end. I want to have my moment with you that I promised you so long ago. The truth is that day at the bay window I chose you, Riley. It's always been you since the subway, and I'm so so so incredibly sorry I made you think otherwise. When I tell you I choose you, I can only hope that you tell me the same.

Lucas

I fold the letter back up and head out the door. I stand in the distance as I see Zay trying to calm a very furious Lucas. Now, I know why he was so upset with the idea of me and Riley up all night talking and why he walked out during the game. However, he wouldn't be so mad that she spent majority of the time talking about him.

I wait back until I see Zay walk away before I cautiously approach him. I'm the reason his mad in the first place. His back is to me, so I clear my throat to let him know someone is behind him.

"Evan, right?" he says a little agitated

I nod, "I think you dropped this," I say passing the note over to him.

His eyes go wide, "Did you read it?" I don't say anything. He holds the letter up, "You can see why it bothered me so much. The whole you and Riley thing."

I let out a small chuckle and he glares at you. "You serious are blind if you think she has eyes for anyone else. I've spent most of that night listening to her talk about everyone, but mainly you," his eyes light up. "She is crazy about, and if what you said in that letter of yours is true then I'd suggest you do something about it before it's too late. She's a great girl."

He smiles, "She really is." He shoves the letter back in his pocket. "I think I'm going to talk to her right now." He turns to walk away when we hear a voice shout.

"Huckleberry!" the blonde says as approaches us. Maya looks at the both of us, "Are you two done here? Because I really need to talk to you," she points to Lucas, and we both nod. "Good," is all she says before she grabs him by his shirt dragging him towards the door.

Later that day I show Riley around outside since she kept herself inside because of her injury. When we get back, I take my spot behind the counter and she hobbles to the bay window. From what I hear, it's a favorite place of hers. She isn't sitting alone for long, when I hear footsteps practically race down the stairs.

I watch as Lucas walks over and sit in the open space next to her. I can't hear what they are saying, but I can see what's happening. Soon he moves closer and reaches for her hand. I can see the smile grow on her face. He pulls out a little red box, and a look of worry follow by confusion wash over Riley's face. He must have explained what it is because soon she takes it and a beam of happiness takes over. I then watch as she pulls out something orange from her pocket, and she explains what it means using her hands. She hands it over and slightly shifts closer to him. I'm a fair distance away, but I can see the twinkle in her eyes. She has a look on her face that says anything is possible, and after reading the letter I know he does too.