Ski Lodge Part 2; I do not own Girl Meets World

Farkle left Riley's house and wandered the streets. He hadn't realized where he was taking himself until he was standing in front of Isadora Smackle's door.

"It's now or never," he mumbled to himself, knocking on her door. Within a few seconds, Smackle's sweet face appeared behind the door.

"Honeybuckets, what brings you here?" She smiled.

"We need to talk," he replied sheepishly, trying to be straight forward. He could see that the light bulb hadn't quite gone off in Smackle's head.

"Okay, what about?" He pulled her out and they sat on the steps in front of the apartment. He folded his hands in front of him, watching the cars driving by.

"I've made a mistake."

"Well silly, if you wanted to talk about homework, why not come on inside-" He cut her off, trying to get through this as quickly as possible.

"Like a life mistake and it was bad."

"How bad?" Her arms was still linked with Farkle's and he could see the worry on her face.

"Isadora, you are my girlfriend and I really really like you-"

"Get to it toots."

"Riley and I kissed at the Ski Lodge..." She sat there silent, staring at the pavement.

"Oh," she sighed, "but you never cheat on anything."

He put his head in his hands. He didn't want anyone looking at him ever again. He couldn't bare to see Smackle's expressions.

"It didn't mean anything. I told her it could never happen again. I made it clear that I was with you and that's who I want to be with." Smackle laid a hand on his shoulder, giving warmth to his cold body.

"I forgive you," she piped out, meeting his eyes when he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"I don't understand-"

"You have been the best boyfriend anyone could ask for, but how many people marry their high school sweetheart?" She wasn't mad or hurt or sad. "I've known for a long time that maybe we were too similar to work in the long run."

Farkle didn't say anything. He was still wrapping his mind around everything Smackle had just said.

"And Farkle, because you kissed Riley doesn't make you a bad guy. You are a really great guy, even incredible. People make mistakes. People aren't perfect."

Farkle looked up at Smackle, meeting her gaze.

"Isadora, if there was a such thing at perfect, I'm sure you'd fit the mold. I don't deserve someone as understanding as you. I used to be jealous of you because you surpassed me in school, but your knowledge of this world goes beyond the curriculum."

She laughed, grabbing his hand. "Then as your superior, I'll help you with your problem. It's okay to make mistakes. We were perfect for each other in middle school, but high school is different. We are gonna continue to grow and to feel. Things happen for a reason, even if science can't explain them."

"So is this goodbye?"

"No," she smiled, "this is hello. I'm not the same girl you knew in middle school and you surely aren't the same Farkle I knew. Do you understand?"

He didn't know how he should respond. He wanted to say that he understood and got it completely, but things were still hazy.

"Okay Minkus, listen up. I'm gonna put this in our language." She turned the entire body towards him. "We were like bonds that didn't share electrons equally. We became a polar covalent bond. We worked together, but we always end up making weaker bonds with others. We need to break apart and find someone who will make us nonpolar, who will make us strong. The feelings will be stronger and similar. Our bond is just ready to break." This made sense. Science finally did explain people, just not in the way he ever thought could be possible.

He stood up, nodding. She pulled herself up, pulling him into a hug.

"Just because we'll find other bonds, doesn't mean we can't still interact. You still are my partner and my best friend," Smackle whispered.

"Thank you- thank you for everything."

Maya was sitting on her bed with Zay when she got a text from Farkle. She patted Zay's arm before opening it up. She read the five shocking words over and over.

Smackle broke up with me.

Maya looked over to Zay whose face had gone pale. He looked at Maya and back down at the phone too stunned to speak.

"I thought she was gonna understand," Maya said. She frowned, swallowing down uncertainty. She didn't expect Smackle not to understand and dump him. She whipped up her phone, dialing Farkle's number.

"Farkle?" She said through the phone when the ringing stopped. "You okay buddy?"

Static met her on the other end of the line, she looked down at her phone to make sure she did indeed call Farkle.

"I'm okay and I'm not okay," Maya barely made out the words as Farkle whispered them in. "I told Smackle everything and how she was the one I wanted to be with. I think she sees something in me that I don't. She said that we've changed and that we needed to share our electrons with other people. I just, I guess I didn't expect her to be okay with all this. It's like she was waiting for an opportunity to end things with me. I-" Maya wasn't really sure what Farkle was trying to get at. He was rambling, a very Farkle thing to do when he wanted to fill his mind so he couldn't focus on other things. Farkle didn't speak into the phone again. She was worried what he was doing.

She motioned to Zay and mouthed Smackle's name. Zay nodded and waved Maya goodbye as he left her house. "Farkle, meet me at Topanga's." She didn't give a rhyme or reason, though it was obvious why, and hung up. She grabbed her jacket and slide out her window.

"Maya, I choose-"

"You chose Riley!" She says, a stern look in her eyes trying to quit him from talking.

"Would you let me speak?" He huffed, "Remember when we doing the project on Thomas Jefferson? Just listen, please." He knew she thought he would be angry, but he wasn't. He grabbed her hand. "I choose you."

"Still, even by choosing me, you chose Riley. That's who I've been lately."

"Maya, I know you and the Maya I choose isn't Riley." He searched her eyes, realization finally whirled in her head that Lucas chose her and only her.

"No," Maya mumbled, closing her eyes, "no you didn't."

"Maya-"

"You didn't choose me because I'm no longer a choice." Her eyes had stayed closed entire time as she spit it out.

"Maya, what are you doing?"

"Pushing you into her lap this time," she grabbed his elbow, giving a forced smile, "she deserves to be happy...and so do you. You will find happiness with her. Who wouldn't?"

"Lucas?" He looked up immediately, ashamed that his mind had gotten sidetracked on his date with his girlfriend.

Girlfriend.

The name for Riley still sounded weird. It's not that he didn't love Riley or want to be with her. It's that he still, after all this time, wasn't sure exactly what he felt for her. Everything at the ski lodge had happened so fast and so emotionless, he wasn't sure any of it was real.

But it was real he reminded himself, giving Riley's hand a little extra squeeze. She smiled back. Her smile almost convinced him that she was happy to be here, but it was her eyes that told another story. They were darker than usually, more distant than ever. Looking in to her eyes was like opening your eyes in complete darkness. You knew things were surrounding you, but no indication that anything really was.

They sat there in silence, each trying to create a conversation every once in a while, but failing miserably.

It wasn't until Lucas caught sight of her long, golden hair, the entire day turned around.

Zay knocked on her door three times before Smackle opens up.

"Hey," she says shyly, still hiding behind her door. "What brings you to my door Isaiah?"

"I wanted to make sure you were okay? Farkle told Maya and I. I didn't know if you needed to talk." He saw the vacant look in her face as if he was speaking a different language. "But I can go if- if-"

She shook her head quickly, her cheeks turning bright red, "No- I mean-" she huffed, angry that she couldn't quite express how she was feeling, "I'd love some company. I'm still trying to understand everything."

She motioned him in and led him to her couch. She sat down, her hands in her lap.

"Have you ever broken up with someone?" She looked over at Zay, who hadn't taken his eyes off her since entering. She nodded catching his drift. "If this is too weird, please don't feel like you have to stay. I know we aren't the best of friends yet. I'm still finding my way into this group." She tried to smile, thinking of all the things that ended when she broke up with Farkle.

Would their friend group still want her in it? After all it seemed that she was only there because of Farkle. She bit her bottom lip scared for what lied ahead. She jumped when a hand touched her shoulder.

"Smackle, you are one of us," he was sincere and serious, a side of Zay Smackle had never seen before, "and just because we aren't the best of friends yet doesn't mean we can't change that. I had a great time at the Ski Lodge with you. I wouldn't have come to check on you if I didn't care."

Smackle's face lit up and she was surprised she touched her cheek when it flushed. She had never felt this feeling before and she was extremely unsure of herself right now. She licked her lips, thinking of anything to say before this moment ran him away.

"And yes, to answer your question, I have broken up with someone." His eyes were suddenly distant and torn from hers. "But it was mutual and it felt right." His eyes reconnected with hers. "The rest of the gang met Vanessa. She was everything I wanted in a girl. Beautiful, smart, and the slightest bit of funny. She was exactly like me in every way and I always assumed we would be together forever."

Smackle waited for him to continue, but he just broke the conversation there staring down at his hands.

"And?" Smackle asked, comparing everything in his relationship to hers.

"And I realized that we were too similar. Did I like her? Of course, who wouldn't like Vanessa. She will always be my first love and that will always mean something. I know that Vanessa and my relationship will only help me with my future ones, you know?"

And Smackle did know. She understood everything she was feeling because he had felt it to. She didn't know her hand had laid itself on his hand until he covered hers with his. She looked up and faintly smiled.

"Thank you for checking on me Isaiah. I know you didn't have to, but you did. Thank you!"

He laughed, "If you tell any of our friends that I'm actually soft, you might take back your thanks."

"I've got chess in my room if you want to stay a little longer?" She offered, swallowing the pounding in her chest.

"Ready to be smoked?"

Riley meets his eyes when he walks through Topanga's door. She looks up at Lucas, who has the exact same expression on his face. This is too soon for her to see Farkle. She watches as Maya see them, slapping her hand on Farkle's chest and pushing them back out of the door. She is too speechless to say anything though her mind is screaming to do so. She's even more stunned when Lucas is the one to speak.

"Wait," falls from his mouth as he stands up and rushes out the door to catch them. Riley follows, running into Lucas as she reaches to outside. Everyone's eyes were wandering from each other, trying to see through. Riley could feel the tension building between the four of them. She looks up at Lucas waiting for an explanation and then it hit her. He didn't have a plan. He blindly walked into this deadly battle. She raked her brain for anything to say. Unfortunately, Maya beats her to it.

"Well Huckleberry, you gathered the herd, what have you got to say?" Though Riley, Farkle, and Lucas towered over Maya, she was by far the fiercest and most demanding in the group. Riley wish she could slink down and hide.

"Where's Zay?" Riley comes up with, looking at Maya, trying to calm her down.

"He's at Smackle's. He wanted to comfort her," the words slice through the air. The light bulb not only went off in Riley's head, it exploded, shattering into a million different shards. Farkle had told Maya and Zay. This left Lucas out of everything. Had Farkle and Maya expected her to have already told him? She chased Farkle's gaze and suddenly Farkle knew too.

"Oh," he raised his eyebrow, "you didn't tell your boyfriend we-" before he could finish, Riley's hand was over his mouth, dragging him back into Topanga's. She let go, shutting the door behind him.

"Farkle!" She folded her arms, suppressing all the emotions that were attacking her.

"You didn't tell him."

"You didn't want me to," she retorted. Wait, Zay was with Smackle? "Why is Zay at Smackle's?"

"Riley..." She took in a deep breath and sat down on the closest chair. Smackle had broken up with Farkle. She didn't need him to say it to know.

"This is all my fault," she mumbled, squeezing her eyes shut.

Farkle moved his way around and sat down on the table in front of her, putting his hands on her knees. "Hey, none of this is your fault. It was Smackle's decision and it wasn't because we-" he stopped and collected himself, "because of what happened between us." Her heart fell when he didn't even recognize it as a kiss.

"And she wouldn't have, had I not kissed you. If you didn't slip up, she could have grown to love you."

"No Riles, she said she knew for a long time we weren't going to work."

"But had we not kissed, she wouldn't have any reason to not try and work it out."

"Riles-"

"Why don't you hate me yet?" She spit out, her entire face flushing.

"What?" Confusion slapped him in the face. A quizzical look formed on his face.

"This would all be easier if you hated me."

"I could never hate you-"

She interrupted him again, fire growing in her voice, "But you should! I not only kissed you when you had a girlfriend, I turned around and got together with your best friend not even five minuted after, and now, even after your girlfriend breaks up with you because of us you still don't hate me! You. Should. Hate. Me." She adds emphasis to the last few words, trying to get through to his genius brain.

He doesn't reply for a moment, removing his hands from her knees, pressing his lips into a straight line.

"What do you want Riley? What would hating you accomplish?" His eyes draw heavy on her and it causes her to squirm in her seat.

"It's help me let go..." She shakes her head, "it'd help me let go of you and I could be happy with Lucas. I should be happy with Lucas."

Maya cursed Riley under her breath for leaving them two alone. Lucas looked down at Maya, his expression broken.

"Please tell me you are at least happier with Riley than you are right now?" All she wanted was Riley to be happy, she had to be happy.

"What about your happiness?" He asks, his eyes searching her face.

"I would rather be miserable for the rest of my life to guarantee Riley's happiness. It has never mattered as long as Riley is happy."

She was nervous to be with Lucas here and alone. She felt vulnerable. She couldn't help but feel like Riley's committee had failed her in a way. The three people who love her the most are struggling to keep her happy. Her mind becomes distant, she barely feels Lucas's hand on her cheek.

"You deserve to be happy," he whispers, emotion draining from his face.

"One day I know I will be, I was at the Ski Lodge. It just wasn't with you." She pushes him farther. She knew he'll think it was a lie, but she was telling the truth.

"You're lying," he replies, knowing she isn't.

"Josh-"

"Please don't say his name," Lucas says, his face hardening. He knew Maya would do anything to push him away.

"Lucas when are you going to realize that I will never be happy with you?"

"Maya, you don't mean that."

"You shouldn't have ever chosen between us. You should have let us both go. If you're happy with one, the other is hurting. Once one of us is hurting, we both hurt. This was a mess from the start."

She gulped when he didn't reply. He turned toward the door and then looked back at Maya.

"Promises me you'll find happiness?"

"I promise, promise me you'll let both of us go?"

"I promise,"

Part 3 will most likely be the end to this trilogy. Hope you enjoyed. Next up is another Riarkle, then Lucaya and then Markle. Thanks for reading!