Maya POV
Auditorium
This balcony set is going to take longer than I thought, goodbye free time! Riley is rehearsing right now. She is so confident on stage, I can't wait until opening night, so everyone else can see her shine. I see Ms. Eberwein heading my way, I hope she doesn't mind how behind schedule I am.
"Maya, glad I caught you, we have a new volunteer for set design! I thought you could work together on the balcony set." Ms. Eberwein suggests. So, she definitely notices how behind I am. Now I have to work with someone, Barf!
"Sure, of course, but why did you think of me?" I ask, out of curiosity, maybe she will admit what she is really thinking. Probably not, she's a teacher, she's not allowed to be honest.
"Oh, because he's in out sculpting class, so I thought you would know him. Brandon, you know him, right?" She says. Of course its Brandon!
"Yes, I sure do." I say with a smile. I see Brandon walk into the room towards us. His smirk clear, even from across the room
" Thanks, Maya!" Ms. Eberwein says and gives my arm an affectionate squeeze. She walks towards the masquerade party set.
"Hey, Hart" Brandon says. Here we go
"Fancy meeting you here, Rebel. What brings you to the theatre?" I say in a bad English accent
" I had some free time and I heard this is where my people hang out." Brandon says
"By people, you mean…?" I question
"The art nerds, of course!" He says like it's the most obvious thing in the world
"Are you calling me an art nerd?" I ask, feigning hurt
"What if I am?" He asks softly. Damn, he's good. It almost makes me weak in the knees.
"I guess, you wouldn't be wrong." I say, continuing our weird banter
"Good to know, now where do I start?" Rebel questions, ending our banter
"You can start with the shrubs, I want to make them look as realistic as possible." I command
"Whatever you say, boss!" He says, while saluting me, what a weirdo!
"Hmm, Boss? I like the sound of that" I say honestly
"Of course you do." He says with a smirk.
Matthew's residence
Riley POV
The plan was to watch a movie, and we did for about five minutes. The lights came off and before I knew it we were horizontal. I love making out with him, and the feel of his lips on my neck, but I'm terrified that the twins will wake up any moment, ruining our moment. Thank god, Auggie is at Dewey's house, otherwise I would never been able to have Lucas over. I feel his hands on my stomach, playing with the hem of my shirt, I know what he's thinking and I am just about to give him the go ahead to pull if off, when my phone goes off, reminding me my parents are due home in 20. Lucas gives me one last long kiss before sitting up.
" That was fun." I say, not knowing what else to say. Lucas laughs
" That's one word for it. Hopefully we will get more alone time soon." He says, while putting his shirt back on
"What about tomorrow night?" I ask
" I can't, I have Matt's party. What about Monday? " He reminds me. I guess he can't skip a party to go to second base with his girlfriend, weird priorities if you ask me.
"On Monday, I get out of rehearsal early." I suggest
" Shoot, practice always goes late on Mondays. Tuesday?" He suggests, this is harder than I thought
" Late rehearsal" I simply say and frown
" What about Wednesday after my game? I can skip pizza with the guys and you can help me celebrate our victory." He says suggestively and starts to kiss my neck. I gently push him away
"Lucas, my parents will be home soon, don't start again. Were getting close to opening night, so I have rehearsal on Wednesdays now" I point out
" Oh, okay, but you can make my game, right?" He asks
"I'm sorry, babe. I have to work on the costumes. I'm going to miss this one." I say
"Wait, what?" He questions, clearly upset
"Please, don't make me feel bad Lucas!" I plead
" Riley, I'm not trying to, but you have to understand this is an important game for me. If I do well on Wednesday they are going to let me play with the varsity team, at homecoming. I need you there. Please skip the costumes." He pleads with me, holding my gaze
" Lucas, I can't skip it, we have a deadline to make, everyone in the costume department has to take turns staying late this week to meet our deadlines." I explain
" Can't you just switch days with someone?" He suggests
" Maybe, but I'm also in the play, so I have to work around rehearsal." I explain, this conversation is getting really old really fast.
" So you can switch." He says. Did I not just explain this to him? What about what I want to do?
"Lucas, I just don't want to, leave it alone." I exclaim with anger. The look on his makes me want to take it all back. I handled this all wrong, please words come back
" Good to know. I better go." Lucas says while working towards the door.
" Lucas, I'm sorry that came out wrong." I explain, trying to make up
"Its fine, Riley. I wouldn't want to get in the way of you and your little play." He says. Now I'm not sorry. So I have to drop my life to support his hobbies, but he belittles mine. Not fair.
" You know what, Lucas. Have fun at your jock party, sorry I'm not cool enough for you to bring with you." I say, even though I know its not fair, but I'm so angry right now.
" Riley, its not like that, I want to take you! Its just-" He starts to explain, but I can't handle this argument anymore.
" Good night, Lucas." I say assertively
" Whatever, Riley." He says, walking out the door. I slammed the door behind him and burst into tears. I'm not afraid that we wont make up because I know we will, but this fight is different than other ones we have had. It's more serious. It's about things that matter to us. What I am afraid of is, that it's the first of many.
Maya's room
Farkle POV
I knock on the Maya's door after Katy let me in, I need to talk to someone who can convince me I'm just going crazy, and Maya is the perfect person for that. Maya yells for me to come in. I enter the room as Maya continues to paint at her easel, no wonder she wouldn't answer her phone, she was too busy painting.
"Farkle, What brings you here?" She asks, when she finally notices me.
" I need to talk to you about something. I tried to call, but there was no answer." I point out
" Sorry, I didn't hear my phone, I have been trying to get this done for the art show next month." Maya explains
" Well, it looks great so far." I say, taking in the portrait of two young girls, holding hands on the playground, figuring out right away it must be a painting of a memory of Riley and Maya.
"Thanks, so what did you want to talk about?" she questions, putting down her paintbrush and giving me her full attention.
" I think Lucas's and my bromance is in trouble!" I blurt out
"Excuse me, what?" She says while laughing. It's not that funny
"He didn't invite me to that party, its weird." I point out, trying to defend my case
"Oh, Farkle, you have nothing to worry about." Maya says trying to reassure me, but she's still laughing at me, so it's sort of confusing.
" You think so?" I ask
" I know so, this is Ranger Rick were talking about, his middle name is loyal. He probably just didn't want to deal with his evil jock friends making fun of you." She says, making a good point
" They do that?" I question, I shouldn't, she's too honest
"Really? I'm sure they do." She confirms, like it's the most obvious thing in the world.
"So, you don't think he's slowly ditching me?" I ask, getting back on topic
"No, I think your bromance is safe." She says and I know she means it.
Good, because I finally have a girlfriend and I'm going to need his advice more often." I say, relieved
"Oh, I'm sure he has stuff to tell you." She mentions, Clearly amused
" What's with the smirk, what kind of stuff?" I ask, curious as to what she is hinting at. She just looks at me and wiggles both her eyebrows. No way! What an asshole, withholding information like that from me. Dirty dog
"Oh seriously, tell me what you know?" I demand
"I'll let cowboy tell you." She says, that's so not fair
"That's not fair, it's going to be like pulling teeth! He will say he has to "respect Riley", why can't he just be a normal dude and brag." I say, mostly kidding
" I'm sure his jock buddies say the same thing." She says, serious for a moment
" I take back what I said." I say
" I thought you would. Do you feel better now? Can I get back to my painting?" She asks, trying to act annoyed but I know her too well
" Oh, Maya! I know you secretly love being a good friend." I point out
"Shut up, Farkle, you can't prove anything." She says, but smiles letting me know I'm right.