I don't own Girl Meets World or anything you may recognise. (Except Brenda, Brenda's mine.)

Riley's POV:

I sigh deeply as I am asked once again about how much alcohol Lucas consumed.

"I'm not sure" I say again "I was only with him in the half an hour before he passed out"

The doctor nods slowly, and examines Lucas' limp body. Her eyes hold a sadness to them, causing my heart to race with anticipation.

"Is he okay?" I ask in a barely audible whisper.

The doctor's heavy eyes meet mine, and she once again shakes her head.

"He banged his head pretty hard" Is all she gives me.

"Meaning?" I urge.

"Meaning,we don't know what state he's in. The head injury plus the alcohol poisoning could do a lot of damage"

I thank her and swallow deeply. Even I don't want anything bad to happen to Lucas. I check the time realising it's close to midnight. My parent's will want me home soon.

"I have to go. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow that's quite early in the morning, is that okay?" I ask her.

"Would it be okay for you to stay? I know I shouldn't ask this, but the boy doesn't seem to have any close relations. It would be nice for him to wake up to a familiar face. We could always transfer your appointment so that you can have it here"

I self consciously touch my left side, running my fingers down the rubbery skin. My face is not one to wake up to. I am about to decline, until my eyes drift to the unconscious green eyed boy. My heart aches at the thought of him waking up to no one. Even he doesn't deserve that kind of pain.

"Okay" I agree.

I wake up to the bright sunlight, streaming through an open window. My eyes stay shut as I inwardly groan at where I am. My back aches from sleeping in an uncomfortable chair, and my head spins from dehydration. The room purely smells of hospital, bringing back bad memories from a few years back.

With much effort I manage to get up, not wanting to be late for my appointment. I leave my stuff in the room, assuming that I will be back in here later. I make my way through the hospital hallways, only stopping to ask a nurse what section I'm meant to be in. She points me in the right direction, and I eventually find the room. I hold my breath as I push the heavy door ajar, opening fully when I have calmed myself.

"Ah, you must be Riley" greets a middle aged women, with bright blonde curls.

"That's me" I chuckle awkwardly.

"I'm Doctor Brown, but you can call me Brenda. Everyone does"

"Well hi then, Brenda" I smile, already warming up to the women. She's one of the first doctors that doesn't hold a judgemental look in her eyes. She makes me feel like more of a person than a project.

"Reading your files I can see that you suffered a burning injury a few years back. How are you coping?" she asks, offering a genuine question.

"I'm doing okay, it can be hard, but I'm okay"

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry. But from here..." she says, reading her computer "it seems like your health is fine. Of course except for the vision in your left eye which was damaged by the fire. Apart from that is everything okay?"

My hand moves below my left eye, the vision in it nearly completely gone. I've lost hope that it will ever improve. I soon snap out of my self pity, and assure her that everything is okay.

"I actually booked this appointment to ask you something" I admit.

"Okay sweetie, what is it?"

"I was considering getting plastic surgery, and wanted to get a doctors permission first"

"Plastic surgery" she repeats, in utter shock.

I look down, embarrassment making its way to my cheeks.

"Well I'm almost 18, but I just needed to be sure it was safe since it will be on my face and all" I mutter mostly to myself.

"Honey" she starts " No, don't do this. Your beautiful and trust me I know what true beauty is"

I sigh, catching a glance of myself in the mirror across the room. I'm hideous. No boy will even look at me, yet alone talk to me. People are scared of me, who wouldn't be when my face isn't even symmetrical anymore. My left eye droops and I can barely see out of it anymore. My lips are puffy and chapped. My skin is like rubber, even causing my skin to be slightly darker in colour. Even my hairline has receded a bit. I don't recognise who I am anymore, and I don't think I ever will.

"This is what I want" I say with a deep determination in my voice " anything to stop me looking like this"

Brenda scans my eyes for any signs of doubt, but I guess there isn't any since she responds with...

"Where do I sign?"

I clutch the package with all that I need to know about the surgery, my heart races at the thought of having a normal life again. Soon I would have a chance. A chance at friendships, a chance at love, a chance at life.

I soon reach Lucas room, noting that he is not yet awake when I walk in. I sit silently for a while, barely able to prevent the giddy smile on my lips. I read over my booklet, avoiding all the things to do with the pain and potential after shock. To be honest I don't really care. As long as the end result is me looking and feeling beautiful, I'll be happy.

I look up when I hear a few noises, but dismiss it as soon as they die down. It then happens again and again, until I walk over to where there coming from. It takes me a while to realise that it's coming from directly where Lucas lies. I look over at him, his lips parted and moving slightly. He's seems to be still unconscious, how is this happening?

"Riley I'm sorry. I love you" he mutters

WHAT?

Hey guys, ohhhh Lucas is a dead man, lol.

OMG GIRL MEETS SKI LODGE WAS THE BOMB, MY OTPS FINALLY HAPPENED. THE RUCAS SCENE WAS SOOOO CUTE, HE'S GONNA BUY HER A SANDWICH, A DRINK...AND CAKE! (I'm dead!) JOSHAYA WAS CUTE TOO, YAY FOR THE LONG GAME (okay I need to calm down, lol) hope you guys enjoyed this, please comment, add and favourite.

Also what do you guys think is happening to gmw? Do you think it's been cancelled or has just been moved to freeform?

Until next time,

hintofmint x

(I'm so giddy right now)