I blink as I feel my eyelids open due to the heavy sunlight streaming through my window. My head snaps to the left when I hear husky mumbling.

Everything from last night suddenly floods back to me, I invited Lucas to sleepover because Riley was hooking up with Farkle.

I look over at the dark blonde haired boy once again, he looked so peaceful and innocent when he was asleep.

"Pancakes..." I hear him murmur in his sleep causing me to burst out into a fit of giggles.

Who would of thought, Fuckboy Friar would be dreaming about pancakes?

I wince as I see my laugher is causing him to move and wriggle a lot more frequently.

A loud groan escapes his lips as he burys his head even deeper into Riley's pillow.

Shit I think I've woke him.

Relief floods through me when I hear a small snore escape his lips.

I hear my phone let out a loud bleep causing me to mentally curse, I check my phone and see that it's an email from one of my professors.

Shit.

I didn't hand in my essay last night.

Holy fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Mother fucker!" I curse out.

"Good morning to you too" Lucas murmurs as he rolls over and looks at me with an adorable confused expression.

"I forgot to hand in my essay!"

I quickly get out of bed and race towards my woredrobe which stood in the corner of my room.

I let out a loud yelp as my left foot gets caught in an item of clothing which had been left in the floor, which causes me to land flat face with the floor.

A loud laugh escapes the sea-green eyed boys lips from the other end of the room.

I pout, "I'm not having a good day..."

"No shit, blondie" He remarks.

"I need to find my professor!" I state suddenly, as I rumage through my woredrobe for a pair of jeans because all I'm currently wearing is an oversized t-shirt.

"It's one essay, it'll be fine"

"It won't be fine!" I cry out, "I need to get this art internship, this summer and I need a completely perfect record!"

"You worry too much"

I shake my head as I grab a pair of black ripped jeans from the bottom of my woredrobe, "I worry the perfect amount"

"You're neurotic" Lucas states dryly as he rubs his eyes.

I narrow my eyes, "I am NOT neurtoic!"

"Because that was convincing" He murmurs as he sits up and looks around the room with a confused expression.

I shake my head, "Listen, just let yourself out pretty boy, I really can't fuck this up"

"Where's your professor at anyway blondie?" He asks as he places his shirt back on.

"She's in the 'Hamilington Building', which is all the way across campus!" I whine loudly as I find my boots on the floor and quickly slide them onto my feet.

Lucas snorts, "It's like a two minuet walk, you're being dramatic"

I roll my eyes before I make my way over towards my desk and find my essay sat perfectly, in a plastic wallet. I grab it and flee my dorm without saying goodbye the sea-green eyed beauty sat on my roommates bed. I brace myself before I begin running towards the buidling where my old-grumpy ass professor is waiting to roast my sorry ass.

I groan loudly as I feel my feet ache due to the heeled boots I was wearing and the sprinting I was practically doing.

Relief floods inside of me when I can see the building in-front of me, come on Maya just move your little legs even faster.

I prepare myself for the worst before I push the double doors open, luckily this building was only built for the art department so there wasn't any stairs and it was fairly small compared to others on campus.

I attempt to even out my breath before I go face-to-face with Professor Rowlins.

My hands begin to sweat slightly as I knock on her classroom door.

Shit, shit, shit.

She's gonna scream at me.

Fuck.

I'm going to cry.

Literal tears are going to spill out of my eyes.

The door swings open to reveal my fourty-seven year old professor who's expression was far from happy.

"Miss. Hart, I expected better from you"

I flinch, "I-I know, I'm really sorry it's just-"

"She was tutoring me all night" A voice interjects from behind me.

My eyes widen when I see a slightly red faced Lucas standing behind me with a charming smile across his face.

Professor Rowlins giggles slightly, "And who might you be?"

What the fuck?

The old hag, can actually laugh?!

Lucas winks towards her before shaking her hand, "I'm Lucas Friar, M'am"

"You most certainly are" She murmurs as she eyes him up as if he was the last slab of meat, at the deli counter.

"So, is Maya okay with handing her essay in now? Because I'd really hate for to get in trouble because of me"

Professor Rowlins eyes me up with distain before nods, "Just this once Maya"

I nod as a smile errupts onto my face, "Thank you!"

"You should bring your boyfriend too class sometime"

"Oh he's not my-"

"It'd be my pleasure!" Lucas says as gives her a wink before he faces me, "Come on...we need to feed the cats now"

"I'll see you around" She murmurs dreamily as she grabs my essay before going back into her classroom.

I blink.

What the hell just happened?

"Thank you!" I cry out as I turn around too face Lucas, with happiness beaming off me.

Lucas chuckles, "Well it seemed like it meant a lot to you, so I thought I'd help you out"

I feel my stomach flutter wildly.

No one has ever been that considerate towards me before.

"It means a lot"

"Seem as I just helped you out, I think you should buy me breakfast"

I nod quickly, "I'll happily buy you breakfast"

"Shall we go the cafe' on the corner?

"Yeah sure" I say simply as I look up at him a small smile.

My eyes widen as I feel a figure roughly collide with me causing a familiar laughter too ring through my ears, obviously it would be Lucas laughing when I get injured.

I snap my head up and see Zay from my art class.

"S-Sorry, I wasn't look" He says as he gives me a warm smile.

I return the smile before shrugging, "I clearly wasn't either"

Zay laughs, "Y-You look nice today.."

"Uh.." I start awkwardly before I laugh slightly.

"Sorry! I shouldn't of said that, you have a boyfriend!"

"Actually she doesn't" Lucas interjects as he moves towards us, "They broke up"

Zay's smile widens, "R-Really'?"

I nod, "Yeah, he was an idiot"

"Well you certainly deserve more than that!"

I narrow my eyes when I hear the dark blonde stood next to me begin to make gagging noises, I quickly shove him away before turning to Zay with a sugary sweet smile.

"Sorry about...him. And you're right, I do deserve better, so much better!"

"Well, why don't I take you out on a date and I'll give you better?"

"Uh..."

"Yes, she says yes!" Lucas says quickly as he takes a step towards us.

"Uh, okay, I'll pick you up at around seven on Friday, how does that sound?"

"That sounds like music to her ears, doesn't it blondie?" The sea-green eyed boy says as he slings an arm around my shoulders.

Zay laughs, "Um, by the way on our date I will be able to speak to Maya won't I?"

"Yes you will" The boy next too me answers causing me to elbow his stomach.

"Yes you will" I correct as I give the boy in-front of me a soft grin.

"Good, I'll see you then"

I stare off into the distance, as I watch Zay walk away from us.

"Look at you blondie, you've been single for one day and you already have a date!"

I narrow my eyes, "I don't want a date!"

His eyebrows furrow together, "What? Why not?"

"I'm not ready, to start dating yet"

"I know what you should do?"

"What?" I ask softly, as we begin walking again.

"I think you should go lesbian, and totally let me watch"

I slap his shoulder, "I already tried at a high-school party, it wasn't my thing"

Lucas whistles, "Blondie, that is hot!"

I feel my cheeks burn slightly as I look up at him with a glare, "I can't believe, you got me a date that I don't want to go on"

"Then cancel, it's not hard"

I look down, "I can't we're in the same class, it'll get awkward"

The dark blonde holds his hands up in defense, "I was just trying to help!"

I sigh, "I know you where, and I did ask you for advice but I don't know if I'm ready"

My eyes widen slightly as Lucas' gently grabs my shoulders and looks down at me.

"Look, it's one date. You're not getting married to the guy, it's one meal, it's nothing"

I roll my eyes, "Obviously, you'd say that! You are incapable of having an actual relationship"

"Wow, you can be hurtful at times blondie" He says teasingly as he releases my shoulders and we continue walking again.

"I'm sure you'll get over it pretty boy"

"I'll get over it a lot faster, if we hurry this along and you buy me breakfast"

I cock my eyebrow up, "Why do you have somewhere to be?"

"I may or may not have scheduled sex in about fifteen to twenty minuets"

I choke slightly, "Y-You have scheduled sex?"

Lucas nods, "Obivously, otherwise how would I be able to fit in all my friends with benefits?"

"You're a pig"

"So what's his name? The guy you're going on a date with"

"Oh he's called Zay, he's a nice guy"

The dark blonde snorts, "I can tell"

My eyes narrow, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"He's like the guy version of you, just desperate to find love and all that shit"

"You say that as if it's a bad thing?"

"Well that depends..."

"On what pretty boy?"

"Well do you want him to propose after two months of dating"

I snort, "I doubt he's going to proprose after two months"

Lucas shrugs before pursing his lips together, "I don't know, he seemed a little forward on the whole giving you better thing"

"He's just a nice guy!" I say as we arrive outside the cafe'

"I told you blondie, there's no such thing as a nice guy" He states as he holds the door open and gestures for me to step inside.

A scoff escapes my lips, "You do realise, that you just said this while holding a door open for me?"

His sea-green eyes roll, "I'm being polite, it doesn't mean I'm a nice guy"

I let out a small huff, "Anyway, what do you want for breakfast then?"

"Pancakes!"

I giggle to myself when I think back to earlier this morning when Lucas was sleep-talking about pancakes.

"What's so funny?"

I give him a teasing grin, "Nothing..."

Lucas furrows his eyebrows before letting out a small laugh, "Okay then..."

"So what's your poison on this fine morning?"

An amused look casts over his face, "What's my posion?"

I nod, "What's your poison?"

"Why are you sounding like a eightys cop right now?"

"I-It's just a saying"

He shakes his head as he holds his hand up, "Well don't say it again"

I roll my eyes, "Fine, what drink do you want with your pancakes?"

"Orange juice please" He says innocently.

I blink, "Fuckboy Friar has manners?"

The dark blonde shrugs, "My meemaw raised me right"

Aw.

Oh my fucking god.

That is offically the cutest thing I've ever heard.

"Honestly, thank you for helping me out earlier" I say softly.

Lucas chuckles, "Don't sweat it blondie, we're friends now right?"

"Yeah, I guess we are"

"Well friends help each other out don't they?"

A small smile graces my lips, "I guess they do"

"Now stop guessing and go get my pancakes!" He says promptly before shoving me lightly before the counter.

IDK, How I feel about this chapter...

I feel as if it was kind of shitty, but I have to admit I did find Lucas very cute, helping out Maya like that.

So who's your favourite character so far?

And what would you like too see happen next?