(Another installment of prom, thanks again of sharing your thoughts on the story with me!)

Maya's POV

"Why is he looking at her like that?" I asked. Farkle looked over at Riley and Lucas, and then back to me.

"Because he's happy he won Prom King."

Farkle reasoned.

Riley's POV

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked Lucas as we danced slowly.

"Like what?" he asked.

"Like we're still sitting on a horse riding off into the sunset together," I said.

"Well, when we were on that horse, I put a crown on you and told you that to me you were a princess. And now here we are, both wearing crowns. I'm your king and you're my queen."

I couldn't help but smile. His smile has always been contagious that way.

"Lucas, if you don't stop talking like this-"

"Like what? You must like what I'm saying. I can see you smiling and blushing."

"And do you really think that's appropriate?" I asked him.

"We're just talking, Riley" he said.

Maya's POV

"They're just talking, Maya" Farkle tried to reassure me. "They're just talking and dancing like we are," he said.

"Farkle, look at them," I demanded.

He looked.

"Now look at us," I said.

He turned his head back to me.

"Now tell me it's the same."

He said nothing.

"What do you think is going on then?" He asked me.

I stared at them. Haley was staring too. And they didn't even notice. They were too focused on each other to notice their dates watching them.

"Maya, why did you stop dancing?" Farkle asked.

I was so fixated on them I didn't even realize that I had stopped.

"Look at her," I said. "She looks happy."

"Of course, she's happy. She just got crowned Prom Queen," he said. "And her date is the most beautiful girl in the room."

"Don't let Smackle hear you say that." I teased.

"Why? She probably has a better chance with you than I do," he teased back.

I smiled because he's probably right.

Riley's POV

"I just can't help but wonder-" Lucas started.

"You should probably stop letting yourself wonder," I cut him off.

"I shouldn't have let you go. When you told me you thought we were like brother and sister, I should have told you that I could never see you as my sister. I never should have let you push me and Maya together. I should have fought for you," he said.

Why? Why are you telling me this Lucas? It's not like we can go back and change any of it, and even if we could, why would I want to?

"I ruined everything," he said.

Maya's POV

"I ruined everything," I said.

"What?" Farkle responded.

"I pushed her into his lap on the subway because I wanted her to be happy. I shouldn't have said that they were like brother and sister, because I was wrong. They liked each other. But when Riley thought I liked him, I trusted her and I let her push Lucas and I together in Texas and I shouldn't have. Because look at them, Farkle, how perfect would this moment have been for them if they could have played out their love story. The love story that I set in motion in the first place. She would've gotten everything she wanted if I didn't complicate everything."

"Maya," Farkle placed his hand on my chin and turned my head to face him.

"Sure, she liked him. But you're the one she loves," he reassured me.

"How can you be so sure?" I questioned.

"It doesn't take a genius to know that the most important person is Riley Matthew's world has always been Maya Hart."

Riley's POV

"If I never let you go, then we'd be together right now. Just think about how perfect this moment would have been for us, Riley?" he said.

I don't want to think about that. Sure, there was a part of me that used to want that. I remember that part of me well. That part of me dreamed about this moment with this boy. But when Maya kissed me, everything changed.

"Lucas, you were the first boy I ever liked. You will always be special to me. And this moment is perfect, and I'll cherish it forever," I told him sincerely.

"But," I continued, "don't let getting caught up in the past make you miss out on the present. I'm with Maya now. And you're here with Haley. We're both very lucky," I said.

Maya's POV

"I wreck everything I touch," I said.

"What? No you don't, Maya." Farkle argued.

"I do. I did. Just look at how I wrecked the Rucas ship."

"What's a Rucas ship?" he asked, confused.

I could feel tears starting to well up. I didn't want to cry on the dance floor so I abruptly left Farkle and headed towards the restroom.

"Maya, are you okay?" He called after me.

"I'll be fine," I called back without looking at him. I didn't want him to see the tear that escaped.