(Authors Note: I'm sorry it's been awhile since my last update. I've been in Los Angeles the past week because I went to a live taping of Girl Meets World! I got to be in the audience for the Girl Meets Sweet Sixteen episode that will air sometime in September, I believe. It was amazing. I met Rowan, Sabrina, Ben, and Ceci. I posted photos and videos from the taping on my fan account on instagram, it's girlmeetsfortunecookie :-)

Maya's POV

Riley and I followed Farkle and Smackle into the lobby of his high-rise. It was way fancier than any of our apartment buildings. This one had a friendly doorman and marble floors. Lucas and Haley followed behind us.

"The passenger elevator is closed right now for scheduled maintenance, so we have to take the service elevator," Farkle said.

"You have two different elevators?" I asked.

"Yeah most buildings, like this do. The main one leaves you at the front door of the apartment, and the service leaves you at the back door," Farkle explained.

We walked into the service elevator where the operator greeted Farkle. They exchanged friendly conversation. His name was Chris and he asked us all how we enjoyed prom. Seems like a nice guy.

"Farkle, what's a service elevator for? Why is it called that?" Riley asked.

He answered, "It's for service employees of residents to access the apartments, like repairmen, contractors doing renovations, deliveries, dog walkers, nannies, housekeepers-"

"You have a housekeeper?!" I asked, surprised even though I shouldn't be.

"Yeah, both of my parents are really busy so the housekeeper helps out. My parents aren't even home tonight." Farkle explained.

"What? Where are they?" Riley asked.

"My dad is out of town on a business trip. My mom is uptown at some kind of fundraising gala for an organization that they support. She'll be home later on tonight, just not sure when," he explained.

"Does she know that we're coming over?" Ranger Rick asked. How typical of Mr. Perfect to make sure we're abiding by the rules.

"She knows. She trusts me, and she knows we're all good kids, well except Maya," Farkle remarked.

I hit his arm.

"Ow."

"You had it coming," I said.

We walked into Farkle's huge penthouse condo. The service entrance lead us into his spacious, beautiful kitchen. I'm pretty sure my entire apartment could fit into his kitchen. Smackle helped him grab some snacks and sodas for everyone. He carried them through the swinging door into what seemed to be the living room. He turned on the tv to a music channel.

"If you guys, want to check out the rooftop, its two floors up, just go up the main stairs. I'm going to head down and bring up the rest of our classmates," Farkle said. "Mi casa es su casa! Enjoy."

I took Riley by the hand and lead her toward the main stairs, but she was reluctant to follow.

"Don't you want to check out the rooftop, Riles?" I asked.

"I don't know, Maya. We are really, really high up." She responded, unsure.

"Exactly. We can probably see the whole city from here," I said.

"I don't know if it's a good idea, since I was feeling dizzy earlier," Riley said.

I nodded. "You're right. It's too high, and the air is too thin." I agreed.

"I'll make it up to you. We'll go to the Top of the Rock or something," she offered.

"Don't even worry about it, honey." I said.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Riley said, as she turned and wandered down the hall.

"Okay, I'll just be in here with-," I returned to the living room and saw that it was just me and Haley. "Uh oh."

"Let me guess, Lucas went to the bathroom?," I addressed Haley.

"I don't suppose Riley went to a different bathroom." Haley hoped.

"Could be, this place is a mansion. Who knows how many bathrooms there are? Where's Smackle?" I asked.

"Getting more drinks and snacks," Haley answered.

"Well, I guess our plan is failing at the moment." I said

"I guess keeping them away from each other is going to be harder than I thought." Haley said.

"I would go try to find him, but I don't even know where anything is and this place seems endless," she added.

"I've been here before. It was awhile ago, but I think I remember where to find a bathroom. I'll go look." I volunteered.

Riley's POV

I finally found the bathroom after opening three different doors that turned out to be two closets and a staircase. I could tell because it had a mirror and a sink in front of the door, but the door was locked. I waited, and out came Lucas. Of course. Of course we would both have to go to the bathroom at the same time, because the universe hates me.

He washed his hands quickly. I tried to walk behind him but he stepped back as he was drying his hands, so that he was directly in my path. "You never answered my question," he said.

I sighed and tried to walk around him, but he grabbed my hand and held onto it.

"Please, Riley."

"You shouldn't be holding my hand, Lucas" I said.

Maya's POV

I heard Lucas and Riley talking and followed their voices. I was going to turn into the powder room, but I stopped abruptly. I could see their reflections in the mirror from the hallway. I blinked. Nope, still there. Am I really seeing this? Are they holding hands?

"I'm so tired of being 'Lucas the good', always doing what I should do. It's Lucas time," he said.

"No, Lucas. It's not. You know when Lucas time was? Lucas time was when I spent ten months waiting for you to ask me to the semi-formal. I hoped for some big romantic gesture, and I got it, from Charlie Gardner. Not from you. That was Lucas time. You should have asked me to the semi-formal instead of taking me for granted." Riley said.

WHOA. Riley, as your best friend, I am so proud of you for sticking up for yourself and telling him off right now. As your girlfriend, I can't believe you still resent Lucas for that. It seems like it was ages ago. Why does that still bother you so much?

"You're right, Riley. It's like your dad taught us. History is filled with missed opportunities," Lucas said.

"Yeah. Ya know what else he taught us? That every event in history comes from people feeling something, then acting on those feelings," Riley said.

Lucas stepped closer to Riley. He still held onto her hand, and he took her face and held it with his free hand. Huckleberry, how could do this to me? Riley, why are you letting him?

"Or sometimes," Riley continued. "Being smart enough not to." She pulled his hand away from her face and shook her other hand free from his grasp. She walked around him into the bathroom and closed the door. Lucas kicked the wastebasket in frustration.

I quickly hid in a closet as he started to leave the powder room. I listened as his footsteps grew distant. I waited until I heard Riley come out and I waited for her footsteps to grow distant as well. When I knew I wasn't within ear shot of anyone I let go of the tears I was holding back. I sobbed to myself. Now I knew, and so did he. That she really did still have feelings for him and was just choosing not to act on them. I suppose I should be happy that she's choosing me, but it's a bittersweet victory at best.