𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 & 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 ━ girl meets world²

13│DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS

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❛ ʟᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ & ʟᴀᴄᴇ​​​​​​​​​​. ❜ ° . ༄
- ͙۪۪˚   ▎❛ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 ❜   ▎˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
»»————- ꒰ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ
ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴛᴇxᴀs ꒱


❝ SO INSTEAD OF PLAYING
MATCHMAKER, WE JUST
PLAYED OURSELVES ❞

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Farkle Minkus (probably-definitely-maybe) had a crush on her. Miya still wasn't used to this new reality. For so long, she had thought it an impossible dream— he'd made it so obvious that whatever his feelings were hadn't included her— that it was taking her awhile to adjust to it. Each morning she woke up, that would be the first thought that popped into her head. The words were odd; she understood them separately but couldn't quite seemed to comprehend that they applied to her, together. It didn't stop a smile from appearing on her face when she thought of them or the fluttery feeling in her stomach when she remembered the soft but certain confidence of his expression when he'd told her.

However, as happy as having this knowledge made her, it also only made it more daunting to talk to him. She didn't know how to act around her best friend anymore. He said he'd needed time to figure things out, time that she was happy to give him, but what exactly did that mean? Did he want space? Should she avoid him so he could think about whatever he needed to? Should she be around him more so he could confirm his feelings? She had so many questions about what he was looking for— he'd never been one for signs like Riley and Maya— but no answers as to how to help him, if she even could. Maybe this was something he had to figure out on his own and her presence only made things more confusing!

Her mom hadn't been much help with this situation, either. As pleased as Juliet was that everything was seeming to work out for her daughter, the only time a guy had wanted "space" was after they'd broken up— not before they'd gotten together. So, the most she could do was be a buffer for the two teens until they were ready to take the next step. That meant being a listening ear for Miya and a chauffer so that the girl didn't have to go to school in the same car as Farkle.

That was why, as Miya was heading to the first class of the day (History), she stopped abruptly as Farkle tried to enter the classroom at the same time she did. They stood on either side of the door with an embarrassed sort of smile on their faces, lingering by the entrance awkwardly.

"Hi," the brunette breathed out, feeling her face heat up as she remembered his windy rooftop confession.

"Hi," he greeted her equally quietly in return, his blue eyes holding an intensity that they never had before.

They stood like that for a few long seconds before they were interrupted by another student trying to get inside the room. (Un)fortunately, it turned out to be Zay, who groaned at their cautious interaction. "Oh, come on! Not you two, too! We've already got enough of the 'hi, hi—'" He changed his speech for each of the 'hellos' to mimic Riley and Lucas' voices. "—with Dr. Dolittle and Little Miss Sunshine. Do we really need another pair acting like they're in a painfully slow rom-com?"

Miya and Farkle immediately stepped aside to let Zay walk through, but the damage was already done. The brunette was now blushing furiously and Farkle was rubbing the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact.

Zay sighed dramatically as he went over to his seat and sat on top of his desk. "I swear, if this is contagious, I'm transferring. Again."

Lucas, who had just entered the room behind him, shot his best friend an unamused look. "It's not contagious."