Cold Stone

Notes:

If you are following me on Twitter, then you know this story was written when I first began writing fanfiction on Fanfiction.net. I am posting to show that practice does make a difference. This was written when so many fans started to hate Riley because she got in the way of Lucaya.

Cold Stone

There they are in front of me; my best friend Maya Hart and my crush Lucas Frair. They have become the two most important people in my life. Maya has been my best friend since she came into my room through my small bedroom window. Meanwhile Lucas has been my first crush since the first day I meet him in seventh grade. No matter what happens, I would do anything for these two, and this is exactly what I do.

During our stay in Texas; I found out that Maya had a crush on Lucas. It never cross my mind that she would step back for my happiness until we watched Lucas ride on top of Tombstone for thirty minutes. The second that cowboy from Texas got up from the ground,I looked over towards Maya's direction before noticing the fear inside her blue eyes. Her tensed body started to relax while she gave a relief smile at him. A couple of times my brown eyes looked over Lucas then back at her before realizing her feeling for him. After congratulating Lucas for conquering his fear, I went up to Maya, and I shared a private conversation with her. We were silent at first until I decided to ask her about her reaction from earlier today but she didn't really say anything. My mouth opens up to tell her what I believe she may feel about Lucas, and Maya just looks away from me with a guilty expression upon her face. The look on it own, is all the response I needed confirmed my suspicion about her feelings, and I felt guilty.

It has come to my attention that Maya cares for Lucas as more than a friend, and the thoughts from receiving our yearbooks last year started to make sense. She thinks I love Lucas like brother because she wants to believe that nothing could ever happen between Lucas and I. She has finally moved on from chasing my uncle, and I know I should be happy, but I don't know what to do about knowing her feelings. The silence between us was unbearable, and this situation has gotten to me. I wanted to cry, Instead I hold onto my tears as I told my first lie to Maya. It was a bit hard for me, but I did it. I told her that she was right for using the word brother to describe my relationship with Lucas, because that is what he is to me. My broken friend didn't say anything about my response and I was okay with letting him go because I believe Maya deserves everything she ever wants in life. And if I have to live my life without happiness then I would. Because her happiness worth more than gaining a cold stone heart.

A few more seconds later, I see the unofficial couple start to dance under the dark sky. Silently as I can, I watch them at a distance as I tell myself, don't you cry. This must be done Riles because you can't afford to be seen as the girl with the cold stone heart. I then slouch down onto one of the many rented white chairs my parents have rented for this night as the similar faces of my classmates become part of the background.

My aching heart continues to break as my teary brown eyes continue to silently watch Maya and Lucas share their first slow dance together. My eyes stayed glued on them for a second more before making a choice and find myself looking down towards my lap. I take this time to busy by looking through my phone. My hand stumble upon all of the pictures I have of Maya, Lucas, our other best friend Farkle, his girlfriend Isadora and I on my phone. Steady as I can, I try to keep my emotions hidden. These imagines would usually bring happiness to my eyes, but today I couldn't look at them without feeling my heart being torn to shreds.

The voices of my classmates from John Quincy Adams Middle School are coming back to me as we spend our last night together as the new graduating class. Each one of them are talking towards each other about how excitement they are about starting the next school year in high school. I just smile at few times whenever someone acknowledges my existence as my ears listen in to their conversations Some of my classmates, such as Sara, and Darby have come up to me, and they have asked me where I was going to go to high school, but I kindly told them I wasn't sure where I was going. Which is far from the true. In fact, I have no clue what would happen to the future, if I choose to stay in this world. Hopefully by this summer I will gain something out of life Sara and Darby take my answer into their mind and leave me alone again for the rest of the night.