Bucket List: A Girl Meets World Story

Chapter 1

**Warning: If you came here for Rucas, I'd recommend either dealing with Lucaya (though Rucas has their moments throughout the story) or leaving now.**

          The last day of junior year was a blur for Riley, Maya, Farkle, and Lucas. All they could remember was that they did no work whatsoever, they each received a diploma at some point in the day, and everyone who was anyone was drunk off their asses. However, despite the memories being like a rained-on drawing from long ago, the school day was eventually over, and the four students were in a wooden shed in Lucas's backyard, of which has been redecorated accordingly, (considering he spent so much time in it).

          "Two months until we can go back to school." Farkle pouted, his arms folded over his chest as he sat on a rickety window sill.

Lucas sat in a large beanbag chair, his arm over his girlfriend, Riley's, shoulder. His once smiling face fell completely as his body tensed up at Farkle's words. Riley felt this shift and glanced over to him. She would've met his eyes - had he not been staring at the ground.

"Oh, shut up." Maya laughed, chucking a toy cow from Lucas's childhood at Farkle's head. "We have all summer to do whatever we want!"

Riley repositioned herself so she was facing her boyfriend. "Lucas," she furrowed her eyebrows, "is something wrong?"

Lucas was continuously silent, staring at a board in the floor with such intensity, Riley was shocked it didn't burst into flames.

Farkle rolled his eyes at Maya, neither of them noticing what was going on with the couple who sat together a mere five feet away. "I suppose you're right," said the intelligent boy.

          The blonde beauty jokingly flipped her hair. "Always am."

          Farkle grabbed a nearby spray gun from a coffee table and squirted Maya with the water inside. Maya gasped, and took hold of her own gun, shooting right back at him. The two began to laugh and attack each other with any available water. Bottles, buckets, guns, you name it.

          "Lucas, what's wrong?" Riley asked again, raising her voice slightly so she was no longer whispering, however, was still not yelling.

          Lucas didn't respond. He only continued to sit, and stare, and think.

          Riley was officially fed up. She pulled away from Lucas's grip and stood in front of him, then leaned over and hit the palm of her hand against his cheek. Hard. In fact, so hard, his head jerked brutally to the right as he fell to the ground, clutching the cheek that had been smacked. Maya and Farkle had paused their water fight. They were paying attention to the couple now. "LUCAS!" Riley screeched, aggressively throwing her hands in every direction possible as she screamed directly into his face. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG?!"

          Lucas stood up in one abrupt motion, bringing himself to be level with Riley's face. "I'M MOVING BACK TO TEXAS AT THE END OF THE SUMMER."

          Suddenly, the room was silent. All the tension had been lifted, as well as replaced by a new thickness in the
air: one of shock sinking in. You could here a pin drop of you listened hard enough, due to the only sound echoing from the shed's walls being quiet breathing.

          "You're what?" asked Maya slowly, on the verge of tears.

         Lucas just stared at the three, licking his lips cautiously as the intense silence returned.

          This time, Riley stopped it. The brunette collapsed, tears streaming down her face as she fell into Lucas's arms. Her outburst didn't just break the silence, it also broke Maya and Farkle. The blonde began to cry as well, and wrapped her arms around the Texan - as well as his girlfriend. The genius boy held Riley and Maya, and Lucas, well, he held the hug together completely as if he were the glue that kept everyone in one piece - which was an excellent metaphor, because in a way, he was. Lucas leaving meant everything could potentially fall apart.

          And so the group held each other in a hug that lasted only so long. Maya was the first to pull away. She wiped the tears from her blue eyes and forced a wide smile.

          "I can't believe it." The blonde said quietly, as the rest of the friends stepped away from each other.

          "Neither can I." Riley breathed out, attempting to regain her posture.

          "I can't believe we're going to have to go through the entire summer knowing you'll just be gone in the end." Farkle scratched the back of his head, looking down, rather than at Lucas. "There's no way we'll be able to do that."

          And that was the sentence. That was the sentence that went from Farkle's mouth, across the shed, into Maya Hart's ears, entered her brain, and flicked a switch. "Yes, there is." She said, snapping her fingers.

          The group turned to her, their eyes asking for further explanation.

          Maya rolled her eyes, "We can get through this," she began, hand on her hip, "All we have to do is make this the best summer ever."

          "How are we supposed to do that?" Riley asked, her bottom lip quivering slightly.

          "We all have things we've never done before. Ever." Maya stated, seating herself atop of the small coffee table behind her. "So, we're going to do those things."

          "All of them?" asked Lucas, eyes wide with shock.

          Maya nodded. "All of them." She motioned for everyone to sit down as she seated herself into one of the four chairs placed around the table. They sat. "Lucas, grab me that piece of paper. Farkle, get me that pen." She instructed. The two quickly obeyed, receiving the items and placing them in front of the blonde.

Maya took hold of both things, positioning the paper in front of her and taking the pen in her right hand. Sooner than later, the words Bucket List were scrawled on the top of the paper, written in sloppy hand writing.

By the time it was done, there were twelve items on the list.

First part, noice.
~Margaret