Senior Year-Rucas

Chapter 12-Dance?

Chapter 12

"How are things going over here?" Smackle walked up to Riley and Darby as they were tying the signs to the poles.

"Hey Smackle, great. I guess. Just tying knots."

"I'm just doing my job as Student Council President." Smackle replied, seeming a little hurt.

"No, i'm not making fun of you Smackle. But, as President can I ask you a question?"

"But of course." She adjusted her glasses.

"Why is the homecoming game so far away? What like 8 games? The whole idea is like a welcome home thing." The brunette questioned.

"Well, that's a great question. I convinced the coach that for a homecoming game, we should win so I picked an easy team on the schedule. I also wanted to give new kids a chance at winning a place in homecoming court."

"Oh, okay. See Darby, I knew there was a reason. I'll see you later Smackle." She looked up to Darby as Smackle walked away. "She has a point."

"You just want Lucas to win."

"No, that isn't my reasoning." Lies. "But, for a new kid to transfer here his senior year and win, that would be pretty awesome."

"Well, either way. I like him a lot more than the other guys at this school. I have 3rd period with him, he seems really nice." Riley grinned at Darby's assessment. "I saw Missy left with him."

"Yeah. Good luck to Lucas." She started laughing. "Should we go get the footballs to pass out?"

"Sure." They started walking towards the storage closet. "I thought you two were together?"

"No. We like each other, but since I plan on going away after I graduate I don't want a boyfriend preventing me from going." Riley licked her lips and realized that was the first time she outright said she liked him.

"That's great. I guess." They started putting footballs in the big basket that conveniently had wheels.

"Lie better." The brown eyed girl joked.

"I'm sorry. But, if you are that determined to leave, then nothing will hold you back. So what, you plan on being miserable? Do long distance. That's what me and Daniel do."

Riley didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say, the brunette assumed they would automatically break up if she left. Wouldn't they?

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"Are you excited for the party tonight?"

Lucas was trying to hurry this dinner along, he remembered Riley's face as he left. "You like parties don't you?"

"What gave it away?" She took a sip of diet coke and gave a small wink.

"Well, every time we talk that's all you seem to bring up." The green eyed man pointed out.

"Lots of things happen at parties Lucas. People break up, or get together." She rubbed her foot against his leg underneath the table.

"Aaannyways." He adjusted himself in his seat so she couldn't reach him. "Yeah, i'm pretty excited to see what all the hype is about."

"Remember to save me a dance!" He didn't reply, he grinned and waved down the waiter.

"Can I get the ticket please?"

"So soon? I feel like we just got here." Missy replied annoyingly.

"I have a game to get ready for. Can't be late."