^_^Riley^_^
Maya and Farkle. Interesting. 'What's going on?' I ask. She doesn't tell me. She keeps dismissing any topic about Farkle I bring up. And now she's abandoned a sleepover. To go out with Farkle. At Eight o'clock.
Hmm... At least if she has Farkle then maybe I wouldn't lose Lucas to her after all. I'm happy again. Yay.
I know, I know. That I was maybe going crazy when I thought I had a brother-sister thing with Lucas. I was just...hmm what words will be suitable... afraid? Acting? Jealous?
You see after Maya had booped Lucas(I know right... Preposterous) she had sent me into crazy-overprotective-girlfriend mode. And in that mode any movement the closest female makes is judged on a basis as to whether that female was being:
1. Flirty.
2.Overly nice.
3. Rude.
4. Jealous.
5. Pathetic.And in most cases, these females are being all five. And Maya was one of those. When she asks how was English? Note that she said cowboy and that meant she'd given him a nickname. Though she calls him cowboy all the time- it's their thing, in my mode, that screamed 1.Flirty, 2. Overly nice, 3. Rude.
She then goes on to boop him. I mean we did that like years ago hence, she was being 5. Pathetic.
Right after that, she storms out. Though she denied it I could tell something was bothering her and as usual she wouldn't tell me. So she was once again being 3.Rude.
Maya. No.
Call Lucas? Yes.I grab my iPhone 6+(it's pink) from my nightstand and speed dial Lucas. He picks at the first ring.
"Hello Prince Charming. "
"Hey babe." He says with that lazy Texas drawl that could make a girl melt like butter on a hot pan.
"I miss you." I say longingly, it's been like four hours since I'd seen him.
"Should I come over?" He asks.
You're supposed to.
"Yep." I reply gleefully.
"I'll be right over princess."
"I'll be waiting." I say then hang up. I always hang up first. It'll be just weird if he did. I'd be sad.
Lucas arrives like fifteen minutes later. After he's said hello to mom and dad and stuff-yeah, he's sweet like that- we go up to my room. We just sit there on my bed kissing and cuddling and being all cute. Ha, Maya couldn't beat me and Lucas' level of cuteness, wherever she is with Farkle.
It's really pained me, though I would be glad if Maya and Farkle were a thing(I wouldn't lose Lucas to her then) plus she deserves a lot more happiness(everyone does) but what if she starts to hang out with him more than she does with me, then if I had this weird mode I go into when I feel like I'm losing my best friend it'd probably be jealousy. Crazy jealousy.
"Lucas," I say. Lucas is leaving a trail of kisses on my jawline.
"Yeah babe." He says still kissing.
"Maya and Farkle. What'd you think?"
"Yeah, they're great friends."
"I know, but like what'd you think if they were dating?"
He stops kissing and looks up at me. "Are they?"
"Not sure. But what if they were? I'd think that'd be great."
He nods. "Yeah me too." He says dismissing the topic. "Now let's cuddle."
We cuddle.
That's how it should be. What I did right there was a test. Apparently, Lucas wouldn't care if our two best friends were going out. I'd wondered if he'd be jealous. It didn't look like to me. Now, anytime I bring Maya up in a conversation it seems he doesn't care. We're all great friends. But I like it that way. I'm happy that way.
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A Bleak Kind Of Happy.
FanfictionMaya Hart is a sixteen year old girl dealing with the hardship of life resulting in sadness which she hides by playing happy. But sadness is not easy to overcome, causing her to easily take chances.