Life was good.
Everything was going right.
And because of that it was almost scary for Riley. There had been no verbal assaults, no more winks in the hallways that may have slipped past her body guard and no more notes in her lockers or waiting for her on her desk. There were no more pranks, or panic attacks and to everyone's satisfaction the Riley Matthews everyone knew and loved was slowly creeping back to her normal self despite the humiliation she had endured. "So your parents informed me that you weren't so keen on coming to these sessions."
Riley adjusted herself on the leather couch and shrugged, "It wasn't necessarily that I wasn't keen on them but I had been embarrassed enough, I didn't want others to find a reason to pick on me."
Dr. Connelly leaned forward and adjusted her glasses. Riley admired the fact she could pull off a pixie cut and the fact her hair looked almost red in some lights, "This is a safe space. Doctor patient confidentiality is in full play here. I've heard why your parents have instructed you to come here and they've informed me of the atrocities you've endured at your school."
The brunette winced at the word atrocities and feigned an interest in her shoes, "I wouldn't label them atrocities. People go through worse every day."
"True, what's an atrocity to one person is a mere speck of dust to another but it doesn't make your issues any less important."
The brown eyed girl gave her a polite smile, "I guess when the picture got out last week I went on a rampage. I was a tornado destroying everything in my path, I punched Missy and yelled at her. I was wanting to embarrass her like she had done to me for years. I broke up with my boyfriend, the one who had kept me prank free and feeling safe for 2 months, I lost my best friend on an impulse decision to possibly switch schools, all of it because I couldn't really get a grip on my feelings."
Dr. Connelly placed her hand on top of Riley's that was resting on her knee, "You're going to do very well in here Riley. It takes a lot of people to understand that they may need assistance in getting a grasp on their emotions, so for a 17 year old girl, well almost 17 year old to understand that is very mature of you. So, let's get started. I want you to start by telling me what happened your freshman year. I'm not going to interrupt, I'm here to listen and get your perspective on things. Act as if I'm not a random stranger you met 10 minutes ago and picture someone you are comfortable with or look away completely whatever you'd prefer."
Lucas.
"Start whenever you'd like." The pen clicked and she leaned back in her chair ready to jot down any notes.
And Riley did.
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Riley gave her a handshake and stepped out of the office after scheduling the appointment for next week. "Hey princess." The brunette smiled and gave Lucas a hug.
"I didn't know you were going to be here."
He chuckled, "I wasn't going to not be here for you. I know you were a little iffy about this whole thing. So we're all going out to dinner and making plans for this weekend since it is the beginning of Thanksgiving break."
"We?"
Lucas intertwined their hands and slowly walked out to the parking lot, "Us, Josh and Maya, Chris, Farkle and Smackle."
"I'm popular now." She quipped and after putting her keys away the brunette wasted no time to jump into his truck and fasten her seat belt. "Lucas, I actually enjoyed that. I may not like reliving the memories but-"
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Obscurity. Rucas. GMW CHOICE AWARD WINNER!
FanfictionRiley Matthews, all around good girl and to put it plainly invisible. Some would even say obscure. Lucas Friar, all around bad boy and to put it plainly popular. Some would even say he was tired of it. Complete opposites. Can they go against the sta...