1 (Riley's POV)

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There goes Maya with her beautiful locks flying around reminding Lucas how much prettier she is. I'm standing next to her and each time the wind pushes a strand to my race it's like a tiny slap telling to wake up, it will never be you. Maya was wearing another one cute outfits that only look good with her figure. A figure I don't have. A second reason why Maya is prettier than me. I am a stick with no curves and brown hair that lay flat with no volume. I was truley basic.
"So, do you guys want to go to the Carnival this weekend or are you still stuck on the history project?" Lucas ask.
"I don't know," Maya answers being reminded I was the one doing all the work. "Riles, can we go to the carnival?"
" Well, Do I look like your mom?" I snap harder than I meant too.
"No...?" Mayas mind went somewhere else as If I hadn't said anything
Lucas stood there awkwardly catching my drift. I was half done with our 698 words/800 words page essay on the 80's, I think. What's the point in going really, Lucas would only pay attention to Maya
" Hey," Farkle pops up. "Lucas are we good for this weekend?!"
Everyone stares at me with hoping eyes waiting for a response. Maya wants to spend time with Lucas, I go and watch pretend It doesn't hurt me, Farkle goes to stair and absorb my beauty and I go to watch them fall more for each other each day. Slowly,but surely it will be the death of me.
"Like I said, DO I LOOK LIKE YOUR CHEAP BOTTLED BLONDE SINGLE MOTHER?" I scream, losing control over my thoughts once again.

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