Trash (Lucaya)(GMW)

That's talk about stress baby.

Maya
I'd spent my whole night trying to figure out how to get rid of Lucas's anger issues. He'd looked pretty upset, of course I could always ignore him, cast him aside with a bunch of other people that have made my life difficult...But Riley would kill me if she found out, and Lucas would probably end up killing someone...and that would partly be my fault.

I walked into the class, no one was in there...ugh I'm early. I looked at my seat then at Lucas's then at Zays.
I walked forward stopped,shrugged then placed myself in Zays seat.

Everyone came flooding through the door in a flood of coats, sweaters and colourful shirts.

Zay halted at the front of the class and looked at me with a shocked and betrayed expression.
"Babineux" I frowned,"I'm sorry my love".
"I cannot forgive you, you have ripped my identity".
I frowned,"I know dear, but on the bright side!" I gestured to my seat,"you can take mine".

Riley came skipping through the door and flashed a questioning look between me and Zay, who had sat himself down in my seat. He shook his head and held up his hand in dismiss.

Lucas came strolling in after her, his eye lids heavy and face pale...he looked exhausted. He threw himself down in front of me and slouched down.
I tapped his shoulder. He turned and jumped.
"Zay? You look funny!".
I saw Zay turn around from behind him and clutch at his chest in pain.
"Shots fired" I smirked then looked back at the exhausted looking cowboy,"how much sleep did you get last night?".
He stared at me confused for a minute then frowned,"sleep?".
"Oh crap".

Corey made his way to the front of the class and looked out at us,"today we're going to learn about the 19th century".
"What?" Lucas stared.
"I said-".
"Ignore him sir" I smiled,"he's a little tired".
"Okay so as I said today we're going to be learning about-".
His head and arms dropped onto his desk.
"Huckleberry?" I poked him, he didn't respond.
"God" Coreg rushed towards him,"what happened?".
"He's asleep!" Zay clapped his hands and laughed,"good lord!".

***

I managed to drag Lucas' body out of class, I had asked Farkle for help but he claimed that his bones were too fragile and would crush in the process. Zay was too busy laughing and Riley was talking to Corey.

I threw him on the chair , Farkle standing next to me.
"What are we gonna do with him?" He asked.
"Slap him" I gestured to Farkle.
"What?".
"Slap him".
The brown haired boy moved forward and gently tapped the blondes cheek, Lucas didn't budge.
"What was that?" I arched my eyebrows.
"A slap".
"That wasn't even a high five" I rolled up my sleeves and readied my hand.
"Maya" Farkle gasped.
"It's what has to be done Minkus".
"Ugh, I can't watch" he turned away.
SLAP.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Lucas jumped and stared at me horrified,"what the-".
"You fell asleep in class you jackass ".
"Hi, Lucas" Farkle raised a hand.
"Has this got something to do with what you told me last night?".
"Maya!" He snapped.
"What's this?" Farkle asked.
"He told me that his mother has chronic yelling disease".
"What?".
"She yells all the time".
"Oh my god, Lucas I'm so sorry".
His green eyes looked up at me, and I mouthed 'just go with it'.
"Oh yeah, it's okay. I couldn't sleep" he paused,"you know, with all the yelling".
"Uh, Lucas do you mind coming with me to the art department? I need to pick up some of my paintings".
"Sure" he followed me as I walked down the hall.

I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him into the janitors closet,"what the hell , ranger?!".
"I didn't sleep, you got me".
"Well you did sleep, just not at the time that you were supposed to!" I snapped.
"I was stressed out, so I decided to watch Star Wars".
I raised an eyebrow.
"The entire collection" he finished,"and by the way, chronic yelling disease?".
"It was the first thing that popped into my head" I shrugged.
"He's going to figure out it isn't real" he crossed his arms.
"I'll just make up something else" I smiled," and you don't seem like you need help".
"I DO!".
He'd grabbed hold of my arm, his fingers digging into my skin,"Auch".
He stepped back,"sorry".
"It's okay, this is exactly why you need help".
"Mhm" he nodded.
"Ooookaaay" I opened the door and slipped out, turning back to look at Lucas "it's best if you stay in here for a while".
"Why?".
"So it doesn't look like I was mingling with a dumbass".
"Maya-".
And with that I slammed the door.