Rilaya Cuteness

In Love With My Best Friend Pt 1

Wednesday, October 20th, 2016
12:34 am
Hello Diary. I can't sleep. My mind is preoccupied with a girl whose smile warms my heart. That girl has the most deep brown eyes that stare into your own until you feel a little bit light-headed. That girl also happens to be my best friend. It was a while back when I felt a bit different around her. Days were happier, moments were longer, and her smile was more beautiful than ever. Once I realized that I actually had feelings, I had to tell someone. Of course, my first instinct would be to tell my best friend but that obviously wasn't an option here. Thank God I had multiple friends or else I would have to keep this secret hidden in the cave in my chest where it would sit and rot and turn my insides to mold. I told Farkle about two weeks ago. He said he knew already. Personally, I think he just said that to counteract his initial reaction which was complete shock (He isn't that great of an actor). He has been helping me work through my hidden feelings but it's been getting too much to handle even for the both of us. This burden is a 200 pound weight that is attached to my very own beating heart. There is only so much that Farkle can do. Each day, more weight is added and I need to somehow express my feelings before my heart completely tires out. Tomorrow will be that day.

The Next Day
Maya woke up to the sound of rain lightly dancing upon her roof. She slowly unraveled herself from her bed and looked out the window. The streets of New York played a hymn of complete gloom. "What a beautiful day!" Maya murmured to herself sarcastically. She took her time getting dressed today. She picked out the outfit that she knew Riley absolutely loved. She applied her makeup extra carefully and even straightened her hair. She applied more perfume than usual and finally with one last glance in the mirror, she made a nod of approval, grabbed her umbrella and left her apartment. Once she arrived at Riley's she felt that similar pang that would come in go in her chest.
"Ready to go sunshine?" Maya asked tenderly staring at her. Riley chuckled, "Ha, I wish I was actually the sun. Then it wouldn't have to rain and be all gloomy!" She said as she put the rest of her binders in her book bag. Maya contemplated Riley's wishful words. "But then wouldn't you get really tired? The sun does need a break from now and then. And the rain needs the spotlight from time to time." Maya responded, playing along with the personifying theme of their conversation. Riley smiled. "I guess you're right peaches. It would be worse to have a sun that is completely tired than a thunderstorm that is energetic and happy!" Riley explained. How ironic, Maya thought to herself. Maya then realized that she needed to create that thunderstorm in her own life; no matter how energetic or supposedly happy it would be.