girl meets the secret to life | lucaya & riarkle

11. Girl Meets Rejection.

Riley Matthew-Minkus' POV

"Morning Sunshine!" I say as I jump out of bed.

Farkle rolls over and mumbles a morning.

"Why aren't you happy?!" I ask with a smile. "There are so many beautiful reason to be happy!"

"Riley, it's only 7 in the morning. Can we start the enthusiasm at like 8?!"

"Farkle! The kids are going to be up at any minute!" I say with my huge smile again.

"No one wakes up this early," He whines.

At that moment, the door creaks open.

"Mommy? Daddy?"

"What was that Farkle?" I ask and and put my hands on my hips.

"Ya, ya," Farkle says with a groan. "You were right."

"Come here Zoey," I say with a smile. "How was your sleep?"

The little girl runs into my arms and hugs me.

"It was so comfy! But the big bed looks comfier!"

"Wanna get Daddy out of bed?" I ask with a giggle.

"Riley! Don't!" Farkle groans, he twists over and tries to get back to sleep.

"One, two, three!" I whisper. I lightly toss her next to Farkle.

She climbs on top of him and bounces up and down.

"Zoey!" Farkle whines. "Riley!"

"Come on Daddy! The sun is shining!"

"Ya!" I say.

"Let's make a deal, I'll get up when Aaryn wakes up."

At that moment, the door flies open again.

"I'm awake!"

Aaryn.

"Time to get up Sunshine!" I call.

"Make me," He mutters.

"Is that a challenge?"

"Yep," He replies with a yawn.

I lift Aaryn onto the bed and jump on myself.

"Minkuses attack!"

And then we tackle Farkle.

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Lucas Friar's POV

I watch her silently as she feeds Grace. She's so calm with them.

Maya Hart was truly meant to be a mother.

Even if she thinks that she's supposed to be a bad girl.

Once everyone finishes their breakfasts, I clean up the kitchen and table.

"Daddy?"

"Yes Isaac?"

"Can we use the Tee Vee?"

"Ya sure," I reply. "Any shoes you like in particular?"

"Princesses!" Elizabeth yells. "Please!"

"No, I don't like Princesses," Isaac replies. "I like cars."

"Isn't their a show with both of those?" I reply. "They have a show on everything."

I lead them to the living room and let them choose a movie. That should keep them busy for a bit.

I go back to wiping down the counters.

"So," I say with a smile. "You're quiet the super Mom."

She blushes that cute little blush. "Not really."