Blake Meets World • Lucas Friar

Girl Meets Yearbook

Blake and Lucas walked into school, with their arms linked and her backpack on his shoulder. They both were laughing loudly at some squirrel they saw eating a croissant someone must've dropped.

Lucas looked over at Black as she was laughing and couldn't help but wonder if she always had those specs of green in her eyes. Or wonder if her laugh always made his heart beat a little faster. He knew he shouldn't have these feelings for her, but he just couldn't help it.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the hallway, it's yearbook time! Hi, page 42." Farkle said to Ryan. And sales up to Alyssa.

"Hi, pages 27, 34, and 58. You're doing too much. You should calm down." He said as he handed her a yearbook.

"Yearbooks! Find out who we are and what we really think about each other." He shouted.

"You wanna know what I think about you?" Maya said to Lucas.

"No, I do not." He replied and moved closer to Blake.

"But I wanna tell you."

"I don't think you need to."

"I'm gonna do it anyway."

"Don't do it."

"It's been a while."

"I'm asking you not to do it."

"I'm gonna do it."

Blake just patted Lucas on the shoulder and took two steps back and pulling Riley with her.

"You wanna run, or you want it straight in the face?" Maya asked with a smirk on her face.

"Well, I wanna run, but how would that look? You guys wouldn't judge me if I run, right? Come on, man." Lucas muttered to himself and Maya.

Maya went close to Lucas face, "HUUHUURRRRRR"

"You okay now? Hmm." He asked as he rubbed his head.

"That was good."

"You know else is good? Yearbooks. All of our classmates say what they think of us." Riley said with a bright smile.

"Yearbook, find out how we'll be remembered." Farkle stated.

"Guess what. You took another nice picture, you freak."

"Thanks, Farkle." Lucas chuckled and took the yearbook.

"How will you be remembered? Did they do it to you again? "Most likely to be Farkle" Farkle." Blake asked.

"I didn't think I'd win it again this year, but I did.

What does that mean exactly, Farkle? How should I know? They turned being me into a category.

Hey, Riley won most likely to smile herself to death." Farkle rambled on.

"Aw." They all cooed.

"Well, who wouldn't wanna go that way? I mean, when the time comes, why you gotta be a gloomy Gus?"

"Riles, I don't think they meant this as a good thing." Blake said softly to her god sister.

"They're making fun of me, and they're making fun of you too." Farkle said.

"What? - Would you stop smiling? I'm not smiling" farkle continued as he ran a hand through his hair dejectedly.

"This is my upset face," as she stood there smiling. "This is smiling." Riley showed us her smiling face although they all looked the same to Blake.