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rileys pov

the final bell was going to go in five minutes, i had given farkle my address but i had to get ready before we hung out. he probably sees it as platonic but a girl can dream.

'brinnnnnnng' the final bell goes and i say bye to everyone than rush home on the subway with maya. we live really close to each other.
"have any clue why your mom wants you home?" i say to her.
"what are you talking about?" maya says confused.
"you said your mom wants you home asap," i say.
"ooh that, have no clue," maya says far to relieved for it not to be a lie.
"she doesn't need you home asap does she," i say starting to get mad.
"well, maybe she doesn't," maya say guiltily.
"why'd you bail maya?" i say even more mad.
"think about it you and farkle like each other and you are going out alone," maya says.
"maya. you did this on purpose?" i say calmly.
"we did it on purpose," maya says scrunching up her face as if she was annoyed at herself.
"who's we?" i ask.
"entire squad minus you and farkle, we all planned for it," maya says.
i hug maya and say, "thank you."
"your not mad?" maya says confused.
"at first when i thought you just bailed for no reason but now that i know i'm happy. and also i have help getting ready for what i call an almost date," i say.
maya smiles and we talk the whole way home but as soon as we get to my room we mean business.
"okay so you want to look amazing but not to formal or overdressed," maya instructs.
"okay," i say going to my wardrobe.
"we have 1 hour because juniors and seniors leave at 1:30," maya says looking through my makeup.
i manage to pull together a nice outfit.

rileys outfit

maya started to do my hair she curled it and then she put some makeup on me but only lightly

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maya started to do my hair she curled it and then she put some makeup on me but only lightly.

before we know it is 10 to 3. maya crawls out my bay window so she isn't caught by farkle and i go wait in the living room. i sit in the couch and scroll through instagram.
"where you off to," my mom says sitting next to me.
"not sure," i say looking up from my phone.
"date?" she asks.
"not really but we both like each other but at the moment i think it's platonic so i am freaking out a bit," i say really quick.
"when is he getting here,"my mom asks.
"4," i say smiling at my mom.
"good your dad doesn't get home until 4:30 so you miss an interrogation," mom says smiling.
"yes," i say smiling.
suddenly i hear the door bell ring and i open to reveal farkle in a new outfit as well, he really looks like he tried.
"hey farkle," i say smiling.
"hey riles, you ready?" farkle says.
"yeah," i say smiling.
"let's go then," farkle says also smiling.
farkle walk me to the elevator where we go down to the lobby.
"where are we off to," i ask.
"i was thinking cause it is just the two of us we could go to the carnival then to dinner," farkle says.
"sounds like a date," i say under my breath but farkle heard.
"is that a bad thing," farkle says.
"no," i say.
"why don't we make it a date then, we already dressed as if it were," farkle says smiling.
"i would love that," i say putting my hand in his.
"so we are off to the carnival," farkle says as he opens the passenger door to his car for me.
"yeah, i really wanted to go to the carnival," i say as i take a seat in car.
"me too but i didn't want to go alone," farkle says as he slides into the drivers seat.

i decide to message maya really quick,

rileyplutom: its officially a date 👌🏻😫💕
hartm: that was quick explain yo self
rileyplutom: after he explained what we were doing i said under my breath this feels like a date and he said is that a bad thing and i said no. then he said why don't we make it a date and i said yes. 👌🏻👌🏻
hartm: what are u texting me for enjoy that date
rileyplutom; ok baiiiii 💕👋🏻

i look up from my phone to see we are stopped at a set of traffic lights.
"mind if i turn on some music," i say breaking the silence that was weirdly quite comfortable.
"sure," farkle says.
i look through the cds he have in already and i found taylor swift, 1989.
"ooh i'm going to put on style," i say changing songs until i find style.

i start to sing along and look over at farkle and notice him singing it as well but very quietly.
"sing it with me farkle," i say.
"do i have to? i'm a bad singer," farkle says.
"can't be as bad as me," i say smiling.
"fine," farkle says with a smile.
"so it goes,
he can't keep his wild eyes on the road,
takes me home,
lights are off, he's taking off his coat," i sing.
"i say i heard that you've been out,
and about with some other girl,
some other girl,
he says what you've heard is true but i,
can't stop thinking about you and i,
said i've been there a too a few times," farkle sings amazingly.
"cause you got that james dean daydream,
look in your eye,
i've got that red lip classic thing that you like,
and we go crashing down and we come back every time,
cause we never go out of style,
we never go out of style," we sing as farkle parks the car near the carnival.

as the car stops so does the song and i say, "i'm not a good singer my ass. Farkle you are an amazing singer."
"thanks," farkle says smiling.
we get out of the car and immediately link hands, it feels natural.
farkle pays for admission into the carnival for both of us and we walk around.
"oh my gosh," i say stopping in my tracks.
"what?" farkle says confused.
"they have bumper cars," i say excitedly.
"riley, you worried me for a second," farkle says.
"sorry, but can we go in the bumper cars," i ask desperately.
"of course," farkle says.
i run as fast as i can considering my shoes and get in line.
"so what is the story behind bumper cars?" farkle asks me when he joins me.
"when i was little i went in them with my grandparents every time they visited, but now they are too old to get down onto them but i still go because it helps relieve the memory," i say smiling.
"that's a beautiful story," farkle says as he puts my hair behind my ear on one side.

after bumper cars we walk around and play games and even go in the ferris wheel, it was amazing.

it had gotten to 6 and i decided i was hungry.
"farkley, i'm hungry," i say standing on my tippy toes trying to be as tall as him.
"where do you want to eat," farkle says.
"no where fancy, i'm feeling in and out," i say with a grin plastered on my face.
"then to in and out we go," farkle says.

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