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forty seven

you are now chatting with smileymatthews

myhart: hey

myhart: riles

myhart: rilEY

myhart: RILEY ANSWER ME

myhart: riNG POWER

smileymatthews: maya it's 7 am what do u want

myhart: i'm awake and i can't leave the room w/out waking lucass up

myhart: entertain me

smileymatthews: i'm never going to get to go back to sleep, am i?

myhart: what's got u so cranky anyway

smileymatthews: nothing why do you ask

myhart: something's up

myhart: i would visit ur room but unfortunately i can't move cos he'll wake up

myhart: and then he's going to want to talk to me ughhh

smileymatthews: ah, yes. talking. the ultimate pain of the journey that is life.

myhart: you suck

myhart: screw it i'm coming over

myhart: expect my presence and lucas waking up in a few mins

smileymatthews: kay

riley tossed her phone by her side and turned to the sleeping boy next to her. she shook him awake.

"wake up. get to your bed and pretend to be asleep 'till you're in the clear."

farkle's eyes fluttered open slowly. "bossy."

"maya is coming over."

that did the trick.

"what?! now?!"

farkle scrambled to get out of her bed, nearly tripping over his feet as he got into his bed and pulled the covers above him.

"hey," he heard riley's voice from above him. he removed the covers to find her towering over his bed, looking down at him.

she leaned down, pecking him on the lips, "i still really like you."

farkle smiled and he wished he had just left it at that. he wished he had just smiled at her. "i'm still in love with you."

riley's eyes widened and he pulled the covers over his head just as they heard the sharp knock on their door. riley returned to her bed, still in shock from what farkle had just told her.

"come in."

"what up, losers." maya entered. she stopped over farkle's bed, examining him, "he's still asleep? what a nerd."

"maya, it's seven thirty in the morning and i'm pretty sure you just woke up half of us." riley defended.

"so, how'd it go with friar?" riley tried to change the subject.

"wonderful." the sarcasm was strong on this one.

"he wouldn't let me sleep. literally talking, all night." maya tried her best to look disgusted but riley saw through her.

riley shot her a knowing smile and then, "shut up, riles."

maya hopped on her bed, folding her legs.

"so, have you kissed farkle or something? is that why you're so weird?" maya inquired, leaning forward with curiousity.

"maya! why do you always think i'm acting weird because i've kissed farkle or something. that's weird. i'm not weird." riley tried to deny maya's accusations but the warmth of her cheeks gave maya a different message.

"oh god. something happened between you guys, didn't it? you're blushing so hard, riley!"

"we may have..." riley trailed off, looking at the floor.

"what? c'mon riley, you're killing me here!" maya said, starting to sound a lot like lucas.

"we kissed! alright, maya? we kissed!" farkle threw the covers back, exploding in a very farkle-like fashion.

riley facepalmed and fell back onto the bed just as maya gasped and started jumping around the room.

riley tried to catch farkle's eye but he refused to make eye contact with her, probably because of his sudden confession a few minutes ago.

riley threw her pillow at farkle, forcing him to look at her on instinct. "hey. i'm still in love with you too."

farkle's frown turned into a huge, shit-eating grin as he hopped onto her bed, momentarily forgetting about maya's presence in the room.

just as he leaned down to kiss her, maya cleared her throat. "i'm still here, ya know. so keep it pg-"

"get out!" maya gladly accepted the pillow that had landed on her face as she left the room, muttering about love and teenagers.

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sorry to burst ur lil riarkle bubbles but no, they ain't gonna make love. prolly just make out. also, talk about zero to 100 real quick lmao. next chapter will be more lucaya centric

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