What's The Point (gmw fanfiction)

Girl Meets Jealousy

Rhiannon's POV

I come to history class early for once, in fact way too early. I'm not used to anything like that, in fact I'm pretty content with coming at last possible second. Ms. Camille basically made me come at such a time when we finished a bit earlier this morning. It's so early that most people are not in the classroom yet. No wonder I never do anything like this. There is nothing of interest for me here, except for staring at the wall in front of me.

Actually, it's so early and out of my character that apparently some people get the feeling that they can just stop by me, maybe even take the empty seat to my left and talk to me. Those who don't know anything. That at least seems to be Lucas' case. I simply ignore his attempts to start a conversation with me, not bothering to register what he's saying. 

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"Sneak attack. December 7th, 1941." Really? We'e talking about the sneak attack now? 

"A date which will live in infamy," Farkle adds. 

"A date? They're going on a date? In Italy?" Riley looks around panicked. I figure this has to do with Lucas. But he doesn't talk to anyone except for his friends. Why would he...? Once I realize what she probably keeps imagining, I cannot help but roll my eyes. Why would I ever go on a date with him?

"No honey, you're in History," Maya tries to soothe her.

"I'm history?" Okay, I give up. My sister is officially hopeless. 

After trying to get Riley to speak reasonably to no avail, she is finally excused and walks out of the classroom, I let out a sigh of relief. This annoys me to watch on no end. 

"It was another sunny day in paradise," father continues his lecture, "before the sneak attack that changed everything."

Wait, if this is really about Lucas, then that means- Great, I'm the initiator of the sneak attack in this scenario. Like, I am a subject of my father's lesson for once in my life, and it has to be for this? Who do they think I am? Do they think I have any interest in breaking their group apart? Because I really don't. They're way too dramatic and make a big deal out of things that are not that important. 

Lucas turns to me and he can consider it a miracle that I at least attempt to listen to him, even if what he says makes no sense whatsoever. "Would you like to go to the movies with me?" 

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Riley press her face to the glass angrily only to storm back into the class mere seconds later. 

"It would be just the two of us," Lucas continues, but he's just losing what little of my attention he initially had even faster. 

"I'm sorry, but I'm way too busy for about the next twenty years, but if you are willing to wait until then, it's your choice," I turn to him, not even attempting to sound nice. I don't need anyone to push me into my sister's life and make me the center of her 'very important' problems. Our relationship isn't very good as it is, no need to make it worse. 

And this is exactly the perfect moment that my father has o finish off his lesson, "The bombing of Pearl Harbor was our official entrance into a world at war and nothing would ever be the same." Didn't they pay attention to anything I just said?

Next day at lunch

I quickly find my seat in the far corner of the cafeteria where no one ever sits except for me. I don't have to wait in the line for lunch, because I have a homemade one, I sometimes find time to prepare something to eat for lunch. 

Much to my dismay, I see someone put their tray with lunch on my table. Why? WHY? I thought nobody ever sits here except for me. I look up to see Lucas sit down next to me, and I ask him annoyed, "Do you really have to be here? Do you have nowhere else to be?"

"I thought-" Lucas starts, but his attempt fails when Riley comes over to my table. Great, all peace and quiet is gone now. Exactly why I didn't want Lucas here. 

"I don't want you to be alone with her!" Riley exclaims, looking at Lucas.

"Well, at least I'm not the only one," I mutter under m breath but neither of them pays any attention to me.

"Riley, what's up?" Lucas asks, as if he didn't already know why she's here. 

"I don't know what's going on here, but I don't think you should hang out alone with this her." I have a name, you know? It's Rhiannon. And I also happen to be your twin sister. 

I stand up from my seat, taking my lunch with me to eat it somewhere peaceful, perhaps in the library. 

Before I get the chance to walk away, I'm once again interrupted by Lucas, "I heard in Maths that you got detention, I somehow landed one too, so see you then, I guess."

"Yeah, unfortunately," I state with a sigh and walk away, already not looking forward to time after school. I don't understand how I could have gotten a detention. I am always very careful to do my work on time. I'll have to call Ms. Camille now that I'll be a bit late for the first lesson this afternoon.

In detention

I walk into our classroom for detention, already hating the fact that I have to stay at school so much longer. 

I take my usual seat, but Lucas is already sitting on the same place he did yesterday in History to my left. 

Riley and Maya walk in shortly after and I sigh, knowing that the time I am forced to stay here will seem much longer than it's supposed to. 

Father walks in with words, "Alright, guys. I like my detention to have a little learning in it. So, I'd like to continue talking about Pearl Harbor and what happened after the sneak attack. The world was at war and alliances were forged in battle and were made stronger because of that."

At this point, Farkle walks in to join us, I don't get how someone would want to be in detention voluntarily. Don't they have other things to do? 

"Hey Riley, Rhiannon invited me to see a movie with her," Lucas suddenly pipes up.

To this, I just roll my eyes, I've already given up on trying to set things straight and get out of this meaningless argument, it's hopeless. I barely understand what's going on. I guess I won't figure out why. 

"And I was wondering if maybe you guys would like to come along with us," Lucas continues. Alright, go on with this made up scenario in your fantasies where I actually want to talk to you or get to know you. 

"You want us?" Riley asks shocked. 

At this, I get up from my seat, seeing that my presence in detention is not really needed or wanted, which is good for me, since I might still make it on time to the Hall. I hate to miss any lessons. 

As I walk out, the last thing I can make out from the inside is, "Oh, she's leaving? Okay."

Thanks a lot for that. But at least there's something good in it. 

I still don't know what this is all about, but once I do realize that Lucas was trying to get a reaction out of Riley, see if she gets jealous, to know what is his position in her life, I'm even more upset at him than before.