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Girl Meets Boy

I do not own Girl Meets World or any of the characters

Lucas and I were in the hallway the next day. I was constantly checking my phone to see if Mrs. Friar had any updates on Amabella's condition. She was admitted to the hospital last night and her fever hit 103.2 degrees. Mrs. Friar, the saint she is, offered to stay with her while I went to school. Offering not technically the right word, more like dragged me all the way to school and ran off saying she would watch Amabella while I get my education.

    Lucas on the other hand was texting Riley who was only ten feet away.

    "Why don't you just go over and talk to her?" I asked.

    He shrugged and went back to texting her.

    The bell rang which saved me from watching them flirt over text messages.

    "Let's just go to class," I dragged him into the classroom.

    Mr. Matthews started the lesson immediately. He held up his phone and began his lesson, "You guys don't connect with each other. It's like you can't exist without these. You use emoticons rather than emotions. You're an unfeeling generation of zombies." I checked my phone again for any update. None. When I looked up Riley and Maya were pretending to be zombies. "Stop eating her!" Mr. Matthews said to the two. The two stopped.

    Another student walked through the door. "You're late Miss Myzell."

    "My goldfish died." She replied in a monotone voice.

    "You see? This is what I'm talking about. Miss Myzell has clearly suffered a tragic loss. Yet she does not seem in touch with her emotions."

    The girl scoffed. "'Scuze me? I am crying my eyes out. I'm going to have to leave class early." Then she walked out the door.

"Oh, she actually made it out the door this time." Mr. Matthews said, impressed.

He opened the door to Miss Myzell who looked proud of herself. "I actually made it out the door this time!""

Riley spoke up, "Dad, adjust and deal. Cell Phones have been around for, like ever."

"It'll amaze you to know that there was a whole world before you and cellphones."

Riley rolled her eyes, "And it'll amaze you to know that I have 394 friends in here." She held up her pink phone.

Mr. Matthews rolled his eyes right back. "And I'm amazed that you believe that." He walked back over to the board and started to draw. He drew a straight line across the blackboard. "This is a timeline of all human existence. Starting here is everyone who ever lived, laughed, loved, and understood the value of life. The cellphone era, which begins right around here," He drew a line toward the end of the board, "Pretty much destroys all of that. Way to go, you."

Lucas raised his hand, "Sir, if I may take a different position?"

Mr. Matthews turned around. "Yeah, save me, Mr. Friar. Did I go too far?"

I nodded my head, "Always, sir." Everyone else nodded their heads in agreement.

Lucas continued. "I understand your point, but I use my phone to video chat my old friends and to find out what's going on in Texas, and Revel uses her phone to check up on....." Lucas trailed for a second almost saying 'her daughter'. "Revel uses her phone to check up on her little sisters." I shot him a thankful look.

Maya smiled. "Yeah. How else can they keep tabs on all the hoedowns and cattle pageants?"

Riley leaned over, "Maya!"