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maya's pov,

i really wanted to be okay. i didn't care about him, he lost my respect along time ago and he left when i was young so why did he have such a big effect of me.

bell ring signally the end of third period.

"farkle, how can you have finished the book report already, it was assigned in english." riley asks.

"so?" farkle replies.

"english was second." riley says, placing her lunch tray on the table and sitting down next to charlie. "you must be some sort of lab produced genius. have they found your birth certificate yet?"

"they're looking…" farkle says.

"i've done my book report." i interrupt from across the table.

"really?" riley says smiling, optimism spreading across her face. i always knew how to mess with riley. she's my best friend, she believed my every word.

"no." teases maya, a smile appearing on her face.

rileys smile turns to a pout. she hated being played.

"whats up with you huckleberry?" i say nudging lucas on the arm so he missed his mouth and ended up with sloppy joe all over his cheek.

"what?" says lucas wiping his cheek with a napkin. he'd obviously been day dreaming.

"are you okay, lucas?" farkle asks, looking a little worried.

"oh yeah i'm fine, just tired." lucas replies.

"why so tired lucas?" charlie says, chipping in.

"oh nothing, next door had a baby and it cries all night, thats all." lucas says.

"aw, is ranger rick having a problem with a ickle wickle baby?" i tease, in a baby voice.

"no." says lucas defensively. he hates it when i get to him, he hates it when i'm right.

"can ranger rick not sleep through a little crying?" i say, smiling.

"its not little, it sounds like a screaming cat being amplified through a speaker." lucas tries to explain.

"come on it can't be that bad, you live in new york city with the subway and dogs and midnight traffic. theres noise everywhere, 24 hours a day." i say.

"oh you don't believe me." lucas questions.

"i think your exaggerating." i admit, still smiling and i can see he's getting agitated.

"oh really?" lucas says, but he forms a smile.

"really." i repeat, my smile growing.

"okay," he says, "my house tonight, sleepover."

"what!" riley intterupts, "a BOY/GIRL sleepover. we are only in the 9th grade." riley says, sounding disgusted at the idea.

i must admit i was surprised to but i didn't want to show it.

"okay, sure." i reply to lucas.

"what?" lucas and riley both say at the say time. rileys still disgusted and lucas seemed oddly surprised i say yes, but then charlie turns to address riley.

"wait, you don't like them, oh." he says, acting a little disappointed, "so you don't wanna to come for a sleepover tonight?"

"um… maya?" riley says whilst nervously smiling at charlie.

"yesssss?"

"bay window." riley says.

"riles."

"yes peaches." still nervously smiling at charlie.

"we're in school."

"janitors closet then?"

"no"

"restroom?"

"no, just say it?"

"but he's right there." she says now turning to look at maya.

"say it."

"should i go to charlie's tonight? i don't want to rush it, i like him" this makes charlie smile, "should i go?"

"do it, grow up, have fun. and what do you thinks going to happen anyway. like you said, we're in the 9th grade. i'm doing it."

"but your maya."

"yes and your riley, do it."

"charlie," she says turning back to look at him, still smiling.

"yes riley."

"i'd love to."

"great, and we can take it slow."

"how did you know?" she says tilting her head and smiling.

"riley, we all heard the conversation, we're right here." lucas interrupts.

"oh." riley pauses, "farkle did you hear?" she asks, turning to him.

"yes i did riley and i must say i'm proud of you both." he said looking over at maya too, "does this mean you'll sleep over at my house now?"

"noooo." me and riley say together (me a little more harshly).

"say huckleberry, want to make this interesting?" i suggest.

"what do you mean maya?" lucas replies.

"i mean a bet sundance."

"what sort of bet."

"well ranger rick, if i can sleep through the 'screaming cat through an amplifier' baby cry, you do my history homework for the next 6 weeks."

"okay, and what if you can't sleep and I WIN." he says slowly, because he knows those two words get to me.

"ohhh, you won't win."

"i might."

"ohhh, you won't, but if it makes you happy…" i rub my chin, thinking, "um… i will stop the nicknames for 1 week."

"really?" he looks at me surprised, "two." he says, smiling.

"don't push me, huckleberry." i reply.

"maya, I'm scared." riley says.

we are walking out of 6th period, heading to our lockers, when riley brings up the boy/girl sleepover thing again.

"don't be, you and charlie are perfect for each other. he'll take you to a movie, you'll put your hands in the popcorn at the same time and that will probably be as far as you go."

"i'll have you know, maya, i kissed lucas."

"yeah, and look how that turned out."

"wait, do you not believe in me? you're mean't to be my best friend. ring power."

"i do and i am, just go, prove me wrong then riles."

"fine i will." riley says storming off towards her locker.

i have a plan and she'll realise soon, she know me to well.

"hey maya," lucas says, coming out of his maths class, "do you want to go to topanga's bakery before we go to my house."

"sure, i have nothing else to do, riley's busy and there's no point doing my homework work because you'll do it for me after tonight." i said getting close to his face.

"i wouldn't be to sure about that." he said getting even closer.

he was looking straight at me and i was looking into his dense brown eyes. i knew riley could tell something was going to happen but its ranger rick, nothing would.

"oh i would." i said to avoid the awkard tension. it made lucas laugh and although riley looked a little disappointed she still found my comment funny. i turn and grab some art templates out my locker when charlie appears.

"ready?" charlie says, "i really need a coffee."

"me too." lucas says, and they head off.

i turn to follow but riley grabs my arm.

"yes." i say.

"don't worry." riley says, as she links arms with me and drags me after the boys.