I've started watching Pretty Little Liars (finally). I'm on episode five, and OMG TOBY IS ADORABLE. Please tell me he doesn't turn out bad, or die, or something...

(What I'm listening to: Only -- Nicki Minaj)

~ JM/SS/CW

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"How do I look?" Riley asks as I walk through the door, turning a full circle in front of me.

Beautiful. "You look great! Where are you going, exactly?"

"Oh, I didn't tell you yet!" She looks up excitedly, and I can't help but smile. "I have a date with Lucas!"

My smile automatically disappears. "Oh... Umm, Riles? I don't think you should go on this date."

"What? Why not?"

Because Lucas is more-than-likely going to break up with you. "I-I don't know, I just have a bad feeling about it."

Riley sits down, not looking at me. After a few seconds, though, she asks, "Is it the flower crown? Is it too much, because I can take it off --"

"No! The flower crown is adorable!" Way to be subtle, Hart. "Umm... What I mean is, it's not about how you look. It's... I don't know. I just don't think you should go."

Riley stands up. I don't step back, so our faces are mere inches apart. "I'm going on that date, and you can't stop me."

"Uhh... Yeah, okay..." I can't stop staring at her.

Has that skirt always been so short?

Mind out of the gutter, Maya. Mind out of the gutter.

"Are you even listening to me?"

"You're beautiful." Shit. Maya, you fucking idiot.

"What?"

"I mean... You're beautiful, so why would this date go wrong? Lucas totally loves you! I have to go now." Turning around, I walk out of her bedroom, down the hall, and right out the apartment door.

Where do I go after that? Straight down to the nearest café.

And of course, one of the last people I want to see right now is here, sitting at a table alone; Mr. Matthews.

Sighing, I decide to talk to him. "Hey, Mr. Matthews..."

"Maya!" After taking one look at me, he asks, "What's wrong?"

"Riley. I got caught up in the moment, and kept staring at her, and I told her she was beautiful, and I think I'm in love with your daughter." As I stop to take a breath, he tells me to sit down. I do so, and ask, "Do you hate me?"

"Of course I don't hate you, Maya. You're like my own child."

"That'd mean I'm in love with my sister."

"Forget I said that." I laugh, already forgetting about the Riley incident. "What I mean to say is, I could never hate you. Honestly, I'd rather you date Riley than Lucas."

Lucas.

"God, I hate him so much. I can't believe I trusted him with my Riles." Mr. Matthews simply nods in agreement. "Hey, guess what I found out today?"

"Hmm?"

"Riley looks good in a short skirt."