~Lucas~
I finally managed to escape Zay and his non-stop need to talk. The other boys in the team (so most of my friends) were avoiding me and Billy, obviously trying to decide who's side they're on after the fight. So I was left on my own, wandering the halls, looking for Maya. I haven't told the guys about the kiss yet but when I do I'm sure they'll all come crawling back to me just so they can get closer to the infamous Maya Hart, then Billy will be the black sheep of the team.

I need to figure out what's going on between Maya and I anyway. If I'm honest, I've confused fantasy with reality so I'm completely lost as to how she feels. Judging by her reaction to the kiss, it's a lot more complicated than I thought-but the guys don't need to know that. I head towards art class knowing that it's my next lesson and there would be an opportunity to talk to her there.

I don't understand why she hasn't spoken to me yet. Isn't it suppose to be the girl who swoons over the guy, you know, kinda like how Missy and all the other girls are obsessed with me?

I walk into class and see Maya in the corner, concentrating on her piece of painting. "Hey," I say giving a small wave and walking up to her.

I take the seat next to her as she continues to ignore me. When the teacher walks in behind the rest of the class, she immediately notices I swapped seats. "Friar, move. I don't want my star student to be distracted by some boy." She looks me up and down in disgust before turning to the rest of the class, innocently, "I have no favourites, honest." I roll my eyes then can't help but smirk at the thought of me distracting Maya just by being there. I glance back at her as I'm moving seats to meet her death stare, making me smirk even more.

Once class is over and everyone has left the room I walk over to Maya, who is still focusing on her piece. Before I can even utter a word she interrupts me. "I'm not talking to you." She clarifies which makes me question why she is being so cold towards me.

"Why? Is this about last night?"

"You're a bully Lucas," she says whilst elegantly dipping her brush in clean water, obviously trying to stay calm and still not facing me. This took me completely by surprise, I thought she was mad because I kissed her. Where did this accusation come from?

"What? Who said that?" I'm so confused...but then I realize. "Did she say that to you?"

"Who?"

"The brunette." I say, like it was obvious.

"Do you mean Riley?" She raises her eyebrows and finally looks at me.

"Yeah whatever. She's the gi-" I stop when Maya slams the palette and brush on the desk, standing up.

"What do you mean whatever?! The brunette has a name! It's Riley." She yells. Whoa, she's mad and everyone knows she's ruthless when she's mad. Don't dig a hole Lucas, don't dig a hole, whatever you do, do not provoke her more.

"Maya, it doesn't really matter she's just-"

"Yes it does matter Lucas! She's a person with feelings and all you and your jerk-tourage ever do is make her feel unloved, unwanted and worthless." Great, now she's even angrier.

"Maya look, we just tease her a bit. She doesn't mind." I try to calm her down.

"Doesn't mind?! She has feelings Lucas. How can you not see that you're hurting her?" She steps closer to me, like being close would help me understand her but it doesn't.

I don't get what I've done wrong and frankly, I'm more concerned about where Maya and I stand in our relationship. Does she like me? Does she know I like her? Are we just friends or are we something more? Does she even see me as a friend? Well, right now I feel like she sees me as her enemy. All these thoughts are flipping through my mind in milliseconds before I decide to speak what I'm thinking.

"I don't understand what Riley has to do with us," I gesture towards us and she looks at me incredulously, "whatever 'us' is." I add.

"There is no 'us' Hopalong!" She frowns and looks at me like I'm an idiot- which, right now, is how I feel. "Riley's my best friend and you're a bully." She hurriedly packs her things and storms out.

"Maya don't-" I sigh in a half-hearted attempt to stop her but she leaves and slams the door before I can say anything else. I frown, alone in the room, I'm so confused. What did she mean by there is no 'us' we freaking kissed?! There were sparks. We're meant to be. Why is she finding it so difficult to understand? I grow angry and decide to give up on her, it's not like I need her. I'm practically the most popular guy in school, I could be with any girl I wanted. I've wasted so much time crushing on her and she doesn't even show any sign of liking me back, it's pointless.

~Riley~
After my lesson finished, I decided to wait outside Maya's class so we could walk down to the cafeteria together. Everyone seemed to have left the room apart from Maya...and Lucas. I know I shouldn't but I go against my better judgement and stand closer to the door, nudging it slightly so it opens enough for me to be able to eavesdrop.

"I don't understand what Riley has to do with us, whatever us is." I hear Lucas defend himself. Why are they talking about me? Wait a minute, there's an 'us' between Maya and Lucas?

"There is no us Hopalong! Riley's my best friend and you're a bully!" Oh. Well I guess that answers my question. Great, now my existence is stopping Maya from being happy with Lucas. I see Maya grab her bag and stomp out so I quickly scuttle away from the door before she sees me.

"What just happened?" I asked, trying to act dumb.

"How much did you hear?" She ignores my question and narrows her eyes, seeing straight through my lie.

"Not much." I shrug.

"Then nothing happened," she swiftly changes the subject. "Where's lover boy?"

"Right here." Farkle raises his hand. "What? Why's everyone so glum?" He instantly noticed something was wrong, so of course Maya's instinct was to evade the question; rather aggressively might I add.

"What d'you have a watch or something that magically tells you to appear on queue every time?" We both look at Maya worriedly and assure her that she can tell us if there's something wrong, Farkle even told her to punch him to release any pent-up anger she might have towards Lucas. She just sighs and rolls her eyes in response then, as we're walking to the cafeteria, she reluctantly starts explaining the argument between her and Lucas.

A/N: I was just wondering if you guys think I put too much detail into the small stuff...like, would you prefer it if I focused on the speech or should I just keep writing like this? I don't mind either way.