Lucas

After I left, I felt so compelled to go back and talk to my mother. I don't know why, but I felt like I had to. When I did arrive at the bar, I wsa shocked to see what I did. I saw Riley, and she was talking to my mother. No, actually, she was yelling. "Just becuase you and Mr. Friar had not worked out, doesn't mean that true love doesn't exist. My parents are living proof of that. I believe more in love than in anything. Judge case by case, not all based on one. I love Lucas more than anything, and you should love him too. There's so much to love about that boy. And what kind of mother are you, letting him be beat that way! I know I have no right to say these things, but I care about Lucas much too much to stay out of this."

I realize that I shouldn't eavesdrop, but I need to know. My mother was the next to reply, "Whoever you are, I don't care. You are more of an idiot than Lucas. The two of you are worthless people, and deserve each other. You're just wastes of space!" I could see tears starting to pool in Riley's eyes, but she held them in and stood her ground, not letting the tears fall.

She spoke with so much poison, "I could say the same and so much more to you. What mother calls her own son a bastard?" She stormed off, and then spotted me, "Lucas! I'm sorry I had to, I couldn't bear the idea of you and your mother in such a bad place. But I just made it worse!" The tears finally fell.

"Shh," I consoled her, "It's okay, it's not your fault. You only had my best interests in mind. I love you, Riles."

"No! I just made everything so much worse!"

"Don't worry. We'll get through this, together."

"I really love you, Lucas."

"I love you too, Riles."

Riley

Afterwards, we both went home and watched a movie. Together, we cuddled on the couch, and just enjoyed being with each other. I love every single second we spent together, for they are simply pure magic. My heart swells each time he even just speaks, and I feel my heart thumping every so often. Only Lucas could possibly get such an reaction out of me. The nerve of this boy! This is seriously true love, and I don't know how much more I can possibly take before I just burst. I know that he wouldn't intentionally hurt me.

The next day, Missy sauntered up to us, "Lucas!" She declared in a sickly sweet voice, "Did you dump the weird brat yet? If you haven't, you seriously should. I mean, I'm so much better than her, and you deserve better."

I exploded, "Missy Bradford! When will you see that you and Lucas aren't going to happen? We are in love, something you clearly know nothing about. You would if you cared about anything other than your petty self. You better look away from the mirror long enough to see the damage that will always be right behind you!"

Lucas, being the sweet boyfriend he is, backed me up, "Every single word coming out of Riley's mouth is the truth, only the truth, and nothing but the truth. I love her more than anything in existence, and no matter what, I'll do everything in my power to protect her. Even if we ever broke up, which we never will, I would just wait for Riley. I wouldn't even look twice at you, never mind like you. You've hurt Riley, and that I cannot allow. Anyone that hurts her is awful."

We shared a sweet and short kiss, and I saw Missy stomping off out of the corner of my eyes.I felt whole. Out of breath, I spoke, "Thank you, I really love you Lucas."

Maya

That Monday at school, I saw Riley finally stand up to Missy. Boy am I proud of that girl. And I'm really glad that she's with Lucas, especially after what he said about her, and how he defended her against the she-devil Missy. For the past day or so, Josh and I have been texted nonstop these past few days. I finally know why Riley is so obsessed with Lucas. Having a boyfriend really makes you feel loved. And Farkle, I'm so happy that he and Smackle are together! They are the cutest couple, and they work well together. Besides, they're both super smart, off the charts. What I am still worried about though, is my mother. She has been so distant, from me and everyone at work too, according to her friends. I worry so much. I hope that she isn't going to THAT place again. The one of depression, where she went after my father left. I may have been really young when it happened, but I remember it crystal clearly. The memories of the sound of my mother sobbing at night while I was trying to sleep still haunt me so. I wish my all of my heart that my mother could find happiness again. She may be rough on the edges, but she's a great person at heart. What about Riley's Uncle Shawn. Now, the ages could work, and he certainly understands such situations. I wonder how that would work out, don't you?

Farkle

Ever since I told everyone else about Isadora, I've felt like a weight has been lifted from my chest, lighter than I have been in ages. My adoration for her runs deep, and the feelings, I hope, are mutual. Now that I have her, I won't ever let her go. Now way in hell. She is the living, breathing example of perfection, and her beauty shines from within, and from without. How is it possible that her inner beauty is even greater than her already gorgeous outer beauty. That shall be the greatest mystery of the world.