Hi everyone!

This is my first fic in a LONG time, and I had originally posted it as a One-Shot on my Tumblr (lexiegirlstuff), because I just felt like writing after watching the season 2 premiere week of Girl Meets World. I hadn't been inspired in a long time so I ran with it. I thought it was done, but I just keep on thinking scenarios for my current OTP; so I'm gonna give it a shot and try to turn this into a story in between the official episodes.

Usual Disclaimers Apply: I don't own any of the characters or brand of Girl Meets World, I'm just doing this for fun. LUCAYA all the way!

Set after Girl Meets the Secret of Life

Chapter ONE

WALK ME HOME

Maya was happy the day was over and things had finally calmed down. Ever since Zay had marched into class and spilled Ranger Rick's secrets, things had been a little upside down, what with Riley going to Riley Town and having a melt down over it.

But now they had all made peace and Maya was going to celebrate by watching re-runs of Sabrina the Teenage Witch, eating a few of the pastries her mom had brought home from work and maybe finishing her latest art class assignment, even if it wasn't due until the end of the week.

She was just settling into her bed and turning on the TV when a knock came on her window. That was unusual, but not completely out of the ordinary. There had been that time when Farkle and Lucas had shown up there while trick or treating (even though it was a bit out of the way from their side of Greenwich Village).

With a sigh, Maya got up she was about to ask who was it – even though it was to a window and not to a door – when she got her answer.

"Maya! Are you there?" Lucas asked, knocking on the window plane again.

"What's shaking, Huckleberry?" Maya said with a smile, pushing the window up all the way, well, until it caught and Lucas had to finish doing the pushing. "Got lost on the way to the rodeo?"

Lucas smiled at that, and then held out a single sunflower out to Maya, "For you, kind lady."

"What's that about?"

"Well, I know they are your favorites and I just wanted to thank you, for not losing it these past few days. With Zay and the almost fight today… people were treating me different for a while there, but you never did."

"We are friends, Sundance. I stand by my friends no matter what."

"I see that now." He said with a smile. "Hey, are you busy? We could go out for a milkshake or something."

"Still trying to say, thank you?" Maya asked, holding her flower.

"A little bit, maybe."

"Okay, they you are buying!" She said cheerfully. "Let me put this on some water and I'll met you out front." She added and skipped out of the room, leaving Lucas to wrestle the window back down and climb down the fire scape stairs outside her window.

…

Lucas knew this should be strange, and that maybe he was going a bit far in the name of gratitude, but he was grateful to Maya. For the past few days, only she and Farkle kept treating him as usual, while the rest of their class, including Riley, seemed to obsess over the things he had done back in Texas to get himself expelled from school.

But not Maya Penelope Hart.

She actually just kept trying to make him feel better and calm Riley down. It had surprised him, but, then again, Maya always surprised him.

"Ready to go, Ranger Rick?" Maya said, stepping out of her building.

Lucas nodded and without talking they began to walk toward a dinner they had discovered while doing their Hart and Friar Muffins' assignment, and Lucas had insisted on walking her home every night, once they were done baking at his apartment. One night they had gotten caught in the rain and wandered in. It was just a regular old grease spoon, but the milkshakes were surprisingly good and the burgers and fries weren't half bad either.

"Did your mom say what time she wants you to be back?"

"Nah," Maya said, pausing to decide if she should say more. "She got cast in this community theater play and is in rehearsals, so I just texted her I was with you. She said it was fine. Knows you won't kept me out too late on a school night."

"I gather she didn't hear about the whole thing…"

"I'm sure she did. But she knows I trust you to be a good moral compass, so she's cool with you too."

"Thanks." He said, holding open the door of the diner.

"Less 'thanks', more cheese fries!" Maya declared, going through and scouting for their favorite booth at the back. The booth itself was a little run down but it was in the section of their favorite waitress.

They ordered some fries to share and a milkshake each and then just sat there talking for a while, about school and Farkle's latest world dominations scheme and debate team (to which Lucas had stuck to since last year) and Maya's 9th grade art class (in which she was the only 8th grader).

They stayed there for almost two hours, but decided to leave as it started to get dark.

"You should just go home." Maya told him as they stepped outside, noticing it was later than she thought. "I'm not that far from my apartment."

"I'm walking you home and that's the end of it." Lucas said, a little indignant.

Maya shrugged.

It happened then, as they were crossing the street, Lucas' hand reached for her wrist, to keep her close as they made their way a cross the busy intersection; but then his hand slid, and their fingers caught and suddenly they were holding hands.

They held hands all the way back, not noticing until they had to let go.

"Well Ms. Penelope, you're back home safe and sound."

"Thanks for feeding me, Huckleberry." Maya smiled up at him, in a rare open grin.

"See you tomorrow at school."

"Hey! Text me so I know you got home all right, okay?" She called out suddenly.

"I will." He called back, grinning like a fool as Maya went inside her building, waiting until the light in her window came on.

Then he started walking home, retracing his steps from earlier that afternoon. Puzzled by how natural had felt to hold Maya's hand as they walked, something that had felt so alien and just plain weird when he tried it with Riley, in those 2 hours when they had been boyfriend and girlfriend.

Maya's hand had just fit right into his, surprising the hell out of him by how good it felt.

But then again, Maya Penelope Heart always surprised him.

A/N: There it is! I hope you enjoyed it!

Love,

Clavie