AN: Here's on half of a little two shot that I wrote up in the course of a couple days. :) This chapter contains friendship!Rilaya and Lucas is only mentioned in this first half. This is intended to be a two-shot, but if I get a good amount of positive feedback/requests to continue on I might go ahead and try to turn this into a multi-chapter fic.

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A squeal erupted from dorm room 305 followed by claps and soon after shushing sounds. It was just about 11 pm on a friday night, there was no reason to be shushing; however, Riley Matthews did not want anyone to hear what she had just said.

The two best friends—Riley Matthews and Maya Hart— sat on the blonde's twin sized bed in her dorm room across from each other, playfully swatting each others arms. "Shut up, no way! He finally asked you out!?" Maya started to bounce on her mattress in excitement.

Riley held onto Maya's arms and bounced with her, just as excited. "He did, Maya! But shhh. He asked if we could keep it on the down low and let everyone just kind of figure it out by themselves, you know? He's not all into PDA." Riley sighed—swooned— and placed her hands in her lap as she laid back to stare at the ceiling. She was smitten.

Maya wasn't about to let her go that easily. She laid beside her brunette friend, placed on her stomach with her head in her hands. "Well, yeah I bet. You two kind of have been dating—er well, going to dates— for 3 months and just now he decides to make it official." To this, Riley simply smiled wider, the muscles in her cheeks near sore, "Yeah. I guess he's really old fashioned about it."

Maya gave a very slow, exaggerated, and sarcastic nod. "Yeah. Definitely. Going to the movies at 11 o'clock am on a tuesday with all the senior citizens, ordering food in to watch netflix, walks in the park at literally two o'clock in the morning. Super old fashioned he doesn't want anyone to know you two socialize outside of our Biology Lab class." She puckered her lips, continuing to nod. "Very romantic."

Riley gave a sigh with slight annoyance behind it and sat up on the bed to look down at Maya beside her. "It was romantic! There was no one there to interrupt so it was literally just him and I. Like everyone else in the world didn't matter!" Riley smiled to herself, thinking about all their talks that they had and how close it had brought them together. Then it seemed she was trying to old back a laugh, "Okay, except that one time we went to watch the Big Hero 6 and that one old man started snoring."

Both Riley and Maya broke out into fits of giggles. Once they caught their breath, Maya sat up and hopped out of her bed to sit herself down at her desk chair. "Well, I hope that you and…" Maya paused, allowing Riley to chime in with her new beau's name, "Jake." Maya nodded and spun in her chair. "are happy. But I swear, Riles. If he hurts you, he'll be in the hospital in no time. You can count on me and Ranger Rick on that one."

Riley raised a brow and sat on her legs with a small smirk on her lips. "About you and Ranger Rick…" Her voice trailed off and Maya could sense where this was going. With a roll of her eyes, Maya pushed on her heel to spin her chair again. "What about us?"

"Well," Riley began, scooting—well, more like hopping— three times, a couple inches at a time, towards her blonde friend. "I hear he's coming over here tomorrow." Riley wiggled her brows suggestively.

Riley saw the way they continued their banter that started way back in the seventh grade. At first she thought it was their dynamic. It that may be so, but to continue it all the way to their second year of college? Obviously there had to be something there. Not to mention all the looks that Lucas gave Maya when Maya wasn't looking was pretty telling.

Maya stopped her chair from spinning and stood up, going over to her dresser. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation again. "Yeah? To study! For our anthropology class' midterm. That you're in by the way! Plus, Zay and Farkle are tagging along, too. You know this!"
Riley was quick to get on her feet, following right behind Maya. "Yeah, I know, but I told you guys that I have a meeting with my group for a presentation at that time." Maya turned on her heel, her eyes glaring into Riley's. "You suck."

The tall brunette gave an innocent smile as the much shorter girl passed her to look through the drawers back at the desk. Maya rustled through the drawers, tossing around papers and pens. "Yeah, well. Before you say it, there is absolutely nothing going on between me and Ranger Rick."

Riley was right behind her, hands on top of one another in front of her, a habit she picked up whenever she was trying to convince someone of something. "But why not? You go to each other for everything! Well, if I'm not available anyway." Maya decided that whatever she was looking for was not in that drawer and went to sit on the floor in front of her bed. She started to rummage underneath it. Riley sat on the bed, looking down at a presumably busy Maya.

"Like, remember when you were invited to that Art Gala and you wanted me to come but I couldn't because I went to Philadelphia with my parents? You brought Lucas, not Farkle or Zay." Riley swung her legs back and forth off the edge of the bed. "Or that time you needed a model for your still life project. You asked Lucas to do it."

Oddly enough, as she mentioned that project Maya found the painted canvas of the Texas boy under her bed and tossed it over her shoulder.

"Oh, oh!" Riley bounced up and down, making it harder for Maya to find whatever she was looking for. "We both had the flu that one week and Lucas bought medicine and kleenex and soup and food. And how about when you two rode home back together for our first Thanksgiving break!"

Maya un-crouched herself and Riley almost laughed at how comical she looked with her blonde hair in disarray, eye twitching in frustration. "First, Farkle was studying for a final. Zay doesn't even go to our University. Second, you move too much for still life and can you imagine how much Farkle's ego would have inflated? He would have hung that painting up in his future mansion! C, he bought medicine and kleenex and soup and food for the both of us Riley! We were both sick! Oh, and lastly, you guys ditched us and left earlier!"

Riley opened her mouth, but she couldn't dispute any of that. She huffed in annoyance and decided to deter the subject, "You know Maya. You went from first, second, to—"

"Not the point, Matthews." Maya sat on her legs on the floor with her hands at her hips. "Huckleberry and I are nothing."

Riley sighed in defeat and threw her hands up in the air before falling back onto Maya's bed. "Fine."

Just then, a chime of Maya's phone went off and the both of them raced to the desk where she had left it. Maya smiled and flicked her finger on the screen and started to respond.

Riley raised a brow with a huge smirk plastered upon her lips. "Nothing, eh?"

Maya rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time that night. "Yes. Nothing."

Riley looked at Maya with a deadpan expression. "What kind of friend texts the other friend about matching batman and superman onesies and plans on buying them? Hmmm? I'll tell you what kind of friends those are." Riley wagged her finger once at Maya as if to relay her point. "friends that like each other!"

Maya finished her response and placed the phone back on the desk. "We both just really like superman and batman. Nothing more to it."

"Yeah? Well, so do I! How come he doesn't buy me a onesie?"

"Well maybe, you should ask him to." Maya looked over at her phone that had chimed off again. "Says he'll be back from walmart at his dorm by 2am."

Riley smiled at her friend, her voice very teasing and suggestive like. "And why does he need to tell you that, huh?"

"In case I wanted something, Riles. Duh." Maya started to sniffle, her nose was now running.

"Yikes, maybe you should ask him to get some Emergen-C." Riley placed her hand on Maya's forehead, feeling for an abnormal temperature.

"Nah. I'm fine. It's probably from all the dust under my bed earlier." Maya took Riley's hand off her forehead and looked around her room. "Speaking of which… where did I put that thing?"

"What thing?"

"My Anthropology text book," Maya bit on her lip and stood in the middle of her dorm room, trying to remember where she had last seen it.

"Have you checked your bag?" Riley chuckled, knowing full well that the girl's own backpack would be the last place she'd look. She picked up the army green backpack and took the thick text from it, handing it over to Maya.

"Oh yeah. Thanks Riles," Maya grabbed the book from Riley, but dropped it to the floor when a sneeze crept up on her and shook her entire body. ""Scuse me."

Riley quickly found some napkins—probably some left over from takeout— and handed it to her best friend, stepping back more than an arm's length away. "Yeah, no problem."

Taking the napkin, Maya blew her nose then tossed it into the garbagecan. "I'm not sick. Don't worry."

"You know Maya," Riley began, grabbing Maya's phone from the desk and handing it to her. "Lucas will gladly nurse you back to health."

Maya snatched the phone from Riley and tossed it onto her bed to the left of her.

"I'm not sick!"

She sneezed again, and grabbed all of the napkins that Riley had pushed her way glaring at the girl's smirk.

"Not sick," Maya reiterated.