Sorry it took so long to update. I hope you guys enjoy this second chapter. More people voted to keep this fanfic as a friendship one, so here ya go.

House-sitting for the Matthews Cont.

"Huckleberry" Maya states, staring at Lucas is his ridiculous uniform. Lucas was dressed in a white polo tee, with blue pants, and a red, white, and blue visor. He looked ridiculous, especially because it seemed like his visor didn't fit. "You're a pizza delivery boy?"

"Well, it's just that — wait, doesn't Riley live here. Why isn't Riley here?" Lucas squeaks out.

"She's visiting her grandparents in Philadelphia. Now stop ignoring my question. Why are you a pizza delivery boy?" Maya demands.

"I'm not avoiding any questions. In fact, I don't even have to answer any questions you have at all. I'm only here to deliver the pizza and then leave." Lucas responded with his chest puffed out and his chin raised. Then Maya gave him the death glare. "Alright, fine. I just happen to need some concert tickets, and this job was available. That'll be $20." Lucas let out so quickly like he ran out of breath.

"Nope. I don't believe you got this demeaning job just for some concert," Maya declared as she took the pizza out of Lucas' hands. "You know what I think? I think that you had to get this job for an important concert. I think that you want to hear some good ole country music held downtown at a secret hoedown that you and Zay somehow found."

"Oh, you totally figured me out Maya. Great guess." Lucas then proceeded to roll his eyes. "Now can you please give me $20 so that I can hear some good ole country music."

"Nope. You came here after 30 minutes."

"No fair. You intentionally took forever to get to the door."

"Sorry Sundance. The rules are the rules. Or do I need to make an annoyed call to your place of work?" Maya raised an eyebrow.

"Fine, but just know you're the reason I won't be able to hear my sweet ole music that reminds me of home," Lucas said solemnly.

"Oh please. I know that you just want to see Taylor Swift in concert," Maya joked.

A small blush crept up Lucas' face. Then Maya eyes popped out of their sockets.

"Wait, you actually want to go see Taylor Swift. I knew you were a secret swiftie."

"Ok, ok. Don't get so excited. You can't tell Zay. He's a big Kanye West fan and if he ever found out..." Lucas started to say.

"Don't worry, Secret Swiftie. You're secret is safe with me," Maya interrupted. "Hey, do you want to hang out after your shift is over. I'm here all by myself and now I've got all this extra pizza."

"Sure," Lucas said.

"Great. Then maybe we can listen to some Taylor Swift songs afterwards," Maya said and then proceeded to sing You Belong With Me is a purposefully bad voice.

Lucas rolled his eyes and left before it could get any worse.

"See ya later swiftie," Maya called after him.

Fin.

A/N: I hope you guys really enjoyed this. I had a fun time writing in the heads of Maya and Lucas. I think this is the first third person fic that I'm proud of. When I do more fics, would you guys like it if I kept it in third person omniscient. Or would you like third person limited or first person. I don't like second person, so I don't plan on writing in that pov. If you have any ideas/prompts for fics please pm me or leave a review with your ideas. I'm working on a riarkle fanfiction right now, so that'll be in the works for the rest of my summer (I don't start school until near the end of September). You can check on my profile for future updates about that. Don't forget to R&R.

- The Bookworm