imagination » rilaya

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Here I am preparing myself for school. Honestly I don't wanna go.

The last few days all Riley talks about is her kiss with Lucas.

How much she liked it.

How much she likes him.

How much she loves him, every single part about him. But she is even more afraid of he doesn't feeling the same way.

Oh Riles, I know exactly how you feel.

I looked myself one last time on the mirror and then checked what time it was, I was late. Maybe Riley left without me.

When I finally got to her apartment, she was waiting for me on her bed.

"Riley! You are still here" I said sitting by her side.

"Of course, how could I ever leave without you?" She said smiling at me.

I could look at her smile forever. Her smile is the reason I wake up every day. Just looking at her smile brings me back to life. It reminds me I'm alive.

Her beautiful voice got me out of my thoughts.

"Ok, we better hurry up. Let's go Maya!" She said  grabbing my hand and heading me out her apartment.

---time lapse---

We were at school and everything seemed normal. Well, the usual normal.

Just Riley and me.

We were about to enter to our classroom when Lucas appeared.

He and Riley stared at each other for a long while, without saying a word.

Finally they spoke.

"Hi" Riley said.

"Hi" Lucas replied.

"Hi" Riley repeated.

Honestly I would love to know what was going on through their minds in that moment.

The bell ringing got me out of my thoughts.

Apparently them too, because they were already gone.

---time lapse---

After that I don't have so many memories from that day. The last thing I remember is the whole class looking forward Lucas to ask Riley out.

Finally he did.

They are going on a date.

MY Riley is going out with Huckleberry.

They are officially dating. I guess so.

He was her first date.

Her first kiss.

Her first boyfriend.

When is it gonna be my turn?

Oh right, never. She will never like me, just because I'm a girl.

Probably if I were a guy, she wouldn't like me either.

I hate myself so much for having this feelings for her.

Talking about the date thing I should go and ask her how it went.

I mean the last thing I want is listen to her talking about Lucas.

But the last last thing I want is she finding out about my feelings for her.

That was my biggest secret. That me, myself and I only knew.

She was my biggest secret.