Old Flame-A Rucas Fanfic

First Glance

Lucas POV:

Riley and I were best friends since we met in kindergarten. I was so sure that I was going to marry her. I told her that too, a week before second grade started. We were in the playground two seconds away from our neighboring houses, on the top of the set letting our legs hang down....:

-Time travel woosh-

'Riley Mathews guess what!'

'What?' She says sweetly

'I've decided ima gonna marry you!' I tell her

'Were only seven!' She laughed, her pigtails in the wind, even though others didn't think much of her, having glasses and teeth not really straight, I still loved her

'I don't care, if I am gonna marry anyone, it's gonna be you! I promise! Turtles Honor!' I say

'Lucas, I have to tell you something....' She said,

'What?' I asked

'I'm moving.'

'What?!?'

'I'm moving.'

'Great! Your parents always talk about getting a bigger house!'

'Out of Texas...'

'Out of Texas?!?'

'Yeah...'

'But, you can't leave!' I plead

''I don't have a choice Lucas!'

'Let's run away!'

'They'll catch us!'

'Well maybe...'

'No Lucas!'

'But....' She comes over and puts her head on my shoulder

'Just...lets just sit here...please?'

'Whatever you want, Princess'

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BEEP BEEP BEEP

6:30. I have thirty minutes to get ready for my stupid new school in New York, this is so dumb. I put on my black shirt and blue jeans. I fluff my hair and walk into the kitchen.

"Morning Lucas! Want some breakfast?!" My mom asks smiling

"Nah, I'm good." I say to her, picking up my book bag

"Nah?" She asks me sternly

"No thank you mother!" I say rolling my eyes, I go to kiss her when she suddenly grabs my wrist

"Don't make me hurt you!" She says to me angrily, she then smiles, kisses my forehead and says "Have a good day pumpkin! Grab a pop-tart or I'll slap you"

I walk out to the streets of sunny New York City. It's August, and we finally finished getting unpacked from Texas. I cross the street to my new high school.

Abigail Adams High School

I walk to the office going past the typical Jocks, Cheerleaders, Nerds, and Basket Cases quickly finding the office.

"Lucas Friar?" The receptionist says, looking at my records

"Yes that's me." I say

She hesitates "Not such a clean record huh Mister Friar?"

"You think I don't know I made mistakes? Let's get on with it!" I sharply remark, she gives a glare and looks at the list,

"Looks like you don't have a planned student helper, they are all helping freshman, so you have to get by for a couple days! Think you can manage tough guy?" She laughed, I didn't laugh back. She then awkwardly gave me my class list.

As I leave into the hallway I bump into a hazel haired boy, dropping all of his books on the floor!

"Are you blind or something? Watch where you're going!" I almost shout, catching the attention of passing students

"I'm sorry!!" He apologizes

"Better be!" I huff. I turn to leave, making everyone get on with their business then go and help him with his books

"Thank you!" He smiles with a toothy grin

"Don't mention it." I say, I start to walk away and he seemed to follow me! "So are you just gonna follow me?"

"My class is in that direction! Room 187"

"I have the same." I say "What's your name kid?"

"Farkle! Farkle Minkus!" He says quickly

"Well Farkle, loosen your belt, it looks like someone gave you a wedgie."

"Someone did give me a wedgie!"

"Why did you get a wedgie?"

"How about you ask the person why I got a wedgie!" He laughed

"Wow Minkus, I can tell you are gonna be a lot of work." I shake my head

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As we walk into the class, I look around. Only 15 seats, must be a small class. I sit behind Farkle as he takes the front row. I tap my pencil on the table. The class fills in a bit and I see many interesting faces. The teacher begin

"Roll call!" She starts, I say my name when I am called, as the list goes lower and lower I almost fall asleep. When suddenly, I hear someone's voice I had longed to hear.

"Riley Mathews?!" She asks, a pretty brunette with long curled hair and a beautiful smile says

"Right here!!"