Perfect Way to Complicate Things

Welcome back! It's been a while! Now, I don't have time to explain anything that's been happening with me right now, I need to dive right into this post. Don't be alarmed by the title. I really don't think there is a 'perfect' way to complicate things. Perfect would require it to be a good thing, and it's way beyond a good thing. The best word to describe this is a mess. A dirty mess. Lately things have been rough for not just me, but Maya, Lucas and Farkle included. I guess we're involved in a love triangle. But it's not really a triangle. It's a bunch of squiggly lines by now. I'm not going to go into much details, but basically, I like Lucas and so does Maya, but Lucas likes me and I'd never hurt him. Then, I also sort of liked Farkle for a good couple of days, but I'm not diving any further into that scenario. 

So a few nights ago,  Farkle suggested we have confessions night. I thought the idea was a great way to get everybody on track again. We all confessed something. Well, Farkle confessed mine when I said I didn't want to. That hasn't been figured out yet, but I can do that on my own. I'm fine. So, Lucas told Maya he liked her, but she had no idea that he meant that in the friend way. She got excited and super happy, considering what torture her last days have been with him. Everyone was happy that night. I don't remember exactly what happened the next day, but somehow, we were fighting. It wasn't good. I was devastated. Then to make matters worse, my little hamster Kiwi had to pass away at 2:44pm. It definitely wasn't good. So for the past while, it's been Farkle and Maya vs me and Lucas. Then this morning, Maya got fed up with Farkle and I got fed up with Lucas. I couldn't take him anymore. It was too long that I've just been with him. Eventually, Uncle Eric had to come and settle our problems, which slightly worked. I thought that things would be great. But since then, Farkle was acting strange to me and I knew something was wrong. I tried to be super nice to him. I don't like him romantically, but I love him. He pushed me away and got angry. For why would he do that? For maybe he was over me. He was. He really was over me. I told him I don't want to see him on New Years, and I still plan not to. 

So, introducing another problem, if you read Maya's blog post, she wrote about how her and Farkle might like each other. Why would she do that to me?! Just to make herself feel better about Lucas?! I can't believe that! Yes, I don't like Farkle like that anymore, but doesn't she get that I did a few days ago, and doing that is going to trigger old feelings?! Apparently she didn't think about that, so now I won't stop thinking of Farkle and how he might like her now. I just can't believe she'd do that to me! Today she tried to save one relationship and it was ours! So now she's gonna go and crush on Farkle? I don't think so. She can if she really wants to, but I hope she knows that in result of that, she will be losing me, and losing Lucas even more.

In One Ear and Out The Other

I remember reading my texts on my Google+ hangout chat with one of my best friends, not only that but also my crush, Lucas Friar. When he apologized to us on Google+ that time, I missed him so much I immediately accepted the apology and I didn't think twice, or even once for that matter. I remembered Maya, cold-blooded, bruised and scarred for life. I pictured her blotched up wrist that I remember seeing happen one night that I wasn't in the right mind and defending her wasn't the first thing that crossed my mind. Lucas promised he'd never hit Maya again, because that's what I was worried about. For about 3 days, for the first time in months which felt like years, we actually were 100% the way we were in Girl Meets World, no more, no less. We have a new episode airing tomorrow night, and we had almost made it to the end, where we could get filled up by the new episode and nothing would strain us from being normal. We'd b safe for at least a week or so, longer if we really tried. But last night Maya told me we needed to immediately go to bed, especially when Lucas came to join Maya, Riley Bria, Quentin, Jax and I for a nice and simple game of Truth or Dare. "Do you trust me?" Maya asked me in a panicked voice. "Yes" I said. "Then we need to go to bed, now. Right now" Maya said. I saw Lucas standing there and felt like this was my chance to truly hangout with him and talk to him and engage the way we used to. Then Maya started blabbing and she didn't even take a single breath. She was telling the story of what she'd think would happen on her actual first date, not counting the one she had with Farkle that time. Lucas put his hand on her, attempting to make her quiet, and it worked. Too well. I was ready to just go and avoid the sensation I could see would end up happening. Maya and Lucas, all over again. "It's one day until our new episode airs, we can't just give up now" I thought inside. But I didn't want either of Lucas and Maya saying anything to me, so I let them be. Riley Bria and Jax started being all grossly romantic because, well they have an on-and-off relationship. At least theirs is an actual relationship. Lucas and Maya just have the intention to feel some sort of pleasure and happiness by pretending to love each other and just have fun with it. Yep, that's what I'm going with. Then following Jax and Riley, Lucas and Maya played that stupid romance card too. I was heartbroken and I ran out crying. I ran to my parents and got in bed with them. I soon came to realize that they wanted the same alone time I was giving Lucas and Maya, just by storming out. So I went and slept with Auggie for a bit. Then hours later, I woke up and needed a drink. I walked by the closed bedroom door of the room that I thought was mine, but inside thought maybe it wasn't anymore. I heard puking sounds and gagging like someone was hurt or maybe sick. So I took a bucket in and wondered what was going on. I saw Jax standing there, almost throwing up, so I gave her the bucket. I looked down and Maya who was vulnerable and could hardly move a muscle, not just from pain, but also from fear. When Quentin told me what overly went on, I realized what'd happened. Lucas beat up Maya again, but it was way worse this time. She had a number of scars on her arms, that almost looked as if she were cutting arms up, but that obviously wasn't the case. I knew that when I saw her usual pale loom on one side of her face, and the other side of her face was puffy and dark red, maybe even a bit purple. "Lucas, you promised me you'd never hit her again" I cried. My tears were harder to hold back than they were on a regular basis. What was I supposed to do now? "So that was your point. You just wanna ruin everyone we know. First you get all romantic with Maya, knowing it'd hurt me, and that's how you got me down. Then once I'm down, you take Maya down by literally taking her down" I explained. Maya showed me her scars and bruises and admitted that she could've shut her mouth a bit. But she said that stuff out of self-defense and defense towards Riley Bria and Jax, as well. Then when my dad came in, I was already crying my eyes out from the emotional betrayal Lucas laid upon me. My dad couldn't handle all the tears and drama, so he got my mom who took me and asked Maya to explain the story. To my surprise, Maya actually told the whole thing as it happened. When I heard the parts where she got beat by Lucas, it broke my heart. I felt so compassionate for not just her, but myself too. I felt deeply sorry for both of us. Then Shawn and Jax's dad, John came in. Shawn almost pounded Lucas for beating Maya up, and turns out while I was gone, Riley Bria broke Jax's heart and so her dad took care of him as well. The night was winding down and Maya and I were both in emotional distress, while she was also in no good physical state. Jax was puking and sick inside, while Maya was broken on the outside. I never could've asked for a worse night than that. Now, everytime I see the commerical for our new episode airing tomorrow, I'm going to boo it like I did before Lucas apologized, because I hated watching us the way we used to be, it was like a literal reflection. I don't really know what or why that happened, but it taught me a lesson, forgiving those who have failed several times, is basically asking them to beat up your best friend, after using her to make you feel bad. So is Lucas the same? No. Will he ever be again? No. So Girl Meets World is ruined, and you'll likely see of this issue in Season 2 and if we're that vulnerable, also in Season 3+. We'll never know what the future holds, but we'd better watch our backs just in case.

Projects and Partner Problems

Welcome back to Riley's world! Today I found myself sitting back in the desk I sat in ten days ago as I watched the clock count down for spring break. It seemed a bit different, but the people I was hoping to not see today were surprisingly absent and their absence was obviously noticed. The first day back was extremely tiring. In Leadership 7 we just got a new big project that is worth 35% of our final grade for this reporting period. I was excited to begin this project when I read the description and we were asked to choose a role model and make a powepoint all about them and how they were a leader to society. Our teacher gave us a list of role models we could chose from and I was pysched when I saw the person I am obsessed with and admire as one of the first options. Audrey Hepburn. I am like obsessed with Audrey Hepburn and her work in Hollywood and how well she coped with her life as a star. Audrey isn't exactly from our generation, as she was born on May 4th of 1929. I was super hyped when I asked the teacher if she was already taken and she said no. "Okay, I'm doing her!" I belted out in happiness. She agreed that I made a great choice. For the last 20 minutes of class, I worked hard to research her as much as I could to learn the things I did not know. This project is going to be one I can relate to, which will make it easier to do in the long run. After class, a disappointed Maya came up to me to ask who I was doing for the assignment. "Audrey Hepburn!" I cheered, and almost bragged to my best friend. "No, please no" Maya hesitated, as I know she's always been a let down in conversations I create about Audrey. "I saw her on the list and knew you'd be the first to chose her" Maya remarked exhaustedly. "Who are you doing?" I curiously questioned Maya, staring at her without a single blink. "I don't really care about this class or this project" Maya went on, "So I didn't chose, but I texted Gretchen and found out that we got a extra $50 to pay for the vandalism we did a few years ago!" Maya smiled like she was proud of such foolish decisions she made in the past. "So who are you doing for thr project?" I questioned, ignoring her rediculous story. "Ugh, it's Catherine the Great. What did she do that's so great anyway?" Maya's mood changed from relieved to annoyed faster than I could blink. "That's what you're supposed to find out!" I said lightening the mood. "They should call her Catherine not-so-great, because whatever she did can't be any greater than the $50 I no longer owe the community center!" Maya rejoiced. Sometimes I wonder why she's not proud of who she is, but she seems overly proud of the terrible mistakes she has made over the last years.

Later in English class, we found tests faced down on every desk in the classroom. "We have a test today?" Maya asked furiously. "Yes! That's why I said you only need a penicl for English!" the teacher snapped at her. "Sometimes I feel like they don't listen" the teacher said to her teacher's helper, who agreed with her. Class went by so slowly as we completed this test, which turned out to be a reading comprehension test. I looked over at Maya, in the row beside me, diagonally from my direction. "She's not going know a thing on this test" I thought anxiously. To my surprise, I wasn't wrong. Maya dropped her pencil on her desk as her head fell weakly into her hands through frustration. She sighed. I sighed, worrying that this will hurt her grades more than her brain. I saw her looking around the majority of the time, realizing she couldn't even be done half this test, which I was almost finished. We had English again after lunch, maybe she'd have more energy to think after eating. I store back down at my paper. All the words and phrases, poems and stories, even I was getting sick of it. Maya dropped her head on her desk in exhaustion. Right as the bell wrang, Maya flung her head up in relief and handed her test forward. "Riley..." I heard a voice in my head saying. "Riley, Riley..." I kept hearing, so soft and gently. "Riley!!" it yelled, I woke from my imagination to see the kid sitting behind me yelling at me. "Riley! Pass the tests forward!" He cried. "Oh, right!" I said nervously handing the tests forward.

"Okay, we are starting a new project in religion today, relating to our until on forgiveness" our teacher smiled. We have the same religion and english teacher, so we didn't have to move classes between 3rd and 4th period. "You are to chose a fairytale where the protagonist and the antagonist, DO NOT forgive each other, and re-write the ending so that they do. You can do this in the form of a video, a comic or a story" she said. I looked back at Lucas and smiled. "Partners?" I asked hopefully. "The boys asked me to be in their group already, but I'll tell 'em I already have a partner!" he smiled. "Thanks!" I smiled. Relieved and almost hypnotized, I was happy that Lucas would leave his friends' group to partner up with me. Lucas and I started discussing which form of presentation we are going to do and what fairytale we were gonna chose. Maya sat not far, all by herself, anxiously playing with her paper. "Why didn't you partner up with Maya?" Lucas asked. "Huh?" I replied in confussion, as I turned to see Maya sitting alone, looking a lot more depressed than she usually did. "But I wanted to work with you!" I cried in disappointment. "But she's your best friend, you're better than that" he remarked. I knew deep down Lucas was right, and all I've wanted to do was impress him, and the only way to impress him right then and there, would be to be the grown up I am, and work with Maya. "We should at least let her join our group" he suggested. "Or my buds will let me re-join their group" he added. "Okay, you're right. When Maya wounds up with the girls in gym class like she usually does, we can be partners!" I smiled. Lucas agreed and went to join back up with his buddies. I waltzed over to Maya, who looked like she hadn't moved a muscle for the past 15 minutes. "Hey, you okay?" I asked. "I'm always okay" she responded. "Bud over" I demanded. Maya scooted onto half of her chair, making just enough room for me to plop down beside her. "How'zit going?" I asked happily. "It's going fine" she responded. "So what are we going to do for the project?" she asked. "I thought you were with Lucas?" Maya asked. "Yeah well, I realized that my best friend has to come first" I smiled. "He made you do it" she said looking forwards. "Yup" I nodded my head. "Rapunzel!!" I gasped. "What?" She asked confused. "We'll do Rapunzel!" I added. "Okay, fine. What format are we using?" she asked. "Well not a video" I responded. "Nah, we don't have enough people" Maya pointed out. "We could do a comic!" I smiled. Maya nodded in agreement. "You could do the drawing and I could color!" I suggested. "Sounds fair" Maya agreed. So I started writing out our story line as Maya sat there and texted Gretchen about the money they gained for who-knows-what. Class ended quickly and we agreed our project was onto a good start. "You were right, Lucas" I said walking down the hallway. "Was I?" he asked smiling. "I should work with Maya, we can work together next time!" I pleasantly mentioned.

After lunch, science class started and Maya was nowhere to be seen. "Has anybody seen Maya?" the teacher asked. Everyone looked around, shrugging their shoulders, looking at others for answers. "I'll go find her" I said, leaving the class. I checked her locker, the bathroom and her friends' lockers. I went down to the other end of the school and there she was in the bathroom, scraping mud off her shoes with multiple sheets of paper towel. "Maya? What happened?" I asked. "My friend dropped her shoe in the lake and I went and got it for her" she said. "Why would you do that? What was in it for you?" I asked confused. "An extra strip of fruit candy!" Maya said ever so seriously. I helped her wipe all the mud off her shoes, and it took almost the whole period. When we were finished, we rushed back to class and took the last 15 minutes of science notes. I asked the teacher if he could do a meeting with my mom and tomorrow after school and then I made my way to my next class, which was none other than my dads. History was extremely boring, we took pages and pages of notes, then it was over. Then we had our second period of english and continued writing that exam I am scared to see the results for. Then last period we had...well I don't really remember! Haha, well I hope you all enjoyed my second post, comment down below for more posts! The more comments I get, the more posts I'll do! If I get none, I'll just do one per day at most. Remember, you can comment if you have a Google+ and/or Blogger profile! See ya later guys, bye!!

Take On The World

My name is Riley Matthews and welcome to my blog, Meeting My World! This blog will take you through my adventures in the world and give you pointers along the way! I am 13 years old, born on December 8th 2001 to my parents Cory and Topanga Matthews in New York City. I've grown up in New York all my life and learned to enjoy the city life and live to my fullest. In 1st Grade, I met my best friend Maya Hart, who is a year older than me. I quickly learned that this girl I had just be-friended at the age of 6 was 7 years old and had already lived through more than I ever will. Her father had adandoned her and her mother when she was just a little baby, and her mother on the verge of giving up, payed no attention to her daughter at all. Maya often found herself locked out of her house, sleeping outside, rarely getting food and crying herself to sleep every night, since she was 3 years old. I made it my goal and my wish to be able to greatly improve this little girl's life by holding her hand through everything that was to come her way. I promised to change her life forever and be the most positive impact on her life that she'd ever know. I quickly accomplished my goal and over the years I have stayed committed to staying by her side through thick and through thin. I saw her grow and it wasn't always good. She'd always show me the letters and gift boxes her father had sent her in the mail. He wrote that it wasn't her that made him leave them, but her mother who never told Maya the story. Then one day, I thought I had snapped my fingers and that little girl I knew who cried to me and was literally like a blond version of me, became someone I didn't think I knew for years and years yet to come. She became the opposite of me in every way you could think of. She started dressing in dark clothing and began to misbehave at school and take no ownership for her own mistakes. She laughed at those who failed worse than she did and acted like she was on top. But I knew her better and she acted this way because she really felt like she was down on the bottom. Little did I know, her father stopped sending her things and stopped showing her he cared. She was 8 years old and later found out that this was because he had new children and a new family and made no time for his daughter Maya described as "old." Feeling unloved and neglected, Maya started acting strange and in more violent behaviours than usual. I even found that she joined a street gang with a bunch of 13-15 year old kids and just one other boy who was a year younger than her. She was hanging around her new friends more than me, and I heard from her a lot less often than I usually did. After years and years of hearing the stories about how Maya and her "gang" friends stole things, stayed up late and vandalized stores, I had decided to set a new goal for myself. I was 10 years old and Maya was 11 and it was time to put an end to this nonsense she was participating in. I convinced her to quit the gang by the time she was 12 and already so rebellious and almost gothic, that she couldn't change her personality back to the girl I knew when I was only a 3rd Grade student with no common knowledge at all. Maya still knew the gang leader from her old gang, Gretchen was her name and they still create conversation in the subway sometimes. After watching Maya do what she wanted to do and playing by her own rules, I wished I could be that strong and I wanted to be just like her. She encouraged me to be like her and wanted to help me be the girl I wanted to be. As of today, we are 7th Grade girls who try our best to reach our full potential and it has been my goal to make the world my own. I found out that my father was my 7th Grade history teacher and realized what a year this would be. Looking back to the 1st Grade, is where I met my friend Farkle Minkus who had a crush on me weeks into the 1st Grade. I always pushed him away and adventually offered to be his friend and he accepted to be in my life any way he could. Over the years, he's been flirting with me and doing anything to persuade me to like him. He hasn't exactly gotten there, aside from one brief time when both Maya and I were begging to be his date to an award ceremony. He soon gained the same crush on my best friend, Maya and both of us gained our first thing we found in common for years. We both enjoyed bonding over Farkle's massive crush on us, as he claimed to love us both equally. At the beginning of this school year, we met a great new friend, Lucas Friar. Quickly I learned that he moved here from Austin, Texas and often goes back on the weekends to visit his old friends. The minute Maya pointed him out to me, my heart raced inside and I fell instantly in love with him. Maya being Maya, she made the first move and talked to him to show me how to do it when I get up the urge to talk to him myself. Maya knew I would never make the first move on my own, so she shoved me down the isle of the New York City subway, knowing I'd land right in his lap. "Hi" I said nervously. I wasn't expecting Maya to make that move so soon, and words just kept coming out of me whenever Lucas himself wasn't talking. The disappointment arised from me when an older lady asked for my seat and I had no choice but to give it to her. I was hyped up and excited for the first real moment in my life, before I realized I may have just lived the best thing that'll ever happen to me. Maya had a different thing in mind, and shoved me back down the isle again and to no surprise I landed right where I wanted to go. Well, sort of. I landed on the lady, and the guilty look on my face had no cost, as she handed me over to Lucas as the weight lifted off my shoulders. Ever since that day when he later walked into our history class, I realized he was not someone I'd meet only once and I was happy to see him again, realizing my first crush. I've had a crush on him since, but have had a hard time keeping it to myself, compared to Maya who keeps all her feelings inside. My father didn't approve of my first school-girl crush and embarrassed me several times in front of Lucas, Maya was unsure of what to do then, she could only sit, stare and hope it would have a happier ending than it did as soon as my father walked over and started talking gibberish. I have always wanted to make the world my own and see how different the world would be if it were mine. I'm learning that now and I am destined to find out what's going to happen for me as life carries on. Life is unpredictable, but that's what makes it so exciting. Enjoy my blog, and the life I'm living may not be too different from yours! Just remember, that you never know what's going to happen and no matter how hard you try, you can never really know until you get there!