Prompt: Riley Matthews is a struggling writer who works as a bartender to pay off her student loans. Lucas Friar is a rich kid from Texas who’s lost his way. One night fate brings them together causing their two different worlds to collide. A/N: This chapter is mainly to give a little bit of backstory on Riley and its meant to be the lead up to her opening up to Lucas and explaining why she’s changed so much since high school. Obviously something went down between her and Maya which caused the switch in personalities. I also wanted to include her second guessing her initial judgement of Lucas. Hope this wasn't too boring. xo Word Count: 2,070 Part Part 
Part 3 - “Our Spot.”
I considered calling him but in the end I decided no good
would come of it. No matter how charming or relentless he was we were still
from two different worlds. He’s champagne and trust funds and I’m cheap beer and
Every so often I get a few days off and it just so happened
that this week was the week where my presence wasn’t needed at work. We were
over staffed for the weekend so Lou offered me a three day vacay and I took
Whenever I do have off I like to drive down to Connecticut
and visit one of my oldest friends, Isaiah. He and I met in high school and
got along straight away. He is probably the funniest person I’ve ever met. He’s
witty and clever and always has the best stories. We had a short lived fling
for a while but it was over before it ever really started. We both knew we were
doing it for the wrong reasons and we also knew we were better off as friends.
I get the closest parking spot on the street than I can
find and figure its best to just walk the rest of the way. Downtown New Haven
is beautiful in the fall. It’s a thing New England is known for but it’s the
beautiful architecture and small shops that surround the green that really make
Zay moved to CT right after graduation. He was a drama major
at Southern State and after that he started performing in plays and productions
of musicals. He was close enough to the city for him to commute if he needed to
but he had his own little actor’s studio here and a loft right above where he
lived. Big enough for just one with huge windows that overlooked the town square.
It’s in my top 5 favorite places to be.
I walk in just in time to catch the ending of what sounded
like Cell Block Tango. I stand quietly towards the back until they’re finished
to avoid any interruptions. Once their rehearsal is over Zay spots me in the
back and waves me over.
“Well if it isn’t Cotton Candy Face.” He chuckles, “C’mere
you.” He pulls me in for a hug and I can’t help but sink into it. Sometimes you
don’t know how much you need a hug from a friend until you get it. Nothing was
wrong, it was just one of those days where you just don’t feel like yourself.
“I needed that.” I sigh when I finally let him go.