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Lollie Parker


Mr. Matthews walked into his classroom with a smile on his face, "Happy Halloween, everybody!"

"No." Maya said.

"What do you mean, no?" He asked.

"We outgrew it, Mr. Matthews." Lollie answered.

"No Halloween no more?" Mr. Matthews asked.

Riley sighed, "We decided. We had a meeting."

"There was no meeting." Maya said.

"That was just me?" Riley asked.

"We're in high school now, Mr. Matthews." Lucas said.

"We grew up."

"Time to outgrow weird masks and costumes."

"We're not trick or treating anymore." Riley said.

"Small potatoes, Matthews. Not important. Move on." Maya said.

"Not important?" He asked, "Well...You've brought us to today's lesson!" Mr. Matthews said

Maya sighed, "I didn't mean to!"

"But you did." Lollie said.

"There are no small decisions in life. Every decision that you make affects who you are, and every action you take or don't take has consequences, and it affects the people around you." Mr. Matthews explained.

"We get it, Dad. People change people."

"What if they never got the chance?" He asked.

"What?"

"So, you've made a decision about Halloween. "Small potatoes," you say. "Not important," you say. Are we important?" He asked.

"Yes." Maya said.

She looked back and pointed at Lollie and Riley.

"No. No. You think so, but no. No! No. No. No. Save me, Farkle."

"He's talking chaos theory." Farkle said.

"A mathematical hypothesis postulating that within our universal complexity any small alterations can have vast repercussions." Smackle said.

"You brainiac." Farkle said as he tapped her nose.

Smackle copied his actions, "You brainiac."

"I'm not sure anyone understands what you said. Explain it for the common person." Mr. Matthews said.

Lollie answered instead, "You do something over here, it can affect what happens over there."

"Demonstrate."

Farkle got up and walked over towards Lucas, "Over here."

Farkle smacked the back of Lucas's head, "Hey!"

"Over there."

Maya looked back and laughed.

"It's for science, Lucas." Riley said:

"Thanks, Riles." Lucas said.

"Only we call her "Riles."" Maya said.

"Okay, Peaches."

"Only I call her "Peaches."" Riley said.

"Bubs?"

"No." Riley and Maya said.

Lucas faced Lollie, "But the relationship that matters most is you and me, right?"

Lollie smiled, "All relationships matter, but yes you are very important to me."

"Wait, if we don't wanna do Halloween, we don't gotta do Halloween!" Maya said.

Auggie, Riley's little brother, came into the classroom as it began to thunder.

"Welcome to another Halloween Scary Time Theater." Auggie said.

"No!"

"I'm your ghost, Auggie Matthews! What made us become who we are? What if it never happened? Oh! That's scary!"

What if they actually never met?
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Winter Martìnez-Morris

Winter sat at the kitchen table, alone.

She only stirred her oatmeal and stared at the wall.

Her mother, Bailey walked downstairs and kissed her head.

"Ready for school, Mija?"

"No."

Bailey put her bowl of oatmeal in the microwave and sat down across from Winter.

"Why? I thought you liked it here?"

Winter sighed, "We've moved five times in two months. Moving during the middle of the school year isn't very ideal, plus I don't have any friends."

"Yet. You don't have friends yet."

Bailey stood up and got her oatmeal.

"This one girl is bullying me, there are these two nerds who won't leave me alone, this one girl is too preppy, this guy thinks he's cool because he's a wannabe cowboy, and this one guy keeps staring at me."

"Maybe he likes you?"

"He called me a loser in the hallway."

"Who is he?"

"His name is Noah Parker."

"Well, you tell this Noah Parker that you, Winter Juniper Martìnez-Morris, are no loser."

Winter rolled her eyes and put her head down on the table.

"Come on." Bailey started, "It has been two weeks. Life isn't over."

"Oh, but it is."

Winter looked down at her outfit.

Her yellow plaid shorts and her white long-sleeved shirt with yellow lines on it. Her black boots and of course her pink hair.

She was completely not ready for anything that was happening today.
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Winter stood at her locker as she played with the ends of her pink hair.

She had seen Riley Matthews out the corner of her eye, she was the preppy girl in her eyes.

"Hello, best friends!" Riley said into the locker, "Did you miss me? Cause I missed you! Good sunshiny morning, Barry."

She was speaking to her stuffed animals.

The thunder had started to cackle.

"Oh." Riley pouted and blew raspberries at the sky, "On you, stormy day! I am sunshiny on the inside. Halloween's tomorrow, Barry? What should we go as? Oh, I know! Let's go as the same thing we go as every year! A good little girl and her best friend bear!" She said.

Winter rolled her eyes and continued to watch Riley.

Maya Hart walked up the stairs and stood behind Riley.

Riley faced Maya, "Hello!"

"Don't look me in the eyes." Maya sternly said.

"Hello. I would stay and talk, but the bell rang and that means that class is starting." Riley cheered, "If I don't leave now, I'll be late for being early."

With that Riley skipped her way to class.

"Don't skip, bowhead."

Maya faced Winter, "Can I help you?"

Winter propped herself off the locker and walked up to Maya.

"Do you think I'm scared of you?" Winter started, "Do you think your dark lipstick and your dark outfit sends chills down my spine?"

Maya pushed her into the lockers, "Do I scare you now?"

Winter kept a straight face.

"You don't scare anyone... Penelope."

Maya backed away from Winter.

She brushed past Maya and headed towards class.

"What if the world we lived in was a Halloween world where everything was different but you didn't even know? Are you as frightened as I am? You will be."
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Winter sat in History class behind a boy named Farkle and across a boy named Lucas. The nerd and the cowboy wannabe.

The boy, Noah sat on the other side of her.

"Sir Isaac Newton!" Mr. Matthews said.

Farkle jumped out of his seat, his bowl cut flopping, "Farkle time, sir?"

"If you must."

"Farkle time. It's what I'm going as for Halloween! It's a quarter after Farkle! Ha!"

Winter rolled her eyes.

"Isaac Newton!" Mr. Matthews said.

"Gravity, sir!" Farkle cheered, "He sat under a tree, apple fell on his head. He said, "Hey, Gravity!" Thank you, I am Farkle!"

He immediately sat back down.

"But you're not just talking about science gravity, right, Daddy?" Riley asked, "You're talking about the gravity of our lives!"

"No, I mean gravity. History class is not about poetry. Names and dates. History is a collection of names and dates." Mr. Matthews explained.

"What else would History be about, Riley?" Winter asked, "History isn't always about you."

Farkle began to speak, "Isaac Newton. Born sixteen forty-three. Died seventeen twenty-seven."

"Correct. And that's what makes you so smart."

"Smarter than my arch-nemesis, Back-Of-The-Class Smackle?" He asked, "Or smarter than Wearisome Winter?"

"Shut up, Farkle."

"I'm sorry."

Maya pulled a straw out of her bookbag and spit at spitball at Riley.

"Hey. Do I have something on me?" Riley asked.

She felt the back of her head and felt the spitball, "Oh. Ha, ha. This is a funny game that me and Maya play. Okay, Maya. I'll do one at you now."

Riley took the straw from Maya but before Riley could do anything Maya took it back, bent the straw and it hit Lucas Friar's hat.

"No hats in class, Mr. Friar." Mr. Matthews said.

"I am my hat, teacher-man." He said.

"Hey, Friar. You as tough as everyone thinks you are?" Maya asked.

"Hey, Hart. Are you?"

The bell rang and everyone but Riley, Maya, and Winter left.

"Hey, Daddy! Did you ever think that our being together in a class like history is actually a wonderful opportunity for you to teach me and all of my friends about life?" Riley asked.

""All of my friends."" Maya mocked and left.

"No. Names and dates. Names and dates are the secret of life, Riley." Mr. Matthews said.

"Okay. Thank you." She said and skipped off.

"Winter?"

"Matthews?"

"How about being a little nicer to people."

Winter scoffed, "Later, teacher-man."
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Winter had a job, she kinda liked her job, except when Noah came in.

He sat at the bar, "What's up with you, shorty?"

She didn't say anything.

"Well, I'm good... thanks for asking."

Bailey came around the corner and saw Noah talking to Winter.

"You know, if I didn't know any better I'd say that you didn't like me."

Winter grabbed the knife and stabbed it into the bread.

"What makes you say that?" She asked.

Bailey went up to the counter; a man followed suit.

"What's going on here?" Bailey asked.

Neither teen said anything.

Bailey looked up at the man, "Bailey Martìnez and this is my daughter, Winter."

"Finn Parker and this is my son Noah."

"This is progress!"

Winter got out of her mother's grip and headed towards other customers.

Finn had once again apologized and he and Noah left.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Maya walk in.

"You got something for me, Matthews?" Maya asked.

"This will get you a C plus, just like you asked!" Riley smiled, "Hey, why do you always make me do your homework for you? Are you my bully? "Don't take away my lunch money, Bully McGee!" Okay." Riley said.

Riley pulled some money out of her pocket.

"I don't want your money, bowhead." Maya said.

"Then why do you pick on me?"

"How can I not? You're a strange duck, Matthews."

"I'm a strange duck. Quack!"

"Hey. This looks better than usual. You're sure this is a C plus?"

"It might be a B minus."

"I told you never a B minus. Why would you do that?"

"Because you're smarter than you want people to believe, Maya."

"Why would you do that? When I say C plus, I mean C plus. Nobody cares about a C plus. The minute I start to get a B minus, teachers think I have potential. They'd start to call on me. I wouldn't like that. I would blame somebody for that."

"You do have potential, Maya. What you don't have is a good influence. Quack!"

"If he ever calls on me, you're finished. Quack." Maya said.

Maya walked out of the café after that.

"Why didn't you stop her?" Lucas asked.

Winter turned around and saw him, now in front of her.

"It's not like she put her hands on her." Winter said, "Why didn't you do anything? If you're so big and bad; why didn't you say anything?"

Lucas smirked at her, "I like you."

Winter bit her lip and held her head down, "Wish I could say the same."

"Oh, I'll get you to like me, Martìnez."

"Keep trying, Friar."

Lucas began to lean up against the counter, "Trust me. I will."

Winter looked up at him and leaned forward.

"You will never be with me." She whispered.

"Never say never."
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Winter sat at her kitchen table working on some homework when a knock on the door interrupted her.

"I got it!" Her mother shouted.

You could hear her tiny feet running down the stairs.

Winter looked back at her paper and continued writing.

"Hello."

The voice was muffled, "Yeah, sure I'll leave you two, to it."

Winter looked up at Lucas as he sat down on the bench beside her.

"How do you know where I live?"

"I had a feeling I already knew."

"At least my note worked."

"That's pretty weird don't you think?" Winter asked.

Lucas smiled at her, "At least you're talking to me, you know?"

Winter smiled down at him, "I still don't like you."

"I like you."

Winter only looked at Lucas.

"What? Something on my face?" He asked.

"No." Winter paused, "Come with me."

Lucas furrowed his eyebrows and followed the girl upstairs.

When he made it to the top he saw four bedroom doors.

"Who else stays here?"

Winter faced him, "Um, just my mom and I. The other two rooms are guest rooms, I guess."

Lucas nodded and followed the girl into her room.

Along her walls were random posters and maybe two or three books.

"I've would've taken you as the bookworm type."

"No. I don't read unless I have to."

Lucas walked towards her dresses and picked up two books, "The Fault In Our Stars and The Giver. What's better?"

"I don't know, I haven't finished either of them."

"Do you know which has the most pages?"

Winter shook her head, "I don't read them that often."

She finally stood up and looked back at Lucas who sat at her bay window.

"What's that?" He asked.

She fumbled with the bracelet.

"I found it before you got here, I thought it was really pretty." She sat down beside him, "

Lucas took the bracelet out of her hands, "Very pretty."

Lucas grabbed her wrist and placed the bracelet on her arm.

Winter looked up at him.

Lucas began to lean in slowly and she didn't stop him.

"It's gonna work."

Lucas held her face in his hands, "Is this okay?"

She only nodded.

He continued to lean in until his lips touched her.

"Yes!"

Lollie was the first to release, opening her eyes slowly, and saw Lucas leaning back in.

He opened his eyes and looked right at her.

"Lollie."

Winter was confused, "I'm sorry. I have to go."

She stood up and walked towards the door.

"Hey, hey. I'm sorry I don't know why I said that."

"It's okay, but I still have to go."

"At least she's going to meet Riley."
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Winter crawled inside Riley bay window around the same time as Maya.

"Why'd you ask me to come here?" They asked simultaneously.

"I didn't ask you two to come here." Riley said.

"Then what's this note that suddenly appeared in my pocket?" Maya said.

Maya pulled the note from her pocket.

"Me too."

"Dear Peaches." Riley read.

"Why would you call me "Peaches"? Nobody calls me Peaches. Why would you call me Peaches?" Maya asked.

Riley grabbed Winter's note from her hand, "Dear Lollie."

"That's the second time someone's called me that."

"Please come through my window and make everything right." She finished reading.

"What does that mean, strange duck?" Maya asked.

"I don't know." Riley said, "I didn't write it. Although, it does seem like something I would write, especially to you two."

"Why would you write us in the first place?" Winter asked.

"Because you were meant to be best friends, that's why! Thunder! Lightning! Boom!"

"Nice place you got. Spend a lot of time here?" Maya asked.

"Not really."

"Why not?" Winter asked.

"Because whenever I sit here I get... lonely." She said.

"Noah told me that I shouldn't let you boss me around, that I should stand up to you." Riley told Maya.

"Yeah?" Maya asked, "You got that in you, Quacky?"

"No."

Winter faced her, "Why not?"

"Because I don't think that you're a wolf." She said.

"Why not?" Maya asked.

"Because I think something happened in your life that made you the way you are. Maybe you're angry because you have nobody to tell." Riley said.

"I've plenty of people to tell." Maya said.

"Like who?"

Maya grabbed Winter by her shirt and pulled her close.

"Hello!" Riley shouted in their ears.

"Let me make something real clear to you right now." Maya barely whispered, she let her go and looked at Riley, "My life is none of your business and her life is none of yours either. You have no right to talk to me like that. You have no right to talk to me at all." Maya said.

After that, she left.

Riley faced Winter, "Doesn't she scare you?"

"No. She has no power over me."

Winter left out the window.

"Oh no! Am I fading away?"
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Winter sat in class and doodled on her paper.

"My daughter suggested that events of history can have an effect on individual lives, as if things happen for a reason and the world is more than names and dates." Mr. Matthews said, "What do you think? Is this worth our consideration?"

Mr. Matthews looked around the classroom and looked at Maya, "Ms. Hart?"

"You called on me." Maya said.

"Uh-oh!" Riley shouted.

"Why would you call on me?" Maya asked.

"Uh-oh!" Riley repeated.

"B minus, Ms. Hart." Mr. Matthews said.

"Uh-oh!"

"Three o'clock. Hallway. Uh-oh." Maya whispered.

Maya turned back to look at Winter.

"You too."

"I've done nothing."

"But, you have."

"This is Halloween Scary Time Theater for real. I've always enjoyed being your ghost, and now I am very scared. I am August Matthews, and I really want to be here."
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"Yeah, I gotta say, bowhead, Winter, not a lot of people would be on time for this party." Maya said.

"Well, then they're rude." Riley said.

"It's not like I have anything better to do."

"How can you possibly look at someone like me and see a B minus?" Maya asked.

"I see better than that." Riley said.

Riley walked towards the little bay window.

"Sit down!" Riley said.

"I'm not sitting next to you." Maya said.

"Sit down." Riley repeated.

"I'm not sitting next to you, I'm Maya Hart." She said.

Winter grabbed Maya's hand and lead her up the stairs.

"Sit down."

The three sat down in the small, cramped space.

"Okay. Now you talk to me or us." Riley said.

Maya sighed, "No. I throw stuff at you and make you do my homework and you," She faced Winter, "There's just something I don't like about you."

"Nope. Now you talk to us." Riley said.

"Why?" Maya asked.

"Because I'm a good listener. Maybe there's something we could say that would change each other."

"I don't wanna change."

"I heard that your father's gone and I heard you're living in a foster home. I'm a really good listener." Riley said.

"I know you're here, cowboy. You too, Noah." Maya said, "Maybe you're right. So maybe I'm not as tough as people think I am. Maybe I don't want to be. Ya happy, you huckleberry?"

The two of them walked around the corner.

"You were there the whole time?" Riley asked.

"I just felt like I wasn't supposed to let anything happen." Lucas said.

"You think she needs protecting from me?" Maya asked.

"Maybe not anymore." He said.

"So... Farkle." Isadora Smackle said.

She walked next to Farkle.

"Yes, Smackle?"

"Do you think that someday you and I could be something more than arch-nemeseses?" She asked.

"How do you propose that that happen?" Farkle asked.

As Smackle pretended to sneeze, she hugged him instead.

"Okay." He said.

The two of them walked inside the classroom.

"Thunder."

"Lightning."

"Boom."

Riley looked over and saw Auggie standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Auggie? What are you doing in my school?" Riley asked.

"You see me?" Auggie asked.

Maya stood up and followed Riley and Winter, "Who's this?"

"My kid brother." Riley said.

"I am? I was born? Yay!" He cheered.

"And now you're dead. Yay!" Maya said.

Auggie ran around the school as Maya chased him.
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Winter bounced her leg up and down, she was reading a book but was interrupted when there was a knock at the door.

She stood up from the couch and answered the door.

In an instant she was pulled into a hug, almost being knocked to the ground.

She hugged him back, the two of them standing in between the doorframe.

"You okay?" She asked.

He nodded.

He was significantly taller than her, so her face was buried in his chest.

They both heard footsteps come down the steps, they didn't bother moving.

"What are you two doing in the middle of the door?" Finn asked.

As crazy as it sounded, they loved each other.

Noah really cared about Lollie, he was only a couple of months older than her, but they acted so much alike that people thought they could be twins.

Something about Mr. Matthews's lesson really put something in perspective for him.

What if they actually never met? What if Finn didn't get a divorce? What if he didn't move to New Mexico? What if he never asked to play, "pet doctor" with her?

It was just a lot of "what if's" floating around his head.

He would never want Lollie to not know who he was, or to dislike him.

They heard a knock at the door and Lollie let go of him to see Farkle waiting for her.

"Movie starting soon. Ready to go?"

"Yeah." She looked over at Noah, "Is it okay if Noah comes?"

"Of course."

Lollie shut the door on the way out.

Finn faced the dining room table and looked at Bailey.

She shrugged her shoulders, "He just came inside and hugged her."

"Huh. What did Cory teach them?"

"Something about how people change and not meeting I guess."

Finn sighed, "I need Matthews to stop teaching my kids how to feel things."
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Word Count: 3547

Episode: Girl Meets World Of Terror 3

Pages: 59

yoyoyoyoyo

my last day of high school was today💅 i feel famous cause everyone wanted pictures of me

anyway I love you...

i hope you realize that Lollie hasn't brought up "I love you lucas." Like at all... I know he said it but SHE DIDNT.

farkle, lollie, and noah are the best end of discussion

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