When Riley woke up the next morning, she heard a knock at her door. 

She opened it, and there stood Farkle, two cups of hot cocoa in his hands. 

"Ooh." She mumbled, rubbing her eyes. He chuckled, and she grabbed one of the cups out of his hands, sipping at it greedily. 

He followed Riley inside and sat on the couch, waiting for her as she got dressed. She picked out a t-shirt, with jeans and a sweatshirt. 

Farkle grinned from ear to ear as she walked out. Her hair was in a messy bun, and as sloppy as her clothes looked, he still thought she looked perfect. 

She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and giggled at the floor. Farkle got up and walked to her, putting a finger under her chin and lifting her face to his own. 

The kiss was simple and sweet, but left Riley reeling where she stood. With the other guys, their kisses were rough and urgent. Farkle's kisses left a pleasant tingle, and made Riley want more. She kissed him again with gusto. 

Finally, Farkle backed away. 

"We should go." He stated breathlessly. Riley nodded once and skipped away, with him in tow. He couldn't hold back the grin that surfaced on his face.

They got into his car and arrived just in time for classes. Everything seemed to go faster when they had each other, and it made Riley happy. 

Farkle picked her up at the end of the day, and they headed out, since Riley didn't have to work today.