A/N: 4 all of u waiting 4 a slash story here it is. plz review...... it means the world to me. Actually I'm sorta against slash cause I love shawn/angela pairing but im doing dis 4 u guys. I like reading slash but don't we all love angela and shawn. If u do, read my story bout them called the best is yet to come. -

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own BMW so don't sue me. plus i have no money. -

PAIRING: Cory/Shawn+Jack/Eric -

SUMMERY: Shawn feels lost in the world and Cory suspects. Cory takes him on a road trip and awkwark consequinces behold them. ~~ Eric and Jack have their own hurdles to solve 'bout love. ~~ Topanga cheats on Cory but who is it she perfers? -

All of this might change through out the story. So if the story doesn't fit the summery well.......2 bad! -

RATING: PG-13 (For possible later chapters)

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UPDATING: I'm going to update as much as I could this week cause school starts on the 27 then I won't have as much time to update cause of homework. urg. But I have two other stories to update so it's gonna be hard. -

SET: The gang is in NYC but Cory and Topanga aren't married yet. Bear w/ me. -

Ok I'll just start the story. The flashbacks are sorta wrong sry. I made some up. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

A goatee man sat on the cold cement of the roof. He believed the stars told all and right now he was in a ditch. A hot tear rolled down his pale soft cheek. It has been six months since his love left him or who he thought was his love. Was she really who he yearned for every day, every hour, and every minute of his crazy life? He was ready to lie down and just die. He felt so alone. No, he knew he was alone. His half brother had homosexual tendences to his best friend's brother. His girlfriend probably forgot about him. His best friend had a girlfriend and spent all his free time with her. There was no one for him, no one.

Why is this world so injust. I can't take it.

Another tear ran down his cheek. He couldn't move. What was the point of moving anymore.

No one cares about me and never will.

He could hear the traffic humming eight stories below him. The stars always comforted him but just to make his life even harder the stars were not there this awful night.

He had to write an article for a sports magazine but didn't attempt to move. Just sat there and stared blankly into the sky. Searching deep into the universe to find an answer to his problem. The worst was he didn't know what his problem was or why he all of a sudden felt so awful and alone.

In high school he was so cool and popular but now he was a mere speck in the neverending universe. Yeah, people knew him for his writing but what he wrote wasn't what he felt. Sure, girls are attracted to him but for his looks. No one saw past his smile. Cory used to but know he was busy with Topanga.

"All by my self. Don't wannna be all by self anymore," he muttered and tears rolled down his face. He watched as they fell from his face down to the cement and crash.

"Like a journey of life. When tears well up it's like being born. When they roll down my face it's like a childhood. Falling is being in the middleage between childhood and death. And finally when they hit the ground it's like dying. I feel like I'm about to hit the ground and die."

More tears fell onto the ground.

"Cory. I need Cory!" He yelled all of a sudden. "What Cory?! Where did that come from? Ohh! Now I'm back at square one."

He fell back and glanced into the dark summer sky. Not caring for the time what he thought was five minutes stretched into an hour.

Thinking back on all his memories his beautiful blue eyes welled up in tears and were getting more and more read every minute. The time he lived in a trailor park. The first time he met Cory. The time he met Jack. The time he met Angela. The time his father died. The time Angela left. The time he moved to NYC. Why was life so cruel. He gets attatched and than it's dragged away from him. Waving a string of hope and pulling it back. Nothing good ever stays.

~FLASHBACK~

Cory: Thanks for saving me from the lama fence. Will you be my friend?

Shawn: If you have lunch with me.

Cory: Ok! And the other guys were wrong. You're not wierd.

~FLASHBACK OFF~

~OTHER FLASHBACK~

Cory: We knew this time would come. Getting older.

Shawn: Meeting girls.

Cory: And not as much time for.......

Shawn: Best friends

~FLASHBACK OFF~

~OTHER FLASHBACK~

Nurse: I'm sorry boys. He's gone.

~FLASHBACK OFF~

~OTHER FLASHBACK~

AT THE PARK-

Shawn thinking: That's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. I think her name is Angel or Angelique. No Angela! I think she goes to John Adams. Hey maybe she'll be my girlfriend........forever! Cool! I'll go say hi.

Shawn: Hi I'm Shawn. Wanna be my girlfriend?

Angela: Um....Oh Shawn, the guy who goes out with girls for a week then breaks up with them.

Shawn: How do you know?

Angela: Girls talk. But maybe I'll think about it. *She kisses him on the cheek lightly and walks away*

Shawn: I think that's a yes! Oh, she sways when she walks.

~FLASHBACK OFF~

He cried at every flashback he thought of about Cory but not the one about Angela. Strange!

He finally got up and headed to his apartment. Inside he undressed and plopped into bed. Falling asleep instantly he fell into and uneasy sleep.

~Next Morning~

Ring! Ring! The phone rang.

Shawn Hunter picked the phone of the hook and dropped it.

Cory, who was on the other line, shrugged and punched in the numbers of his best friend again.

Ring! Ring!

"Urg." Shawn groaned and pulled the pillow over his ears. Out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the alarm clock.

"11:30! Shit! I'm supposed to meet Cory at Starbucks in fifteen minutes! Gotta be him."

He picked up the phone.

"Shawnie, my boy, how's life treating ya?"

"Oh, you would never guess," he whispered softly into the reciever.

"Shawn, bad news. I'm busy in fifteen minutes. Lets make it an hour. K?"

"Sure, what ever you say."

"Great! See you in an hour!"

Cory hung up leaving Shawn confused.

"How does he manage to be so happy every single day of his all so perfect life?!" He said negativly.

He got up and took a morning shower. Then ate the original American breakfast, eggs and bacon and orange juice. Finally he got dressed and was left with fifteen minutes to get to the cafe.

He walked slowly down the streets of New York City. Every so often getting shoved by people.

"Jerks," he murmed.

Finally he got to Starbucks only to see Cory already there. Gell in the hair. Shiny shoes. Ironed khaki pants with a black belt and a white shirt tucked in.

"Perfect as always"

"Shawnie, hey!"

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Sorta short but it's only the first chapter. Tell me if you like it. I know there's no slash yet but be patient! r/r!