Update Notice To Readers (09/26/05): I have every intention of completing this story and the two others in this series, but you will have to bear with me. A lot has changed since I began this story- for one thing I am just three semesters away from becoming a student teacher myself. All my gratitude goes out to everyone who has and is reading this story- I appreciate it and all the reviews. I revised the entire story and corrected formatting errors- I hope this makes it more readable. Also, some chapters contain new and updated author's notes.
To Shadow-Hawk-Opal: Thank for all of your reviews- I hope to have new chapters up before the end of the year- it just depends on how much time I have to finish "Ashes of Eden" with my school and work load. I am very glad that you like Audrey so much. As for what happens to her, Jon, Shawn, and the others, well, I'll try not to keep you waiting long. ;) Yes, the Julie Andrews Edwards I mentioned is THE Julie Andrews of Mary Poppins, The Sound of Music, and the Princess Diaries (Edwards is her husband's last name). As I grew up adoring her and that adoration only continues to grow, I fashioned the looks and personality of Audrey's mother after her. Did you know that Mrs. Edwards is an author herself? She writes under the name Julie Andrews Edwards, though her earliest books were written under Julie Edwards. You can find her work through Harper Collins Publishing."Let's Dance", the song in the last chapter, is a faster song, but it also depends on which version you downloaded. David Bowie has recorded this song on several ocassions on various album. As for the WTC tribute, I'm not sure what you are expecting. The entire series is set prior to the events of 9/11, so the kids won't be taking roses to Ground Zero or anything- they will simply be taking a tour of the Towers as the building's history and importance is driven home.
Author's Note: Most things in this story will not concur with the series. For example, Turner never had a student-teacher who served an internship under him. This story can take place in an alternate universe of sorts if you want. Takes place during Turner's second year at John Adams High. Not completely sure what grade Cory, Shawn, and Topanga are in considering that they skipped two years somewhere. I'm assuming they are sophomores.
If you have any ideas that you would like to contribute please email me at I would like for the whole cast to be involved, so let me know what you would like to see done with the others, like Eric. I don't write slash, however.
Prolouge: The Assignment
"Are you sure you want me to be the cooperating teacher, George?" Jonathan Turner shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I mean, this is only my second year here. Isn't there someone more qualified for this?"
George Feeny clasped his hands in front of him and leaned forward on his desk. "Perhaps," he said seriously. "But according to the handbook the cooperating teacher must be someone who is committed to life-long learning, recognized as an expert in their subject matter, has skill in effective classroom management techniques, strong oral and written communication skills, excellent human relations skills, and a desire, willingness, and ablility to work cooperatively with colleagues and student teachers. In the last year, Mr. Turner, you have proven that you are a capable teacher. I believe that you are as qualified for this as any other teacher here."
"I'm flattered, really. But I think I fail in one major area," Jonathan countered.
"Where's that?"
"I don't have that desire or willingness to work with a student teacher. I have enough trouble keeping the kids interested in literature- I don't need some know-it-all punk student teacher to contend with as well. They're cocky and walk around with a chip on their shoulder constantly. I should know..." he said somewhat sheepishly. "I was one."
Feeny raised an eyebrow. "I see," he paused a beat. "Well, you've convinced me, Jonathan."
He watched the relief spread over the young teacher's face who thought he was getting out of overseeing the internship. With a slightly wicked smile he finished, "You're the perfect teacher for the job."
"You can't be serious," Jonathan groaned in dismay.
"Oh, but I am. Her name is Audrey Andrews. You have a meeting with her after school on Friday." With that, the principal began to rearrange some papers and folders on his desk, ending the meeting.
"Great," the English Lit teacher sighed. "There goes the year."