Hey everyone! This story follows Cory, Topanga, Shawn, and Eric immediately after their final lecture in Brave New World: Part 2. The first couple of chapters may not be that exciting, as I'm just setting the tone for the start of their young adult lives in New York. Please stick with it, however, because Chapter 3 is a chapter I promise Boy Meet World fans will want to read!

I hope to write a series of stories following them (mostly centered around Cory and Topanga) through their new life in New York, covering stuff such as Topanga's pregnancy and birth, Cory's story of becoming a teacher, and other exciting stories that occurred in the years before Girl Meets World began. Please tell me what you think below, I love hearing what you all have to say! Thanks for reading!

The school parking lot was nearly empty, despite a few pieces of trash and a squirrel or two flying across the pavement every so often. A soft breeze brushed through Philadelphia that morning, and the blue sky above was covered in puffy clouds and streaks of chemtrails left from passing planes. Cory stood inside the dark hallways of the school, looking out at it all from behind the front doors, hesitant to leave behind the calming feelings of déjà vu that he felt from revisiting his old school.

It felt unnatural not to see school buses and mini vans pulling up to the front doors, the strobe lights of the buses flickering through the dark dawn of morning as young students made their way into the school. He remembered many a time filing into the school cafeteria with Shawn in the mornings, sitting at their usual table and waiting for their day with Mr. Feeny to begin.

He remembered how much he used to hate those days, and how much he used to despise his now beloved teacher; right now, he would give anything to be his old 6th grader-self again.

Finally, Cory exited his old elementary school for the last time, spotting Topanga, Shawn, and Eric leaning against their cars in the middle of the parking, waiting for him to come out and start up their trip to NYC. He sighed, looking at his watch; it was already 11:00 AM, which meant there was no more time for needless stalling. It was time to go.

"Alright," Cory clapped his hands together and tried to sound eager, grinning at the solemn-faced gang. "Ready to hit the road?"

Shawn stood up, sighing. "Guess we might as well."

Eric was still red-eyed as he looked down at the pavement, and Topanga was sniffling as she leaned against her and Cory's car. Cory put his arm around his wife and faced the boys.

"Come on, guys, this was going happen sometime anyways. I mean, did you really think we were going to live in Philly forever?" Cory said, hoping to improve their melancholy moods.

"The time comes when one feels that it's time to leave and begin a new life, in a new city, sometimes with new people. And, for us, that time arrived a little sooner than expected. But, we're lucky. We have each other, we're not going out into the world alone. We're headed to New York City together."

Nodding their heads, everyone seemed to feel a little enlightened. They were going together, and everything was always less terrifying when you had a friend at your side.

"Alright, then let's get going! New York City, here we come!"

Cory and Topanga led the way in their Chevy, Eric and Shawn trailing behind as "The City of Brotherly Love" became smaller and smaller in their rear view mirrors. They anxiously counted the miles as they passed by signs lining the Interstate that told them they were closer than ever before to NYC. Finally, after a couple hours, they reached the biggest of them all: "New York City - 2 miles ahead".

As they pulled into the concrete jungle, Cory and Topanga drew in their breath at the sight. The two of had been in downtown Philadelphia multiple times before, but if they thought that that cluster of buildings was big, it's size was laughable compared to the vastness of NYC.

All around them, huge packs of people were crossing the streets and innumerable taxis were pulling into the streets, slowing traffic to almost a standstill. The two of them had never seen so much population and congestion in a city before; the large amount of people, buses, and taxis made an otherwise enormous city seem way too small and cramped.

Eventually, the four of them made it to a parking garage, and were somehow able to snag a few spots close to each other.

Jumping out of their cars, Eric and Shawn enthusiastically said to Cory and Topanga, "Did you see all those people? This place is incredible!"

"And I thought Philadelphia was big!" Shawn said, looking out at the city around them.

It seemed to take them even longer to reach their hotel, as they all nearly got lost in the midst of the hustling New Yorkers. It was the middle of a business day, and they couldn't have picked a worse time of day to arrive in New York.

The gang separated on the 18th floor, heading into their hotel rooms after agreeing to meet up a couple hours later in the lobby and head out for dinner. Cory and Topanga entered their room, scanning the place that was to be their temporary home for a couple days until finding an affordable apartment.

On the right side of the room was a queen-sized bed, surrounded by two nightstands with lamps lighting up the room. Across from the bed, sitting on a chest of drawers scooted up against the wall, was a little TV.

"Alright.." Cory grinned, picking up the remote and the TV guide as he settled on the edge of the bed.

Also squeezed in the room was a desk, an armchair, and a beautiful view of NYC from the balcony. Topanga set down their suitcase, reaching for the curtains that covered the sliding glass doors.

"Turn off those lights, Cory. We're not gonna need them." Topanga said as she whisked the curtains open, revealing the bottom halves of the skyscrapers that surrounded their hotel and filling their room with natural light.

"Agghh, close those blinds, Topanga, you're glaring the TV screen." Cory groaned, squinting at the screen as he familiarized himself with the channels.

Topanga ignored him, stepping out into the air of NYC and resting her arms on the edge of the balcony. The sound of cars' tires inching along the roads below and the honking of their horns reached her ears, along with the occasional airplane roar sounding from above the buildings. The red and green of traffic lights reflected onto their front windshields, ceasing the flow of people momentarily as cars began to scoot down the streets.

The only things to look at was people, streets, and skyscrapers.

Topanga felt Cory's hands wrap around her as he came and stood behind his wife. He rested his head on her shoulder and softly kissed her on the cheek, then moved to stand next to her and lean over the balcony.

"So, what do you think about our new city so far?" He said thoughtfully, turning his head to smile at Topanga.

She continued looking out over the city, silent for a moment as she thought. "It'll take some adjusting to," she turned to Cory and returned his smile, "But, I know that we can, because, like you said, we all have each other."

Smiling back at her, Cory reached for her hand, and together, the two of them looked out over their new home.