This story began 20 years ago.

Book I: Chapter 1-15 (10/18/2002)

Book II: Chapter 16+ (09/2021)

Continuity is a bit wibbly wobbly, but that's canon for Boy Meets World. It's a bit more structured here but fluctuates every so often. Jon's background is the one that appears to suffer the most, but that's explained in Book II. This story is meant to weave around episodes as well. No rewriting of episodes to fit Audrey in; she is elsewhere during an episode and does not alter the events that take place.

I have not edited Book I although I've considered rewriting it. For now, I've left it as a historical record of sorts.


Book One: Fall 1995


Prologue: 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."