Chapter Three- Shawn's POV

I ran over to Angela's dorm in a pair of cutoff sweats and a T-shirt, my choice of sleepwear. When I got her phone call, I was already in bed, but the excited bordering on hysterical tone of her voice told me that what she had to say was worth listening to.

She was waiting for me, wearing the same outfit that she had worn earlier. Apparently she still was trying to go to that movie with Rachel.

"What's up? You sounded... different on the phone."

"Come with me." She dragged me to the lobby and quickly found some chairs that were isolated. She looked around the room carefully.

"Are spies after you or something?" I joked.

"Actually, Rachel told me not to tell you, but I can't keep this to myself."

"So she told you something in confidence and you immediately turn around and call me?"

"Look, do you want to know or not?" Angela crossed her arms over her chest and glared.

I threw up my hands. "Sorry, sorry. Go ahead."

"That's better." Her hands went back to her sides. "So when I get in from dinner, Rach is sitting on the bed, looking more out of this world than in it. She starts blathering on about this guy she met today, Stu Minus or something. But then she drops a bombshell- Jack and Eric are dating!"

"Are you sure that the guy' s name was Stu?" I asked, deciding to deal with the first thing first.

"Wait. I said at the time that his name sounded familiar. Maybe his first name was Stuart, or something similar."

"Rachel's dating Stuart Minkus!" I shouted. The few people left in the lobby looked over at me.

"Yeah, that was his name. What about the fact that your brother is dating his best male friend!" Angela looked at me as if I was missing the point here.

"I've got to tell Cory that Minkus is back in town," I said, standing up.

"Wait! First thing, I'm not sure that Rachel is even going out with this guy yet. Also, I'm still on the 'don't tell anyone else' thing, so if you tell Cory about this, I'll be on Rachel's list for years."

I tried my best to look like I wasn't going to call Cory as soon as I got home. Instead, I looked solemn and said, "I understand, Angela."

She looked relieved, but suspicious. "I'm trusting you, Shawn. Don't make my kill you."

"I won't. Now, I have to get back to the apartment. Walk me outside?"

We walked into the cool night. Angela kissed me once, then said, "See you tomorrow in class, alright?" She went back inside.

Once she was inside the building, I tore out across campus and found a phone.

I dialed and a sleepy voice answered.

"Cor? This is Shawn. I've got to talk to you."

Next Part- Cory