A/N: Sorry for the delay on finishing this story. Yes, I deserve to be beaten, but if I pout, will you forgive me? Thanks for the wonderful reviews. They're the reason this puppy's finally getting finished!

Chapter 4- Cory's POV

"Okay, I'm here," I said irritably. Just as Topanga and I had been ready to 'go to bed," Shawn had called.

"Man, have I got some news for you." Shawn stopped and frowned. "That sounded way too much like a giggly school girl."

"Whatever. Hurry up, I got to get back before Topanga gets started without me!"

"Okay. Minkus is back in town!"

"Minkus? Stuart Minkus?"

"Yeah! I heard that he was going here now."

"So, he transferred from..."

"UNY."

"Well, that's great news and all, but I've got to go back home." I was prepared to run back and hope that Topanga had not fallen asleep.

"Oh, and one more thing. Your brother and mine are going out, together."

"You couldn't have told me that first!" I shrieked, causing the few people on campus to look at us. 

"Where would be the fun in that?" Shawn smirked.

"So, give me details, man!"

"I just gave you what I have. Apparently, everything started tonight. Rachel told Angela, who told me. And now you're going to go tell Topanga." As I opened my mouth to speak, Shawn said threateningly, "And don't even try to deny it! You tell her everything."

"True," I admitted. "Did Eric and Jack tell Rachel?"

"You know, I'm not sure. I received threats of death if I told anyone, so I'm assuming no."

"Well, now I definitely have to get home. So, how did you find out about Minkus?"

"Angela said that Rachel said that they spent some time together. Apparently they're hot and heavy, and isn't it weird to say hot and heavy in conjunction with Minkus?"

"Yeah. You know, we've got to get together with Minkus. And tease Rachel for crushing on him. See you." I turned to walk back to my apartment, happier now that I had a good reason for leaving Topanga.

When I entered the apartment, the first thing I noticed was Topanga curled up on the couch, watching a movie. "What did Shawn want?" she asked, without turning around.

"Oh, just to tell me that Jack and Eric are going out," I said casually, leaning on the back of the couch.

"What!" Topanga reached over and pulled me over the couch. She tackled me easily, pinning me to the seat cushions. "Say that again!"

"Jack and Eric are going out," I pronounced slowly. "As in, seeing each other romantically. Now that I've said that, can I breathe?"

"Um, sure!" Topanga sat back, allowing me to take deep breaths. After I had calmed down somewhat, I added, "Oh, and Minkus is going to Pennbrooke now, and Rachel's dating him." Before she could re-pin me, I shifted back and waited for her reaction.

As she was about to go into one of her celebratory modes that includes dancing, the phone rang. She raced over to pick it up and squealed when she heard who was on the other line. "Angela! Did... yeah! What... yeah, I know!"

After a while, the girlish shrieks ceased and then Topanga said seriously, "Well, obviously, we can't let them know that we know until they tell us. Let's hope that's soon, though. I hate keeping secrets!"

I snorted at that, remembering times when Topanga would plot things behind my back and keep them quiet for years after.

Topanga finally noticed that I was still sitting on the couch patiently. She covered the receiver with her hand and mouthed, "Almost done."

I nodded resignedly as she went back to the conversation, which consisted of, "Really?" and "Yeah, totally." I'll never know how girls who see each other all day can come home and talk on the phone for several more hours.

After a while, I got up and went into the bedroom. I got undressed (again) and climbed into bed, drifting off to the sound of Topanga's laughter.

The next day, Shawn and I were walking to the union between classes when we saw a familiar blond head. We ran to catch up to him. "Minkus!" we shouted in unison.

"Hey, Shawn, Cory. Good to see you." I noted with a little surprise that I wasn't looking down on Minkus, but was pretty much looking at him eye-to-eye. I guess that growth spurt hit some of us late.

"Good to see you, man. Hey, is this your first day of classes here?" I asked.

"Yeah. I just transferred over from UNY, so today, I'm just getting everything organized before I actually start hitting the books."

"Do you have a major yet?" Shawn questioned.

"Nah. I thought that I wanted to go into chemical engineering, but... no. So, I'm exploring my options. Plus, UNY is a good school, but it was a little farther away from home than I wanted to be. So I thought I could kinda start over here."

I nodded understandingly. Then someone waving caught my eye. As the figure came closer, I could see that it was Rachel, burdened down with two backpacks. As she huffed and puffed her way over to us, Minkus ran and took one of the backpacks from her. Shawn quietly commented, "See, that's sad. He's known the girl for two days and he's whipped already."

Minkus and Rachel came back over to us. "I was going to introduce everyone, but that's not necessary, Rachel tells me." Minkus announced.

"Nope, my roommates are their older brothers!" Rachel said cheerfully. She was probably glad to be fifty pounds lighter, once that backpack was gone. "So, Stuart, are you heading back to the apartment now? Because my classes are over, and I was thinking that I could show you what passes for nightlife around here."

"Sounds cool. See you around, guys." Minkus followed Rachel without a look back.

I turned to Shawn. "Yep, definitely whipped."

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Yeah, this is the end of this chapter. I know that was only supposed to be four chapters long, but adding an epilogue isn't really cheating, is it? Oh, well...