Thanks everyone for the reviews, especially Springra!  That was quite a compliment! 

I am, however, looking for a beta for both my Boy Meets World fics, and my Snape fics (or either!).    I really want someone who is not afraid to tell me what is wrong!  I want to improve my writing, not my ego!

My BMW stories have and will all be while they are in high school, because I only watch a couple of the college episodes – and frankly, I was quite disappointed with them.  I don't think they were up to standard.  So, I would quite like a beta who knows the high school eps, and someone who can check my grammar etc…

For a beta for my Harry Potter fics…. Well, uh, how do I put this…. The only one I've written so far is over at adult fanfiction under the pen name fervesco ()  , it's Snape and it's NC-17, so please, if this makes you squeamish, I think perhaps you'd better stay here!  And please, guys, don't go and read it if you're under 17 because I don't want notes from your mummies telling me what a nasty mind I have, because I already know!  Anyway, if you can handle this and you want to be my beta……yes please!!!!!! 

Email me lacey_q@yahoo.com

Now, back to the story…..

Shawn was just coming out of room 218, where he had second period English when he saw Jessica standing in the doorway to Mr Feeny's office opposite. 

"I'll see you at class, Cor!" he called to his best friend, and dash across the hall without waiting for an answer.

"What happened to us?" Cory said, referring to he and Shawn.  "He never has time for me anymore!" Cory pretended to sob, as Topanga wrapped a comforting arm around his shoulder.

Jessica had just finished speaking to Feeny, and had only just turned to leave as Shawn began his avalanche of question.

"So?  Did you get it?  When do you start?  Are you going to teach me?  What about …"

"Shawn," Jess interrupted with a smile, "slow down a little! Feeny has given me a month's trial, then he will review."
"Well, that's great!" Shawn beamed, overjoyed at having Jessica at his school.  He knew that his popularity would increase just that much more when he could say that the new, pretty Math teacher was his dad's girlfriend!  And besides, Jess was just such a great person!

"It is.  In fact, Shawn, why don't you come over to your father's tonight, and we could have a celebratory dinner?" Jess asked, with a smile, as she began to lead them down the hall.

"Really?  That'd be great!  Are you cooking?  'cause Dad's fish on the broiler of his pick up – well, it's a little oily…"

Jessica laughed, and then wondered if perhaps this story were true – she hadn't once seen Chet cook, unless you counted baked beans in the microwave, and even then most of them ended up stuck to the roof of the oven.  "I will cook, Shawn.  Now, I must go and thank Jonathan.  Do you know where he would be?"

"Sure.  He'll be in his class." Shawn pointed Jessica back down the hall in the right direction, and then headed off to Chemistry, a huge smile on his face. 

Jessica stopped in the doorway to Jonathan's class, and watched him for a few moments.  The class was empty except for Jonathan who was sitting at his desk, his head propped up by one arm, reading what appeared to be student essays and looking thoroughly bored.  She couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so amusing?" he asked, looking up from his work.  Then wished he hadn't.  He'd told himself the whole of last night and that morning that he was not – NOT- going to fall for Jessica Porter.  Absolutely not!  Yet, now that she was here again, in front of him – laughing at him none the less – all those self-promises had flown out the window.

"Nothing, really.  I just remember the man who turned up in Manchester, all eager to teach, claiming that he would never get bored of it, and here you are… well, shall I just say that you look like a couple of No-doze pills wouldn't go astray?"

Jonathan barely heard her.  He was too busy repeating the silent mantra of 'just friends… just friends….' over and over in his head, as she walked over to his desk. 

"So…um,… how did you meeting with Feeny go?" there, he'd said something intelligible.  Good start.

"Really well.  Feeny has agreed to give me a go for a month, and if he'd satisfied, then he'll keep me on.  That man is so intense!  The endless questions… I thought I'd be there till next summer the way he kept drilling me.  Felt like I was being interrogated by the CIA or something!"

"Yeah, he is a little harsh.  But you obviously impressed him.  Well done!" Jonathan replied, standing up from his desk, not wanting to be rude.

"Well, thank you.  And also for getting me the interview in the first place.  I really do appreciate that, Jonathan," she stood up on tiptoe and gave his cheek a quick kiss.  That was it, though, for Jonathan.  He couldn't stop himself from pulling the raven-haired woman closer and bending down to kiss her, this time much more passionately.  He was quite relieved to find that she was indeed kissing him back, with what appeared to be at least as much desire as he had for her, but then she pulled away too quickly.

"I… uh….I…." she stammered, looking up at him, panic shadowing her features.  "I think perhaps I had best be going!"  She turned and fled the classroom.

"Jessica!" he called after her, but it was in vain. 

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