Disclaimer: I do not own the TV show Boy Meets World. I take absolutely no credit for making up the characters in the original show. I just felt like writing a story about a couple of them, ok? Ok, now that we all understand... **midnight sun**
Forgotten Love
Chapter 3: Long Time, No See
Topanga blinked. Could it really be Cory? After all, she hadn't seen him or spoken to him in five years. Not that she didn't think about him all of the time...
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Cory was shocked. Was it actually Topanga staring at him from across the room? Sure, he dreamed about the moment when they would see each other again, but he never thought it would actually happen. But, there she was, starting to walk towards him.
"Cory? Is that you?" Topanga questioned uncertainly.
"Yeah. It's me," Cory replied, with the same uncertainty.
"Wow, I haven't seen you in such a long time, I could barely recognize you. So what are you doing in New York? I thought that you never wanted to leave Philadelphia," Topanga stated.
"Well, I couldn't stay in one place forever," Cory said, almost to himself. He thought back, felt so guilty remembering their fight. "You taught me that."
Topanga smiled ruefully. "Did I? It was so long ago, and I've just tried to block it out," she lied. She knew how untruthful that was, she had thought about Cory every single day for the past five years.
"Topanga, I'm so sorry," Cory blurted. "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault, I just never wanted to admit it to you. I should have just supported you completely, come with you to New York... Maybe then, things would be--"
"Different," she finished. "I know."
"So, how have you been?" Cory asked politely, eager to change the subject.
"I've been doing fine," Topanga answered. "I have a real nice apartment, I have the job that I've always wanted, but there are still some holes in my life..." she trailed off. "But, how have you been? What are you doing here?"
"I don't know really. I just felt like a vacation, some time away from my normal routine. I'm not even sure why I picked New York," Cory told her. 'What a lie that one is. I picked New York hoping to find her. She probably already knows that too,' he thought to himself.
"Oh," she said simply. "So how long are you planning on staying? You know, we could get together or something. I have the rest of the week off from work. Something about working too much, my boss told me." Topanga said.
Cory smiled. "That's the Topanga I once knew," he murmured. "Yeah, so when do you want to meet?"
"How about tomorrow, around noon?" she asked.
"Sounds good to me. We can meet here, and then see what we want to do afterward. You know, you never did get your coffee," he teased.
Topanga smiled to herself. Somehow, the coffee and the date didn't matter to her anymore.
Forgotten Love
Chapter 3: Long Time, No See
Topanga blinked. Could it really be Cory? After all, she hadn't seen him or spoken to him in five years. Not that she didn't think about him all of the time...
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Cory was shocked. Was it actually Topanga staring at him from across the room? Sure, he dreamed about the moment when they would see each other again, but he never thought it would actually happen. But, there she was, starting to walk towards him.
"Cory? Is that you?" Topanga questioned uncertainly.
"Yeah. It's me," Cory replied, with the same uncertainty.
"Wow, I haven't seen you in such a long time, I could barely recognize you. So what are you doing in New York? I thought that you never wanted to leave Philadelphia," Topanga stated.
"Well, I couldn't stay in one place forever," Cory said, almost to himself. He thought back, felt so guilty remembering their fight. "You taught me that."
Topanga smiled ruefully. "Did I? It was so long ago, and I've just tried to block it out," she lied. She knew how untruthful that was, she had thought about Cory every single day for the past five years.
"Topanga, I'm so sorry," Cory blurted. "I'm so sorry, it's all my fault, I just never wanted to admit it to you. I should have just supported you completely, come with you to New York... Maybe then, things would be--"
"Different," she finished. "I know."
"So, how have you been?" Cory asked politely, eager to change the subject.
"I've been doing fine," Topanga answered. "I have a real nice apartment, I have the job that I've always wanted, but there are still some holes in my life..." she trailed off. "But, how have you been? What are you doing here?"
"I don't know really. I just felt like a vacation, some time away from my normal routine. I'm not even sure why I picked New York," Cory told her. 'What a lie that one is. I picked New York hoping to find her. She probably already knows that too,' he thought to himself.
"Oh," she said simply. "So how long are you planning on staying? You know, we could get together or something. I have the rest of the week off from work. Something about working too much, my boss told me." Topanga said.
Cory smiled. "That's the Topanga I once knew," he murmured. "Yeah, so when do you want to meet?"
"How about tomorrow, around noon?" she asked.
"Sounds good to me. We can meet here, and then see what we want to do afterward. You know, you never did get your coffee," he teased.
Topanga smiled to herself. Somehow, the coffee and the date didn't matter to her anymore.