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them, but I think it will answer a lot of your questions. I know I update
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can't stop thinking about this story, and so, I can't seem to stop writing.
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The news was all over John Adams High. The very foundation of the building seemed to vibrate with the buzz it was creating. Cory Matthews and Topanga Lawerence were no more! John Adam's own golden couple, the model many a lesser pair of lovers had followed was no longer in existence. But that wasn't the half of it, oh no. It was the way they had broken-up, and the why behind it, that was the real news. Cory had found someone new, the story went, a girl he'd met on the school ski trip. "Sprained his ankle my ass!" said many a whispering Wanda and Will "I hear it was all a ploy to get away from Topanga long enough to find someone new."
The public fight in Chubbies was another major source of gossip-mill fodder "I hear she decked him real good" some speculated, while others who had actually caught a glimpse of the action insisted "She was yelling at the top of her lungs, really wigged out, and then, just when you thought she was gonna get physical, she wimps out and starts crying like a baby on his shoulder! Who does that?"
But the juiciest story of them all concerned neither Cory nor Topanga. It turns out that Lauren and Angela were not as alone as they thought in San's that day. It just so happened that Millie Myers, who though not a huge gossip herself had many chatter prone friends in high places, had been minding her own business right outside the bathroom door, waiting to go in. She'd heard the whole thing, or so she thought, but being a bit shy and totally unwilling to get involved, she'd neglected to try and do anything but sit back and listen. Accordingly, the choicest piece of gossip concerned the catfight in the restroom between Topanga's best friend and Cory's new main squeeze. "I hear Angela gave her the what for," said one very mouthy individual "She called her every name in the book, and finally hauled off and punched her. She broke both the girls legs, is what I hear. They had to cart her out on a stretcher."
Isn't gossip grand? Now, you may wonder, how are our own fab four holding up? Let's take a peek, shall we?
Cory and Topanga had not seen each other since that fateful night at Chubbies. Topanga was dreading Feeny's class, which they shared. She even considered skipping, but couldn't bring herself to do it. "I have to face him sometime" she thought, "and I guess the sooner, the better."
As for Cory, he too would be dreading his first encounter with Topanga, expect he was too tired to be dreading much of anything. It was a good 4- hour drive total to and from Lauren's home, and he and Eric had not arrived back in Philly till 2:00 that morning. Total Cory had about 4 hours sleep, and that made him pretty numb to the world. He was strictly an 8-hour guy, no exceptions.
How about Shawn and Angela? Well, for Angela, it had only taken a good long walk home in the crisp Philly air to get her feeling terrible about what she'd done to Lauren. Being basically a good person at heart, the idea that she might have broken someone's wrist, no matter how much of an accident it was or how badly she felt the girl deserved it really messed with her mind, and the rumors flying around school weren't helping. Then there was the little matter of Shawn not speaking to her. She'd tried calling him all night, and the only person she could get a hold of was Jack, who would only tell her that Shawn wasn't home yet. She refused to believe that he'd been out all night. If he hadn't gone home, where had he gone?
In fact, Shawn had camped out at Cory's. He had scaled the big oak tree in Cory's backyard, and climbing through the window of Cory's bedroom, had fallen asleep there in Eric's old bed. He'd also spent some quality time on the streets of Philly the night before, and had come to the conclusion that he'd been a total jerk. "I shouldn't have run away like that." He thought to himself, "Angela has every right to be confused by the way I've been acting. Maybe I should just tell her the truth." He'd not gone home that night because he had been afraid Angela might call, and he knew that neither Jack nor Eric would lie for him. As much as he wanted to talk to her, he felt he needed to do it in person, and he'd not really been ready to face anyone at that point.
So it was with this mindset that our four angst-ridden heroes entered Feeny's classroom that day. He was their first period class, and since none of them had homeroom together, this was the first time they'd seen each other. Cory and Topanga couldn't meet each other's eyes, and Angela quickly sat down in the seat behind Topanga, which Cory usually occupied, so he wouldn't get any ideas. Cory moved to the back of the room, next to Shawn. This little game of musical chairs quickly set off a buzz around the class, and Feeny, who had been occupied writing the day's lesson plan on the board, and who was well aware of all developments (some said the man could hear the walls talking) turned around quickly.
"Now people, settle down. Like all of the rest of you, I too read Teen Beat. What I want you to remember is that my classroom is not the place to be discussing the latest gossip, we are here to learn! Now please take your seats." The tone of his voice quickly quieted the class, and Cory, Shawn, Angela, and Topanga all gave him their own little look of gratitude. "Yes, yes, your welcome, now let's get to work!"
About halfway through class, Shawn slipped Angela a little note. Angela glanced back at him for a second, and then unfolded the paper. *I'm sorry; I really want to talk to you. Meet me for lunch right outside the gym* Angela nodded her head slightly, and then went back to listening to Feeny's lecture. Topanga and Cory basically ignored each other; though Cory did glance Topanga's way from time to time with a poignant look on his face. Seeing her had made him feel bad all over again about what he'd done. "I hope she realizes I don't hate her." He thought, "That it wasn't like that. I'd try to tell her, but I'm afraid it's to soon for her to be willing to listen. Time, Eric said, time." In this way Feeny's class proceeded uneventfully. As the bell rang, Feeny turned from the board and watched his four favorite students walk out into the hall. Though he'd never say anything to them without being asked, he was hurting for those kids, because he really did love them.
Out in the hall, Shawn fell into step beside Cory. "How ya holding up man?"
"Fine I guess, I'm just really tired right now, it's a long drive taking Lauren home."
"So she missed her bus? Is she ok Cory, Angela said she might have broken her wrist."
"Yea, Lauren did miss her bus Shawn, she just happened to be in the Philly General ER when it left. Angela's little shove did break her wrist, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been I guess, so you can tell her she doesn't have to worry about it anymore." Cory's tone was full of bitterness.
"Cory come on, don't be like that! You know Angela is a good person, it was an accident!"
"What, she ACCIDENTLY shoved her into the wall?!"
"No, but she did ACCIDENTLY break her wrist. She got angry, that happens to people you know. Come on Cory, let's not fight. I'm the one who's on your side, remember?"
"Yea right!" Cory thought, but once again remembering Eric's words he choked down his initial reply and answered instead "I know, I'm sorry, it wasn't your fault, I'm just really tired that's all. Please tell Angela not to worry, Lauren's going to be fine."
"I'll do that. Well here's my next class, see ya later Cory."
"Yea, see ya."
At the same time that this was going on, Angela and Topanga were also talking.
"Hey girl, how are you doing?" Angela asked, falling into step with Topanga as she walked out of the classroom
"I'm better. Angela, thank you again for being there for me the other night. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"It was no problem at all, that's what best friends are for."
"Is it true what they're saying, did you and Lauren really get into it?"
"Unfortunately. I just had to do something, I couldn't stand to sit there watching her all smug and self-satisfied, acting like the cat that'd gotten the cream. I knew you'd never say anything to her, but I had to speak my peace. I hope you're not disappointed in me."
"No, not really. I wish I had your courage sometimes. What I can't believe is that you really broke her legs."
"No, not her legs exactly. I did mess up her wrist though. I feel just awful about it now, it was a complete accident. I just snapped and shoved her before I even realized what I was doing. She fell into the back wall of the restroom, and the rest is history."
Topanga was taken aback, this was not what she'd expected to hear. For a second she didn't say anything, and Angela looked at her with concern. "Your not mad at me are you? It was an accident, and besides, I was defending your honor."
"I shall not alienate my best friend," Topanga reasoned, "and she does have a point. I know Angela, she'd never do something like that on purpose, besides, it was all for me." To Angela she said "No, of course not! I was just surprised, that's all. I mean you have to admit, you're not normally a physical person."
"True enough, and I regret being one this time. Well here's my class, see you after school, Shawn's asked me to meet him for lunch."
"Ok, want to grab a bite after, maybe see a movie?"
"Sure why not? Bye!"
And here ends Chapter 8. I know, you were expecting the lunch conversation weren't you? Well, I promise I'll get it out soon, but this chapter just felt done the way it was. As always and forever, R&R.
Wiiiiiite: I'm glad you feel that way. It was a goal of mine, now that I know it's working, it makes me feel good. Thanks for the suggestions, and don't be surprised to see some of them put in action down the road!
Disclaimer: I own nothing relating to BMW
The news was all over John Adams High. The very foundation of the building seemed to vibrate with the buzz it was creating. Cory Matthews and Topanga Lawerence were no more! John Adam's own golden couple, the model many a lesser pair of lovers had followed was no longer in existence. But that wasn't the half of it, oh no. It was the way they had broken-up, and the why behind it, that was the real news. Cory had found someone new, the story went, a girl he'd met on the school ski trip. "Sprained his ankle my ass!" said many a whispering Wanda and Will "I hear it was all a ploy to get away from Topanga long enough to find someone new."
The public fight in Chubbies was another major source of gossip-mill fodder "I hear she decked him real good" some speculated, while others who had actually caught a glimpse of the action insisted "She was yelling at the top of her lungs, really wigged out, and then, just when you thought she was gonna get physical, she wimps out and starts crying like a baby on his shoulder! Who does that?"
But the juiciest story of them all concerned neither Cory nor Topanga. It turns out that Lauren and Angela were not as alone as they thought in San's that day. It just so happened that Millie Myers, who though not a huge gossip herself had many chatter prone friends in high places, had been minding her own business right outside the bathroom door, waiting to go in. She'd heard the whole thing, or so she thought, but being a bit shy and totally unwilling to get involved, she'd neglected to try and do anything but sit back and listen. Accordingly, the choicest piece of gossip concerned the catfight in the restroom between Topanga's best friend and Cory's new main squeeze. "I hear Angela gave her the what for," said one very mouthy individual "She called her every name in the book, and finally hauled off and punched her. She broke both the girls legs, is what I hear. They had to cart her out on a stretcher."
Isn't gossip grand? Now, you may wonder, how are our own fab four holding up? Let's take a peek, shall we?
Cory and Topanga had not seen each other since that fateful night at Chubbies. Topanga was dreading Feeny's class, which they shared. She even considered skipping, but couldn't bring herself to do it. "I have to face him sometime" she thought, "and I guess the sooner, the better."
As for Cory, he too would be dreading his first encounter with Topanga, expect he was too tired to be dreading much of anything. It was a good 4- hour drive total to and from Lauren's home, and he and Eric had not arrived back in Philly till 2:00 that morning. Total Cory had about 4 hours sleep, and that made him pretty numb to the world. He was strictly an 8-hour guy, no exceptions.
How about Shawn and Angela? Well, for Angela, it had only taken a good long walk home in the crisp Philly air to get her feeling terrible about what she'd done to Lauren. Being basically a good person at heart, the idea that she might have broken someone's wrist, no matter how much of an accident it was or how badly she felt the girl deserved it really messed with her mind, and the rumors flying around school weren't helping. Then there was the little matter of Shawn not speaking to her. She'd tried calling him all night, and the only person she could get a hold of was Jack, who would only tell her that Shawn wasn't home yet. She refused to believe that he'd been out all night. If he hadn't gone home, where had he gone?
In fact, Shawn had camped out at Cory's. He had scaled the big oak tree in Cory's backyard, and climbing through the window of Cory's bedroom, had fallen asleep there in Eric's old bed. He'd also spent some quality time on the streets of Philly the night before, and had come to the conclusion that he'd been a total jerk. "I shouldn't have run away like that." He thought to himself, "Angela has every right to be confused by the way I've been acting. Maybe I should just tell her the truth." He'd not gone home that night because he had been afraid Angela might call, and he knew that neither Jack nor Eric would lie for him. As much as he wanted to talk to her, he felt he needed to do it in person, and he'd not really been ready to face anyone at that point.
So it was with this mindset that our four angst-ridden heroes entered Feeny's classroom that day. He was their first period class, and since none of them had homeroom together, this was the first time they'd seen each other. Cory and Topanga couldn't meet each other's eyes, and Angela quickly sat down in the seat behind Topanga, which Cory usually occupied, so he wouldn't get any ideas. Cory moved to the back of the room, next to Shawn. This little game of musical chairs quickly set off a buzz around the class, and Feeny, who had been occupied writing the day's lesson plan on the board, and who was well aware of all developments (some said the man could hear the walls talking) turned around quickly.
"Now people, settle down. Like all of the rest of you, I too read Teen Beat. What I want you to remember is that my classroom is not the place to be discussing the latest gossip, we are here to learn! Now please take your seats." The tone of his voice quickly quieted the class, and Cory, Shawn, Angela, and Topanga all gave him their own little look of gratitude. "Yes, yes, your welcome, now let's get to work!"
About halfway through class, Shawn slipped Angela a little note. Angela glanced back at him for a second, and then unfolded the paper. *I'm sorry; I really want to talk to you. Meet me for lunch right outside the gym* Angela nodded her head slightly, and then went back to listening to Feeny's lecture. Topanga and Cory basically ignored each other; though Cory did glance Topanga's way from time to time with a poignant look on his face. Seeing her had made him feel bad all over again about what he'd done. "I hope she realizes I don't hate her." He thought, "That it wasn't like that. I'd try to tell her, but I'm afraid it's to soon for her to be willing to listen. Time, Eric said, time." In this way Feeny's class proceeded uneventfully. As the bell rang, Feeny turned from the board and watched his four favorite students walk out into the hall. Though he'd never say anything to them without being asked, he was hurting for those kids, because he really did love them.
Out in the hall, Shawn fell into step beside Cory. "How ya holding up man?"
"Fine I guess, I'm just really tired right now, it's a long drive taking Lauren home."
"So she missed her bus? Is she ok Cory, Angela said she might have broken her wrist."
"Yea, Lauren did miss her bus Shawn, she just happened to be in the Philly General ER when it left. Angela's little shove did break her wrist, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been I guess, so you can tell her she doesn't have to worry about it anymore." Cory's tone was full of bitterness.
"Cory come on, don't be like that! You know Angela is a good person, it was an accident!"
"What, she ACCIDENTLY shoved her into the wall?!"
"No, but she did ACCIDENTLY break her wrist. She got angry, that happens to people you know. Come on Cory, let's not fight. I'm the one who's on your side, remember?"
"Yea right!" Cory thought, but once again remembering Eric's words he choked down his initial reply and answered instead "I know, I'm sorry, it wasn't your fault, I'm just really tired that's all. Please tell Angela not to worry, Lauren's going to be fine."
"I'll do that. Well here's my next class, see ya later Cory."
"Yea, see ya."
At the same time that this was going on, Angela and Topanga were also talking.
"Hey girl, how are you doing?" Angela asked, falling into step with Topanga as she walked out of the classroom
"I'm better. Angela, thank you again for being there for me the other night. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"It was no problem at all, that's what best friends are for."
"Is it true what they're saying, did you and Lauren really get into it?"
"Unfortunately. I just had to do something, I couldn't stand to sit there watching her all smug and self-satisfied, acting like the cat that'd gotten the cream. I knew you'd never say anything to her, but I had to speak my peace. I hope you're not disappointed in me."
"No, not really. I wish I had your courage sometimes. What I can't believe is that you really broke her legs."
"No, not her legs exactly. I did mess up her wrist though. I feel just awful about it now, it was a complete accident. I just snapped and shoved her before I even realized what I was doing. She fell into the back wall of the restroom, and the rest is history."
Topanga was taken aback, this was not what she'd expected to hear. For a second she didn't say anything, and Angela looked at her with concern. "Your not mad at me are you? It was an accident, and besides, I was defending your honor."
"I shall not alienate my best friend," Topanga reasoned, "and she does have a point. I know Angela, she'd never do something like that on purpose, besides, it was all for me." To Angela she said "No, of course not! I was just surprised, that's all. I mean you have to admit, you're not normally a physical person."
"True enough, and I regret being one this time. Well here's my class, see you after school, Shawn's asked me to meet him for lunch."
"Ok, want to grab a bite after, maybe see a movie?"
"Sure why not? Bye!"
And here ends Chapter 8. I know, you were expecting the lunch conversation weren't you? Well, I promise I'll get it out soon, but this chapter just felt done the way it was. As always and forever, R&R.