Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Boy Meets World characters, I just merely let me mind wonder. I do however own Francessco.
A/N: This is my first BMW fanfic. And if you like my writing you can check out my Everwood and One Tree Hill stories, is interested.
Summary: Shawn stared anew. What will happen when the girl he once loved returns? (This picks up after 'Angela's Ashes)
*Story*
Shawn Hunter sat alone, in front of one of New York's most spectacular Cafe`; CitiDex. Normally came here with Cory and Topanga, but today he was meeting someone special. He ran his hand over his dark blue, freshly dry cleaned pants, making sure that they were perfectly ironed. He was getting anxious until her heard the familiar sound of the Manoleo Blanik, high-heeled stelleos, that could be heard miles away, belonging to his fiance ` Francessca. She crept up behind him and gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Hey," he said uneasily, "where's your dad?"
"He couldn't make it, he had to catch a late flight to Parrie`, he awful sorry he couldn't make it," She said with her strong French accent.
"Oh that fine, maybe some other time."
He pulled the chair so she could sit.
"Oh. Your such a perfect gentleman, I wish he could make it, but you know how business is, always having to fly from one country to a next, I guess the fashion industry must really need his talent, oh I starved, shall we order?"
Shawn was obviously disappointed, he has been dating this girl for 2 years and has not yet met her family, or anyone she knew for that matter.
"Sure." He smiled with a lemon sucking grin.
*Three courses later*
"For such a skinny woman, you can sure eat a lot."
"I never get time to eat when I'm at the shows and my personal trainer would kill me if he saw me eating this much, but you have to, how do you say, cut loose sometimes."
He just smiled.
Then, the waiter came outside.
"Are you two finished?"
"Yes, thank you."
He handed them the bill.
"Hun, I must go to the bathroom, please excuse me."
"Sure thing."
*Moments later*
"Shawn!"
He hesitated for a moment. He knew that voice. It belonged to Angela. But it couldn't, she wasn't coming home. Ever! That's what she said. In her letters. She was loving Europe and besides it's been five years. He reluctantly turned around. And his thoughts were confirmed. It was Angela. Smiling crazy in a pink floral dress. running toward him. He stood mindlessly, with arms open. She ran straight into him arms and they held each other for a moment till he realized that it was... Angela.
"What are you doing here?"
"Hey, and nice to see you too."
"Sorry, it's just..." He thought for a moment. Her facial expression changed to concern.
"... Great to see you!"
She began to laugh.
"Good, I just came, I just had to see you, it's been so long."
"Do you see Topanga, no I can straight here, I remember from your letters that you mentioned this place and here and I am."
"Here you are."
He looked around all nonchalantly.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, it's just-"
"Shawn."
Francessca was standing behind them.
A/N: What do you think? Eventually this will become a Shawn/Angela story.
Review-Please and Thank you.
A/N: This is my first BMW fanfic. And if you like my writing you can check out my Everwood and One Tree Hill stories, is interested.
Summary: Shawn stared anew. What will happen when the girl he once loved returns? (This picks up after 'Angela's Ashes)
*Story*
Shawn Hunter sat alone, in front of one of New York's most spectacular Cafe`; CitiDex. Normally came here with Cory and Topanga, but today he was meeting someone special. He ran his hand over his dark blue, freshly dry cleaned pants, making sure that they were perfectly ironed. He was getting anxious until her heard the familiar sound of the Manoleo Blanik, high-heeled stelleos, that could be heard miles away, belonging to his fiance ` Francessca. She crept up behind him and gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Hey," he said uneasily, "where's your dad?"
"He couldn't make it, he had to catch a late flight to Parrie`, he awful sorry he couldn't make it," She said with her strong French accent.
"Oh that fine, maybe some other time."
He pulled the chair so she could sit.
"Oh. Your such a perfect gentleman, I wish he could make it, but you know how business is, always having to fly from one country to a next, I guess the fashion industry must really need his talent, oh I starved, shall we order?"
Shawn was obviously disappointed, he has been dating this girl for 2 years and has not yet met her family, or anyone she knew for that matter.
"Sure." He smiled with a lemon sucking grin.
*Three courses later*
"For such a skinny woman, you can sure eat a lot."
"I never get time to eat when I'm at the shows and my personal trainer would kill me if he saw me eating this much, but you have to, how do you say, cut loose sometimes."
He just smiled.
Then, the waiter came outside.
"Are you two finished?"
"Yes, thank you."
He handed them the bill.
"Hun, I must go to the bathroom, please excuse me."
"Sure thing."
*Moments later*
"Shawn!"
He hesitated for a moment. He knew that voice. It belonged to Angela. But it couldn't, she wasn't coming home. Ever! That's what she said. In her letters. She was loving Europe and besides it's been five years. He reluctantly turned around. And his thoughts were confirmed. It was Angela. Smiling crazy in a pink floral dress. running toward him. He stood mindlessly, with arms open. She ran straight into him arms and they held each other for a moment till he realized that it was... Angela.
"What are you doing here?"
"Hey, and nice to see you too."
"Sorry, it's just..." He thought for a moment. Her facial expression changed to concern.
"... Great to see you!"
She began to laugh.
"Good, I just came, I just had to see you, it's been so long."
"Do you see Topanga, no I can straight here, I remember from your letters that you mentioned this place and here and I am."
"Here you are."
He looked around all nonchalantly.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, it's just-"
"Shawn."
Francessca was standing behind them.
A/N: What do you think? Eventually this will become a Shawn/Angela story.
Review-Please and Thank you.