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Crypticnotions~ sorry I didn't reply last chapter to yours. I think it was for Fighting For Your Heart, so I didn't include it! LOL! Anyways, more less what I meant was if you could point out a part in this story where I'm rushing. Sorry for the misunderstanding!

Jae~ Aww you cried! I feel so touched! LOL! Maybe I am a better writer than I thought!

H~ Ya there will be at least a 6th chapter. Maybe more, hard to say. I actually have a new idea for the story's fate now. We'll all just have to wait and see, including me. Ya, Julia did break up with Cory.

PinkLotusBlossom~ Oh I'm glad! That was the point! LOL! And I may be being modest but I really don't think this is the most amazing fic! But I'm glad you think so!

Spinelli Woods, Esquire~ Well you'll just have to see!! I know but of course I can't tell you!

VampireMitress~ Well there are definitely more of, what I think are very good chappys! And this one! LOL!

Mystic Opal~ Thanks, I liked it a lot too!

Samantha~ I really never wondered, I just thought it was a cool story line. But I'm definitely glad she never went to Yale.

Jill~ Thanks! I will!

Entmoot~ I'm glad you enjoyed it! Hope you get to read the rest!

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Chapter 5- A Second Chance

((A/n: A couple days later))

The rain tapped against the windows at a rapid pace. The bright orange seats were cold and uncomfortable to sit on, especially for a 3-hour bus ride. Cory stared out the window and watched the rainfall as the Greyhound bus drove quickly down the highway to Connecticut. The thoughts that ran through his head were a daze. He had so many emotions overwhelming him.

What would she think of him, just showing up? Would she think this was all a game, assuming he was still with Julia? Would she question how he knew where she lived? Could he just tell her that Shawn gave it to him when Angela was out shopping? She would probably think even less of him then she already did, after what had happened at the reunion.

The bus slowly came to a stop at the station. As Cory stood up, he was overwhelmed with nervousness ((is that a word?)). He was finally here and there was no turning back now. But how would he be able to get her to see him?

'She probably hates my guts now,' Cory thought as he got off the bus and grabbed his bags. As he walked through the bus station, he picked up a map of the city, hoping to get an idea of how to win her heart, once and for all. He could just call her and explain everything to her, and hope for a second chance. No that was too lame; he had to do something incredibly romantic, something that would make her forget everything that had occurred in Philly. Just forget it all and send her into his arms like they had been in high school. Maybe dinner at an Italian restaurant, unless her tastes had changed, she loved Italian food. But how would he get her to agree to it? There was so much to figure out.

He left the bus station and started walking down the sidewalks of the busy city. The rain had started to slow down but there was enough that he would be soaked by the time he got to, well wherever he was going. He stopped at an intersection. While he waited for the sign to say 'Walk', he noticed across the street a Starbucks. He could use a coffee about now. When the light changed, he quickly walked across the street. As he headed down the sidewalk, he passed a small shop, 'Fabulous Flowers.' He glanced at it as he walked into Starbucks. That's when the idea hit him; it was perfect!

~Time Lapse- An hour later~

Topanga reached for more tissues to find that the box was now empty. She instead reached for the remote and turned the TV off. She had been so depressed the last few days. She had called in sick from work. She was a mess and would never get any work done anyways. She got off the couch and walked into the kitchen. She opened up her freezer and got a container of Rocky Road ice cream out. It was the 3rd one opened in the last few days. All she had done was watch love movies, drown her sorrows in Rocky Road ice cream, and cry her eyes dry. As she sat down at her table to eat her ice cream, there was a knock on the door. She slowly opened the door to see a man who looked like some sort of deliveryman standing there.

"Topanga Lawrence?" he asked.

"Yes, that's me," she said slowly as she took in his image. He had khaki pants on and a navy blue polo shirt on. He had light blonde hair and fairly tan-colored skin. He had dark hazel eyes and looked like he was in his mid-30s.

He leaned down and picked up a huge bouquet of pink, red, and white roses. He handed her the bouquet and then a card that went along with it.

She was shocked, "Thank you," she said. Before she closed the door, she took one more look at him. She noticed that his polo shirt had some words stitched in the top right corner. It read, 'Fabulous Flowers.'

She slowly inhaled the wonderful smell of the flowers. They were absolutely beautiful. But who could they be from? She set them down on the table as she opened the card.

When I think of you..

I realize you are the world..

You're gorgeous blonde hair..

Like the sun peeking through the clouds on a gray day..

You light up my life..

You're big, blue eyes..

Like the oceans full of crystal clear water..

Never ending, clean and pure, and always full of beauty..

You're heart full of love..

Love exceeding boundaries like no other..

Love that changed my life in such an unexpectable way..

My heart is not complete without your love..

I realize now after you are gone..

That you are the world..

My world..

Please meet me tonight at Starbucks at 7:00. I will go to the end of the world for a second chance with you.

Topanga smiled. The poem was absolutely beautiful. It had turned her day around. But there was no name at the bottom. Who was she meeting? She read last line over 'I will go to the end of the world for a second chance with you.' A second chance, who was there to have a second chance with? She searched her head for a name that would make sense. Eventually, after much pondering, she gave up. Maybe she wasn't supposed to know until 7:00. She looked at the clock, 4:30. She ran into her bedroom, she wanted to look absolutely perfect that night.

~Time Lapse- 2 hours later~

Topanga looked at herself in the mirror. After changing her mind several times, she had finally chosen to wear a white knee length skirt and a pale purple cup sleeve top and had decided to let her wavy, blonde hair flow naturally. She went into the bathroom to finish applying her make-up. She put some eyeliner on to make her blue eyes stand out more. She also put on some lip-gloss that all though didn't add any color, gave her lips a sexy, glossy look. As she headed to the door, she slipped on her white casual sandals and her light brown jacket. She grabbed her purse and then left for Starbucks.

She arrived to Starbucks right on time. She quickly scanned the café for a familiar face. Then she saw him, sitting at a table near the window. She couldn't believe this was happening. She pinched herself quickly to make sure she wasn't dreaming, she wasn't. This was all really happening. As she reached the table, he looked up at her and gave a small smile.

"Hi," she said.

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Author's Note: Ok, that chapter might have been a little hard to figure out. You sort of have to put the subtle clues together. But I purposely did that for anticipation, all though you probably all know who he is anyways. LOL! Ok so sorry it took so long, lots of homework and computer problems just kept me from getting it updated sooner! Ok so leave me a review and tell me what you think! Cya!