Chapter 3- Reunion
"Of course its Minkus. Its always Minkus," Stewart snapped, walking in and placing his briefcase on the table. He glared at all of them. They hadn't changed since high school. He changed, but they had stayed in the same state, kept the same friends, had the same life, well almost. He supposed the change of scenery had provided some change, however minor.
"How did you find us?" Topanga questioned, grabbing Minkus' arm. Her eyes searched his desparingly.
Minkus looked into her eyes and laughed. "It wasn't that hard. I traced your wedding annoucement. You see I've been looking for you for a few months now. I have some..er business to take care of."
Angela looked between Corey, Topanga and Minkus. "So how do you know each other again?"
Shawn replied, "Minkus was the class nerd in middle school. We gave him a hard time,"
"Shawn! That's not very nice. You could have tramutized him! How could you?" demanded Angela, stepping over to Minkus' side.She narrowed her eyes at Shawn.
"We were twelve years old! You couldn't blame us either, Minkus was pretty weird," Shawn argued.
"I'd like to step in and defend myself here," Minkus snarled,"I was a genius in sixth grade. Just because I didn't great C's and D's doesn't mean I was a freak. Is it wrong to enjoy getting an education?"
"I thought Stewart was a nice young man," Relena interjected.
"Well honey, you were pretty weird back then too," laughed Corey.
"Excuse me?" Topanga demanded, turning to Corey.
Corey's smile faded. "I mean you were one of kind with your one-with- nature kick,"
"One-with-nature kick? I was perfectly balanced in sixth grade. Unlike you who was too busy comparing which X-Men were the coolest." snapped Topanga.
"Again, we were tweleve!" yelled Shawn.
"People, people, we're getting off subject here," Minkus said, over the din of the arguement.
Everybody calmed down. Topanga started to look nervous and hoped that Minkus hadn't brought what she thought he brought. Why else would he show up, so many years later. She tried to calm herself, but it was impossible. She felt Corey's eyes on the back of her head. He was worried about her. His concern wouldn't last for long, she thought. Trying to clear her mind, she thought back those many years ago, in the summer after her junior year. Going away to camp, she said. I'll be back at the end of the summer. It was the longest time she had really spent away from Corey during their relationship. He had been so upset back then. It must have been a hard summer for him, Shawn went away too. His dad took him across the country in their home.Topanga shook her head. She had to focus on denial. Whatever Minkus said, she would deny it. If only she could keep him from saying it.
"Stewart, I think we should all go out to dinner, to celebrate our little reunion." she suggested, with a false smile.
"I'd rather..." Minkus started, got a little off guard by this sudden suggestion.
"That's a great idea," Angela agreed. Shawn and Corey did not look thrilled.
"I'll go get my purse. Maybe we can head over to Chubby's," Topanga said, with a smile.
Minkus looked alarmed, and amused at the same time. Chubby's? The old hangout from high school?
"I'm just teasing. There's a nice Italian restuarant a few blocks from here. We can walk," she laughed.
While everyone else gathered their things and began leaving, Corey followed Topanga into their room. She stood in the bathroom holding the sink. It looked like she was about to cry.
"Are you okay, hon?" Corey asked gently.
Topanga nodded her head, and released the sink. She tried to smile."I'm fine,"
"Good," Corey answered, smilingly grimly. "I wouldn't want anything to be upsetting you." He put his arms around her. She seemed to melt into his arms.
He felt her tears fall onto his sweater. They rocked back and forth for a few minutes before she said, "We better go catch up to the others,"
"Yeah," Corey answered. He reached for her hand but she pulled away. The small gesture hurt him, and he wished he could solve her problem, whatever it was.
Topanga hurried out the door to catch everyone else. She glanced up at the sky. Clouds had moved in, black threatening ones. She hoped it wouldn't rain until they reached the restuarant.
Up ahead, Minkus and Angela discussed politics while Shawn trudged along, hands in his pockets. He kicked at some stones on the pavement. He wished Minkus would leave. Angela had come back from Europe wanting to see him, not Minkus. Angela didn't even know Minkus. How could she do this to him?
They reached the restuarant just as it began to drizzle.
"How many will be in your party?" questioned the waiter. Even though it was still early, the holding area was already crowded.
"Five," Minkus answered.
"And what name will it be under?"
"Minkus," replied Minkus.
They all sat down at the bar, each thinking to themselves. Shawn angry, Angela entranced, Minkus impatient, Corey worried, and Topanga upset. Who knew what dinner would bring for this old group of friends......
~End of Chapter 3~ I'm sorry this took so long for me to publish! I've been really busy! Please R&R! Tell me what you think! ~Nina Matthews~
"Of course its Minkus. Its always Minkus," Stewart snapped, walking in and placing his briefcase on the table. He glared at all of them. They hadn't changed since high school. He changed, but they had stayed in the same state, kept the same friends, had the same life, well almost. He supposed the change of scenery had provided some change, however minor.
"How did you find us?" Topanga questioned, grabbing Minkus' arm. Her eyes searched his desparingly.
Minkus looked into her eyes and laughed. "It wasn't that hard. I traced your wedding annoucement. You see I've been looking for you for a few months now. I have some..er business to take care of."
Angela looked between Corey, Topanga and Minkus. "So how do you know each other again?"
Shawn replied, "Minkus was the class nerd in middle school. We gave him a hard time,"
"Shawn! That's not very nice. You could have tramutized him! How could you?" demanded Angela, stepping over to Minkus' side.She narrowed her eyes at Shawn.
"We were twelve years old! You couldn't blame us either, Minkus was pretty weird," Shawn argued.
"I'd like to step in and defend myself here," Minkus snarled,"I was a genius in sixth grade. Just because I didn't great C's and D's doesn't mean I was a freak. Is it wrong to enjoy getting an education?"
"I thought Stewart was a nice young man," Relena interjected.
"Well honey, you were pretty weird back then too," laughed Corey.
"Excuse me?" Topanga demanded, turning to Corey.
Corey's smile faded. "I mean you were one of kind with your one-with- nature kick,"
"One-with-nature kick? I was perfectly balanced in sixth grade. Unlike you who was too busy comparing which X-Men were the coolest." snapped Topanga.
"Again, we were tweleve!" yelled Shawn.
"People, people, we're getting off subject here," Minkus said, over the din of the arguement.
Everybody calmed down. Topanga started to look nervous and hoped that Minkus hadn't brought what she thought he brought. Why else would he show up, so many years later. She tried to calm herself, but it was impossible. She felt Corey's eyes on the back of her head. He was worried about her. His concern wouldn't last for long, she thought. Trying to clear her mind, she thought back those many years ago, in the summer after her junior year. Going away to camp, she said. I'll be back at the end of the summer. It was the longest time she had really spent away from Corey during their relationship. He had been so upset back then. It must have been a hard summer for him, Shawn went away too. His dad took him across the country in their home.Topanga shook her head. She had to focus on denial. Whatever Minkus said, she would deny it. If only she could keep him from saying it.
"Stewart, I think we should all go out to dinner, to celebrate our little reunion." she suggested, with a false smile.
"I'd rather..." Minkus started, got a little off guard by this sudden suggestion.
"That's a great idea," Angela agreed. Shawn and Corey did not look thrilled.
"I'll go get my purse. Maybe we can head over to Chubby's," Topanga said, with a smile.
Minkus looked alarmed, and amused at the same time. Chubby's? The old hangout from high school?
"I'm just teasing. There's a nice Italian restuarant a few blocks from here. We can walk," she laughed.
While everyone else gathered their things and began leaving, Corey followed Topanga into their room. She stood in the bathroom holding the sink. It looked like she was about to cry.
"Are you okay, hon?" Corey asked gently.
Topanga nodded her head, and released the sink. She tried to smile."I'm fine,"
"Good," Corey answered, smilingly grimly. "I wouldn't want anything to be upsetting you." He put his arms around her. She seemed to melt into his arms.
He felt her tears fall onto his sweater. They rocked back and forth for a few minutes before she said, "We better go catch up to the others,"
"Yeah," Corey answered. He reached for her hand but she pulled away. The small gesture hurt him, and he wished he could solve her problem, whatever it was.
Topanga hurried out the door to catch everyone else. She glanced up at the sky. Clouds had moved in, black threatening ones. She hoped it wouldn't rain until they reached the restuarant.
Up ahead, Minkus and Angela discussed politics while Shawn trudged along, hands in his pockets. He kicked at some stones on the pavement. He wished Minkus would leave. Angela had come back from Europe wanting to see him, not Minkus. Angela didn't even know Minkus. How could she do this to him?
They reached the restuarant just as it began to drizzle.
"How many will be in your party?" questioned the waiter. Even though it was still early, the holding area was already crowded.
"Five," Minkus answered.
"And what name will it be under?"
"Minkus," replied Minkus.
They all sat down at the bar, each thinking to themselves. Shawn angry, Angela entranced, Minkus impatient, Corey worried, and Topanga upset. Who knew what dinner would bring for this old group of friends......
~End of Chapter 3~ I'm sorry this took so long for me to publish! I've been really busy! Please R&R! Tell me what you think! ~Nina Matthews~