Friday, Saturday, and Sunday passed without any excitement. Eric left New York for two weeks at home. But when Monday came Topanga, Shawn, and Cory were all nervous for their upcoming class. They worked almost all of Monday trying to keep their minds off of class but when 1:00 rolled around nothing could be done.
"Maybe we could skip this class and try for it next semester, then we would have the chance to get Professor Jamison," Cory said trying hard to think of a way to change professors.
Topanga, Cory, and Shawn were walking down the street towards class. Shawn wasn't talking. He felt that he would get sick any moment, but he didn't want to admit that to the other two.
They all stood outside the auditorium too nervous to move. They wanted to go in but somehow couldn't manage to move their feet.
"You guys, this is silly, there is no reason that we should be nervous. It's Turner, not the Boogie Man!" Topanga said trying to force the guys to go.
"If you think this is so silly why don't you go in?" Shawn said challenging her.
"Oh, god no. There is no chance that I am going in there without you two right behind me."
"We have to go in soon, it's almost time for class to start, and I don't want to start out being late for class," Cory said pulling the door open.
Topanga and Shawn followed him in and took the only seats available, front row seats.
The clock struck 1:00 and they could hear the bell chime one time. Cory, Shawn, and Topanga looked at each other. Topanga reached down to get a pen from her bag. Just then Turner walked in. He was still using crutches. He went over to his desk and sat down putting his things away. The talking in the class stopped. Topanga, after grabbing her pen, sat up, strait, too nervous to look anywhere but the very front. Shawn took a deep breath. Cory just watched as Turner came in.
After getting everything straighten out Turner began the class," Hello and welcome to English Literature. In this class we will be reading several classics and evaluating the way that the author chose to write. We will be looking at their ways of wording, dialect, and descriptions. Then we will watch the movie of the book and compare the two. We will decide if the producers made the correct choice in actors and how they interpreted the book. Then I will ask you to write some constructive criticism on how they could have made the movie better. But for today I just want to introduce myself and get to know you all a little bit better." Turner had yet to look up at the class. He pulled out a clipboard and began again. "What we're going to do is I am going to call your name out and I want you to give me your favorite book, author, and reasons why you chose what you did., Brown, Abigail!" he said finally looking up. He caught the eye of Cory and sat up straight. He didn't hear what Abigail had said. He sat there looking to each side of Cory, seeing Topanga and Shawn. He stared at Shawn for a little bit until one of the students asked him a question. Turner looked down at his list. He called out, "Matthews, Cory."
Cory sat for a moment not sure of what to do. Shawn nudged him to stand up. "I'm Cory Matthews and my favorite book is To Kill a Mockingbird and Harper Lee is my favorite author." Cory sat down shocked that Turner had called on him.
After almost everyone had been called Turner told the class a bit about himself. "My name is Jonathan Turner, and please, please, don't call me professor. I am Mr. Turner to you all," he said looking at each face. "I am originally from a small town in Connecticut but have been living in Philadelphia for the past few years. I taught at John Adams High while there. I don't really know what else you need to know so I am free to questions about myself or this course."
"Aren't you going to explain the whole crutches thing?" a student yelled form the back.
"Oh! Right, course...ummmm...well, what do you want me to say? I broke my leg, now I used crutches, it's pretty straight forward." Turner stood up, crutches under both arms, and started to walk around. "Anything else?" Everyone was silent. "Okay then, the first book that we will be reading..." The rest of the class was about the course. Turner tried to keep his eye off of Shawn but once he got it there he wasn't able to look away with ease. He was surprised to see Shawn so grown up. To see him with a beard, and multi colored hair. After class was finished Turner leaned against the front of his desk as the students filed by.
Cory, Shawn, and Topanga were questioning what to do. Should they go and say hello or should they leave without saying anything. The entire class they hadn't said anything directly to him. They only spoke once and that was at the beginning when they spoke to the class.
They had decided that it was best to speak to him while leaving. The three of them went up to his desk but as soon as they got there Shawn started to get sick and ran off. Topanga and Cory followed along no looking back on Turner. Jonathan watched them go by but didn't bother to stop them. He sat down in his chair and started to rub his right leg. It was sore; it had been for the past three years.