Let's just get down to the point: I don't own Drake & Josh characters or anything like that. "Collide" is sung and written by Howie Day.
Okay, classes are done for the semester. I apologize for not getting this chapter up sooner. I would have had it up a couple days ago, but it wouldn't work. I don't know if it was my parents' computer or something with the website. I'll try to figure it out. Meanwhile, I'm posting this on my computer, which is working. At the moment, I'm not sure what the problem is/was.
I love this chapter...Boy Meets World is awesome, that's all I have to say.
Cassandra sat in her living room on Friday afternoon. The seniors hadn't had to go to school that week, and prom had been the night before. Graduation was the next day, and her valedictorian speech was finally finished. Her parents weren't home, but they were taking her to dinner later that day to celebrate that she was valedictorian, and they'd asked her to bring Drake along. Now, she was sitting on the couch watching a marathon of "Boy Meets World," one of her favorite shows. The episode about graduation had just begun, and she sat watching it intently. It had always been one of her favorites. Drake's approach to school reminded her of Shawn Hunter in a way.
She laughed as, on screen, Cory and Shawn talked with Minkus, a character from the first season who disappeared until graduation. The doorbell rang, and she went to answer it.
"Hi," said Drake.
"Hey," she said. "You're not supposed to be over until later," she told him, a bit embarrassed because she was dressed in powder blue sweat pants and a matching hoodie, not exactly her most formal clothing.
"I know," he said. "I just wanted to spend some time with you."
When they started dating he had acted like a sweet guy. He seemed to grow even more kind and caring everyday, and he always made her feel as though she would melt.
"Oh," she said. "Um, why don't I go upstairs and change..."
"Why?" he asked. "You look cute. Watcha watching?"
"'Boy Meets World,'" she replied.
"I miss this show," said Drake.
"Yeah, so do I," she replied. "Want to come in and watch?"
"Sure."
Drake walked inside, and Cassandra sat down on the couch with him to finish watching the episode. It was a bit odd to be sitting there, as boyfriend and girlfriend ready to graduate the next day, watching a boyfriend and girlfriend graduate with the girlfriend about to ask the boyfriend to marry her.
"'Cory,'" said Topanga on the television. "'I know what I want to do with my life.'"
"'Shh,'" Cory replied. "'Shawn is speaking in public. This will never happen again.'"
They watched as Shawn made his speech and Eric, Cory's idiot brother, sing to Mr. Feeny. They finished laughing over that when Mr. Feeny announced the graduating class...and Topanga asked Cory to marry her.
Drake and Cassandra sat on the couch, not too sure what to say to each other. Drake shifted his weight on the couch.
"Well," he said. "I always hated cliffhangers."
Cassandra chuckled. Drake knew how to break embarrassing silence. She loved that about him.
"So," said Drake. "Five o'clock for dinner right?"
"Yeah," she said, glancing at the clock. "It's only three right now."
"Well," he said. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know," she replied.
Drake got an evil look in his eye and gave her a side glance.
"Drake..." said Cassandra. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
He slowly moved toward her, and she backed away. He kept moving, and she leapt off the couch. He jumped up, and she ran around to the back. He chased her, and she stood at one end of the couch. She moved one way, and he moved toward her. She tried to run up the stairs, but he grabbed her and started to tickle her.
"Ah! Drake!" she hollered, laughing. "Knock it off! You know I'm ticklish! Stop it!"
"Well Cassie," said Drake. "I've got you now. I'm not so sure I want to let you go."
They fell in a heap on the floor, laughing. Just then, Cassandra's parents walked through the door.
"Cassandra," said her mother. "We're home...hello Drake?" she said puzzled. The two were still laughing pretty hard on the floor.
"I don't want to know," said her father. "Cassandra, you might want to change and clean up a bit before we leave."
"Okay Dad," said Cassandra. She headed up the stairs to take a quick shower. She dried her hair and it curled as normal. She got to her room and took off her robe, putting on a nice white shirt and a soft purple skirt as well as some white sandels. She came back downstairs to find her father talking to Drake. Surprisingly enough, her father had found something Drake liked to talk about.
"Yes, I stopped playing because I didn't have much time with college," she heard her father say.
Cassandra had nearly forgotten that her father played guitar very often before Matt was born. He had taught Matt the basics of guitar, and then Matt taught Cassandra how to play guitar. So, in a way, all the techniques Cassandra had learned were her dad's.
"Hello Cassandra," said her father. "I'll go find your mother, and then we'll leave, okay?"
He got up to go find Mrs. Blane.
"So," said Cassandra. "You're getting along with my dad?"
"Yeah," replied Drake. "It's weird. I thought he hated me for a while."
"No," she replied. "He was just worried about me. He seems to like you though."
"Really?" asked Drake.
"Yeah," she replied. "He doesn't talk to many people about when he used to play guitar."
"Oh," said Drake. "Is that because he taught Matt?"
"Yeah. After Matt died he didn't like to talk about when he used to play. He liked to listen to me play though. It's just how he dealt with it. I wish they had had another baby. He'd have something to focus on. He played for me when I was little."
"Okay," called Mrs. Blane, walking into the room. "We're ready to go."
Drake wasn't as uncomfortable with Cassandra's parents as before. Maybe it was because she got along with his parents so easily. What ever the reason, the conversation was actually pleasant, and Drake did not show any signs of nervous habits.
"Well," said Mr. Blane. "You two will be at the same school next year. That should be interesting, but Cassandra, make sure you keep your mind on your studying."
"Dad..." said Cassandra, slightly embarrassed.
"Tom," said Mrs. Blane. "Doesn't she already?"
Ever since her father reminded her of her youth, Cassandra's mother seemed to put more faith in her daughter, which she felt terrible for not doing in the first place.
"Besides," Cassandra's mother continued. "They're graduating tomorrow. That's already big news. Let's not discuss them leaving home."
"You're right," said Cassandra's father. "Big speech tomorrow Cassandra..."
"Dad! You'll make me nervous," Cassandra said.
"You'll be great," Drake told her.
Cassandra smiled at Drake. Her mother watched as she took a bite of her dessert, and just before she slipped her fork in her mouth, she gave a small smile.
If you've never seen that episode of Boy Meets World that I was talking about, then you won't understand the insane things that happened. Eric singing to Feeny. Yeah, that takes some explaining. One more chapter to go. There's another story coming soon though. Please review. :)