Cory walked into school the next day, and as he went to his locker he saw it, Shawn and Topanga. He stayed around the corner, hoping they wouldn't see him. He couldn't hear what they were saying but he saw as Topanga pulled him into a hug, he then began to run his hand through her hair, and rest his head on hers. Cory couldn't believe it. His best friend. Making moves on his girl. He ran up to Shawn and threw him against the lockers,

"I can't believe you!" Cory yelled, drawing attention from every kid in the hall.

"Cor, what?" Shawn said as he tried to push Cory off him. Cory slammed him again.

"Why are you making moves on my girlfriend!"

"Cory that's not what happened," Topanga said as she put her hand on his shoulder. Cory threw it off.

"Then what happened!" Cory yelled again. No one responded. "Huh? Tell me!"

"Nothing happened Cory, I just gave Shawn a hug that's all." Topanga tried once again to comfort Cory, the boy was obviously upset.

"Oh really? Turner told me he went to your house last night!" Shawn sighed,

"I, I did… But it wasn't like that!" Shawn pleaded. He didn't realize Cory knew that much, he thought he was talking about just now.

"Cory, please can we just talk to you in private?" Topanga sighed. Her face was full of distress.

"What's going on here?" Turner walked out of his classroom. He saw his three favorite students, the one he was currently legally in charge of, his best friend, and his best friend's girlfriend. Cory softened his hold on Shawn, causing Shawn to easily be able to push Cory's arm off of him.

"Nothing." Shawn sighed, he was staring at the floor, God what am I going to tell Cory? Should I tell him the truth? Or the same thing he told Topanga?

"Fine then Hunter. Let's talk." Cory scoffed. He grabbed Topanga's arm and began to pull her, the crowd began to disperse when Shawn followed,

"Cory don't hold her like that."

"Really Shawn? You're gonna lecture me on how to treat a girl? Really?" Cory scoffed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Shawn's voice was pathetic.

"Cory don't go there." Topanga said, again putting her hand on his arm.

"Oh but you can? Face it Topanga, Shawn doesn't and never has cared about what a girl feels unless she'll allow him in her pants!" Cory spat in his face. Shawn snapped in that moment. He didn't even think before he was holding Cory on the ground, punching him over and over again.

Everything was black for Shawn. All he could hear was Eddie's voice in his ear calling him a "faggot" over and over again. Fucking Cory. FUCKING CORY.

"Hunter! Hunter!" Turner had run outside of his classroom once again when he heard the commotion.

"Mr. Hunter I need you to stop!" Mr. Feeny had also walked outside of his office. Turner was grabbing at Shawn's shoulders, trying to pull him off.

"Shawn stop!" Topanga cried. Everyone was yelling at Shawn to stop, Feeny, Turner, Eli, Topanga, Eric, everyone. But Shawn heard none of them. Cory was bloody. Finally Turner pulled Shawn off, he was sobbing.

"Shawn what is wrong with you!" Eric yelled as he pulled Cory to his feet.

"Take Mr. Matthews to the health office." Mr. Feeny sighed. Topanga and Eric were both under Cory's arms. Cory was awake, and besides for a black eye and bloody nose, he was fine. But he was confused. Shawn had never laid a hand on him. Never even raised his voice.

"Shawn what's going on?" Cory asked sadly. As Eric and Topanga walked Cory to the nurse's office, Turner dragged Shawn to Feeny's office. Shawn couldn't move his feet. His mind was racing, he could feel Eddie's hand on him. He had hurt Cory. His best friend. Cory had always been there for him. Turner pushed Shawn in the seat.

"What the hell Hunter!" Turner screamed.

"I told you don't call me that." Shawn said, his voice was barely audible. He was staring at the floor. His hands were balled into fists, he felt his fingernails digging into his skin. He couldn't breathe, he was so angry.

"What the hell were you doing hitting Matthews like that? You could get expelled for this!" Turner on the other hand was also frustrated. Why was Shawn acting like this?

"Whatever, I'm sorry." Shawn scoffed. He didn't really mean it.

"No! Sorry isn't going to cut it this time! You've gone way too far Hunter!"

"I get it!"

"No I don't think you do! You're throwing your life away!" Shawn jumped out of his seat,

"You know what? You're not my dad! Move out of my way!"

Turned grabbed him, "No. You don't get to run away again!" Shawn almost went ballistic again.

"Let go of me! Don't fucking touch me!" Turner forced Shawn into his seat again, when finally, Mr. Feeny walked through the door.

"Now Mr. Hunter what in the world is wrong with you!" Feeny started,

"Yeah, yeah I get it. I'm a screw up. Just give me my punishment so I can go." Shawn sighed. He'd given up his fight. He just wanted to go home.

"Mr. Hunter," Feeny's voice had quieted. He began talking calmly. "Shawn, why would you hit Cory? He's your best friend."

"I don't know. Just frustrated I guess,"

"You would never do that if you were just frustrated." Turner interrupted.

"Look, can you just punish me so I can leave?" Shawn groaned. He was getting more and more annoyed with the lecture from Turner, then Feeny.

"Well if you're not going to talk to me, or Mr. Turner, then you're suspended."

Shawn scoffed, "For how long?"

"A month." Shawn scoffed again. A month? Whatever. He just wanted to go home.

"You're going to sit in the teacher's lounge until the school day is done, and then you're going straight home." Turned said as the two left Feeny's office. Shawn didn't reply.

"You got it?" Turner asked again, this time making sure he had the boys attention.

"Yeah. Whatever." Shawn rolled his eyes. As did Turners.