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As Shawn finished with Adam and took the invite, she closed the door behind him and stared at it with a light blush.

"Shawn...what's wrong?" Eileen asked in a soft voice, making her look at her.

"What? Oh, um, nothing. Nothing's wrong with me." she softly chuckled.

"...is there something you're not telling us?" Rigby stated, narrowing his eyes at the rabbit.

"N-no." she stuttered, putting the invite away in her pocket.

Boy, nervousness can give you away at times.

Eileen only raised her eyebrows at her while Rigby smiled.

"Tell us something about you and Adam."

"We're not going steady, I can tell you that much." Shawn shivered.

"Oh, tell us a story!" Eileen exclaimed.

"Yeah, Shawn, tell us a story about how you and Adam met."

Shawn sighed and began to walk down the hall into the living room.

"It was 14 years ago, when I was 5 years old..." she stated in a low voice, sitting down on the recliner while Rigby and Eileen sat on the soft couch of leather, "...and at the first day of school, I had met Adam."

As the bell rang, students of grades pre-k to 5th grade ran into their classrooms, Shawn being the first. She ran in with a bright smile on her rabbit face, her outfit of pink and blue showing her smile. Her hair was down to her shoulders, held up by a purple hairbow.

"He was a fun kid at that time, but wild and crazy at times, too. Most of the times, he's just so sweet and helpful."

Others filed in, while a small kid with a grumpy look filed in last.

"Ok, class," said the teacher, Ms. Hunte, who was a tall teacher who wore a bright yellow dress with dark curly brown hair down to her peachy shoulders and pink leopard glasses on her face, "My name is Ms. Hunte, and I will be your teacher for this year." she said, turning to the blackboard and writing her name in cursive.

Shawn only smiled at her new teacher and began to pull out her stuff, while others did the same, until a boy beside her looked at her.

"I remember that moment he stared at me with such...awe and amazement, he would've flooded the whole school with his drool and slime."

He was an average boy that looked good; he was light brown in color, with dark brown eyes and wore a red and blue stripped shirt with blue shorts and black sneakers. His hair was curly, but only very short you couldn't tell the difference.

"But, he wasn't the only one staring at me." Shawn then gave a confused look.

There was another boy, who had brighter skin color, the color of bright peach, green forest eyes and wore a blue shirt and brown pants was staring at Shawn, before shifting his eyes to the boy beside her, and slowly narrowed into looks of hatred.

"Apparently, Adam and Mike were not good friends back then. They always fought over something. It got so annoying after two months."

Later on that day, the class had recess. As Shawn ran out with chalk, she walked up to the blacktop and stepped off to the side, and began to draw on the pavement.

Until a shadow blocked her drawing from the sunlight.

Shawn gave a grunt and looked up to see the kid that wore the blue shirt.

"Hi," he said.

"...hi." Shawn forced herself to say.

"The name's Adam. What's yours?" he asked, and sat down beside her.

"Shawn."

"Oh. Well, I think that name seems cute for a girl like you." he smiled, making Shawn give a light blush.

"Well...I'm technically not a girl. I'm more of a female rabbit."

"It still counts as a girl, right?"

"...yeah." she gave a small chuckle.

Adam laughed and grabbed a piece of white chalk, and glanced at Shawn. "You don't mind if I draw with you?" he asked.

"...um...no." Shawn said, uncertain.

"Cool." he then began to draw over the pavement, making Shawn look over his shoulder and softly gasp.

"He drew the most beautiful rabbit in the whole world. I mean, it was so realistic, so beautiful, I could've gave him all my stuff. But, I wouldn't do that. Not for my precious teddy bears from my grandmother and family." Shawn chuckled.

As Adam finished the last of the details, Shawn sat there, stunned and amazed for his art, her mouth parted open.

"You like it?" he asked.

"I...I...I LOVE it." she stuttered after a moment.

Adam chuckled and put the chalk back in the box that he brought.

"Well, it's suppose to be you. In a cute, snuggly, fun rabbit form."

Shawn gave a light blush and giggled. "Thanks," she mumbled, until the bell rang.

"Oh. Time for Math, then?"

"I guess so." Shawn said, and began to pick up the chalk, Adam helping her.

After a moment, they both walked back to the class, side by side, and sat together during Math. Or, well, Adam, sat with her.

"Alright class. Now, what is 2+2-1+10+11+14x12-156?" she questioned.

The students wrote down the problem and slowly worked it out, while Shawn suddenly raised her hand.

"...um...Shawn?" Ms. Hunte said, uncertain for a quick answer from Shawn.

"Ms, Hunte, it is 36."

Everyone looked up and stared at her.

"...how do you know?"

"Well, without using the calculator, it's hard to do in such a short time. You would start off by adding up everything. 2+2+10+11 would give you 25. Now, you subtract it from 1, you get 24. Now, 14x12 would give you 168, minus 156 would give you 12. Now, add 12 plus 24 would give you 36."

Shawn surprised everyone with her statement, Ms. Hunte just stared at her with amazement. "..that...that's correct." she whispered.

"Thank you." she smiled while everyone gaped at her, but Mike and the kid in the red and blue just stared at her with drool pooling out of their mouths.

"...um...it's time for lunch...now." Ms. Hunte said after a few moments, making the class line up.

"I was smart back then when I was little. So don't ask how or why I became smart."

As Shawn came to the table, with her lunch, which was a slice of pizza, an apple, a small spoonful of corn, and a carton of milk, everyone soon crowded around her and began to talk to her.

"Wow! You're so smart! Maybe we should hang out sometime." one kid, who was a bluejay, exclaimed, until someone cleared their throat.

Everyone turned to see a tall man that looked similar to Shawn, but had black hair and was muscular, a red bass guitar strapped to his back. His arms was crossed, and he only raised his eyebrows.

"Dad?" Shawn asked, and got up to run to him. He smiled and bent down to her height to hug her.

"Ah. My little rabbit." he said.

"Dad..." Shawn stated, and hugged him tighter, but soon let go, "...what are you doing here?"

"Well, I came to see you. To give you your lunch money, really." he pulled out a 20 and gave it to Shawn.

"Thanks, Dad." she smiled.

He gave a chuckle. "Anytime. Besides, the principle and I were good friends, so he let me in. I can come in at any time, as long as I let him know."

"Ok, Dad." Shawn said.

"Uh...who's that?" a goat asked, pointing to Shawn's dad.

"This is Dad. Dad, that's Thomas."

"...Thomas isn't a goat."

"No. Not our Thomas. That's Thomas Faholone."

"...oh."

Thomas gave a nod and a wave.

"Well," Dad said, nodding to Thomas, "...I guess I'll be going. Remember where I'll be picking you up today."

Shawn nodded and hugged him again. "Ok. Bye Dad."

"Bye, my little Rabbit."

"Dad." Shawn giggled.

"Alright. I got a gig to go to. Behave, and don't get in trouble."

"I won't Dad." Shawn said, backing away.

Dad chuckled and walked down the hallway, out the cafeteria, everyone but Shawn staring at him like a god that walked up to a stranded island and gave everyone food.

"Who was that?" Adam asked, turning to Shawn, and everything soon got back to normal.

"That's my Dad. He's in a band."

"Really? What band?"

"...hmm...I think it's Death Skulls Can Rattle."

"...awesome!"

"Yeah." Shawn giggled.

*hours later...*

As the end of the day came, everyone pooled out of the school, except for Shawn, who waited by the blacktop all alone, until Adam walked up to her.

"...where's your ride?" he asked.

"He's coming in a few minutes. You can wait with me if ya like."

Adam looked around and smiled. "Sure. I got a few moments to spare."

Shawn turned to him and smiled. "Awesome."

"...wanna play tag?"

"...ok." Shawn dropped her bookbag and poked Adam in the arm. "Tag! You're it!" she exclaimed, and ran.

"Wha? Hey, wait!" Adam said, chasing her.

After a while, Shawn's dad came in a Black dodge Challenger, and their game of tag eventually ended.

Shawn waved goodbye to Adam, who sadly waved back.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for staying with me." Shawn said, picking up her bookbag.

"No problem." Adam said sadly.

Shawn gave a light blush before quickly leaning over and gave Adam a quick kiss to the cheek, making him hotly blush.

"...bye." She said shyly with a light blush, and walked away to the car and jumped in, and closed the door.

Adam could only stare after her. "...bye." he whispered.

Shawn giggled and waved once her father drove off, leaving Adam alone, letting him ponder on his thoughts as of what happened a few minutes ago, until his mother came by. He smiled as of why, picked up his bookbag, got in the car, and rove off to go home to do homework and ponder on Shawn.

"And that's how we became friends."

"Aww...how romantic." Eileen said, getting starry-eyed.

Shawn smirked and snorted. "Whatever."

"...I'm thirsty." Rigby stated.

"Get something to drink then. I ain't your butler." She shrugged.

"...where's the fridge?"

Shawn only sighed and facepalmed herself.