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Riley pressed her head firmer against the door, now set off and determined to decipher the words her parents were saying. Though deep down inside, there was a heavy pit in her stomach, still terrified of being caught and later punished.

I could get hit by the door, Riley nervously thought to herself, letting out quick and light breaths as she closed her eyes to calm herself. "What would Maya do?" Riley kept repetitively whispering to herself, encouraging herself to be like her best friend, Maya Hart, and push the limits.

Maya was a rebellious, witty teenage girl. She was popular, a dare-devil and hilarious, which caused Riley to want to be more like her. Riley often pushed herself to be more like Maya and slightly "break the rules", which was what encouraged her to commit most of the daring stunts, which she would rarely ever do.

Riley gasped, but immediately put her own hand to her mouth as she heard her mom say, "No, it's not my fault!" in a loud, warning sort of tone.

Riley had before figured that her parents never fought, they were always so delighted and perfect together. Riley must admit, she has never seen any marriage like the one her mother and father, Cory and Topanga Matthews, shared.

She unsurely reminded herself that every relationship has a mini bump in the road, and that her parents would quickly overcome their problems in an instant, like they always had done in their teenage years.

When Riley Matthews was unable to make out Cory's next reply to Topanga, the horrified twisted emotion in her stomach grew even stronger. She fought the urge to leave the doorway, proceeding to repeat, "What would Maya do, what would Maya do?" to herself, continuously.

Maya would remain against the door and push to find out the problem...then solve it! Riley mentally answered herself, softly biting her lip and starting to breath heavily.

As the sudden bickering between Cory and Topanga increased, the anxious aching in Riley's stomach worsened rapidly. "Riley!" she faintly heard a small voice, one that sounded like Auggie's tone, call out her name, but forcefully ignored it and kept her head pressed against the white door.

While the sound of the fighting became quicker and more back and forth, Riley's mind jumbled itself up, as she anxiously closed her eyes to retain a clear sense of mind.

"What would Maya do?!" Riley squeaked out again, talking to herself in an attempt to calm down.

Suddenly, she was answered by a deep voice, startling her out of her trans of anxiety. "Well she definitely wouldn't do the right thing," the voice replied, hinted with a sense of humor, but concerned tone in his words.

Riley jerked her head up off of the door and spun around the face the person. Surprisingly, she her eyes met with Shawn Hunter's, who she referred to as Uncle Shawn, was standing still in the middle of the cleared walkway, crossing his arms and smiling comfortingly.

"Unnnncccclllle Shawn," Riley greeted him awkwardly, carefully taking a step away from the door. She knew that he had seen her snooping around, but silently hoped that he wouldn't punish her for it.

On the other hand, Riley was confused on why her Uncle Shawn was even there. He usually couldn't visit on behalf of his job, which required him to travel constantly. What Riley didn't know was that when Cory and Topanga started their argument, about three to four days ago, Cory called his best friend, Shawn Hunter seeking advice. Shawn provided all of the comfort to Cory that he could manage, but knew that he needed much more than a ten minute phone conversation. Shawn had cleared his schedule and canceled some events, in order to fly back to New York to help be there for Riley, Auggie, Topanga, and of course Cory. None of the Matthews knew that Shawn was visiting, though.

"Come on, kiddo, let's go grab something to eat. Auggie is in getting his shoes on and he's hungry!" Shawn offered to Riley, taking another step towards her and laughing under his breath at himself.

Riley took a deep, heavy breath, and shook her head slowly, immediately denying Shawn's offer to grab some snacks. Riley's shoulders slumped as she muttered, "Well, I've kinda lost my appetite..."

If anybody knew about nervousness and family issues, it was Shawn. He knew in the back of his mind that Cory and Topanga would definitely overcome their current issues and everything would tie itself together in an even stronger knot sooner or later, but didn't want to try to comfort Riley with a bunch of "It will get betters!" Shawn decided that it would be best to let Riley's spying incident pass and move on to a new topic. He wanted to get Riley's mind off of her parent's issues, though he was aware that she wasn't used to Cory and Topanga bickering? To be honest, who was?

"Oh...well you don't have to get anything to eat. Let's just all go out, then. We can grab Hart on the way and do something fun; it's on me," Shawn smiled at Riley, nodding his head as he spoke. Riley took three more small steps away from the door and nodded back in a rushed way. She slinked over nervously next to her Uncle Shawn, and peered up at him in a deprived way.

Shawn let out a heavy sigh, feeling sorry for poor Riley, and placed his hand comfortingly on her shoulder, protectively leading her away from her parents room and into the living room. She found Auggie innocently struggling to tie the lace of his red sneakers, which made her feel a little bit more safe and better.

Even though Riley was confused, she was excited that Shawn had came to visit her at the time. She was happy that he was going to take her out with Auggie and pick up Maya on the way. Knowing that somebody understood her enough to distract her gave her a warm and protected feeling inside, though that hint of care still couldn't overcome the anxiety of her parents fighting that was stooping over Riley like a dark and heavy cloud.