Boy Meets World Imagines

bully ~ s.hunter

shawn hunter, the school hotshot, the top guy, your biggest bully. you had been one day into middle school when shawn found you as a perfect target, so he aimed and shot at you every chance he got. sure you got bullied by other guys, and girls, but shawn always took the cake. you didn't know why he did this, you didn't really care, after a while his comments went over your head, there were only some comments that really hurt you.

you sat in your classroom, listening to mister feeny rant on about social studies, romeo and juliet, you remembered learning this before. you were drawing in your book's margin silently as a note popped right in front of your face. you didn't take much notice to it, just grabbed it and passed it to the person behind you.

not long after there was a tap on your shoulder, turning around you saw cory matthews holding a note out to you. you sent him a questioning look but just ignored it and took the letter. only then did you notice that your name was pasted on the from, a heart surrounding it.

scrunching your eyebrows, you pocketed the note and continued to draw in the margin. you heard feeny ask minkus his questions and then shawn yell out insults to the class nerd. 

soon enough lunch is in session, you go to your usual spot, a bench that is a decent distance away from the school pitch where shawn hunter and his friends are playing. you went to get your lunch and instead pulled out the note. confusion flooded your mind, again.

you slowly unfolded the note and were met with scribbly writing, it ran only for a few lines but you got the message. someone wanted to go out with you. they didn't sign it with their name, only with a stupid name that made you laugh slightly. 

meet me at the park, 8pm.

you thought it was strange and shrugged it off, you decide when the time came whether or not you were going.

at 7.30 you sat in your bedroom looking at the clock. thinking over if you should go or not. deciding to go for the hell of it, you quickly threw on a jacket and left through your front door. you took your car down to the park. only street lights lit your view as you continued on. at the park, you took a seat on a bench, nearby was a street light that dimly lit your surroundings. what you didn't notice was the multiple shadowy figures all aimed to fire at you.

"you actually showed up."

you snapped your head around at the infamous shawn hunter's voice. it rang through the silent night. "what-"

"i can't believe your that gullible."

as the words left his mouth something cold splashed on your back. you turned around to just feel more and more water balloons hit you, each colder than the other. you were about to scream, the cold was becoming painful. the water had seeped through your jacket and was wetting your last layer of protecting form the philadelphia cold.

"what- how- why?" 

shawn was just laughing at you, his laughter's were echoed by the multiple others who continued to attack you. you felt tears prick your eyes as you tried to leave. turning to get back to your car something smashed into your face. the chocolate filled your senses and you yelled out, falling backwards and onto the wet grass. it was all too overwhelming.

wiping chocolate from your eyes, you stood up, not bothering to identify your attacker, instead you just ran away. you ran to your car and quickly got inside. turning on all the heaters and speeding away. tears ran down your face, hot, they washed away the chocolate that almost clouded your vision. 

you ran into your house, trying to escape the profuse laughter of all those bullies. you shoved yourself right into the shower, letting the hot water attempt to wash away the chocolate cake and all your worries. but it didn't succeed.

the next day you sat in your car in the farthest lot of the parking at school, convincing yourself that walking into school, you weren't gonna be tormented even more. that you wouldn't be the laughing stock. thankfully no one noticed you when you walked inside, they ignored you as you travelled to your locker, collected your belongings and went to your social studies class.

you took your regular seat, sadly it was right next to cory matthews, shawn's best friend. you just kept your head down, waiting for feeny to arrive. halfway through class, shawn and cory arrived. they made their entrance, feeny shut them down, it was a never ending cycle. cory took his seat next to you, normally you would give each other quick smiles, talk a tiny bit about the work in class, but that was all. cory turned to smile at you but you didn't even look in his direction, just kept on writing feeny's notes and ignoring cory.

during class, he would turn to you and try to get your attention on help with the work, but you never once responded or listened. "y/n. y/n. y/n? come on, please turn to me?" you just ignored his pleas. cory turned to shawn and gave him a 'i know you had something to do with this.' look.

you were one of the last to leave the classroom, you normally just waited for the flood of students to leave without you. as you stood up something hit the back of your head. turning around, you saw cory matthews sitting there. you turned back to your stuff and hurried to leave the room. "whatever shawn did, i'm sorry."

you snorted lightly, leaving the room without another word.

later, shawn walked over to cory's house like he normally did. "hey man, wh- woah. what's with that look?"

"oh i don't know shawn, what up with y/n, you seem to like tormenting her huh shawn. i mean, last time i checked you liked-loved her, and yet your ruining her life!" cory ranted to shawn, the later couldn't help but feel the tiny guilt in the bottom of his stomach. "yeah, yeah, whatever cor, say what you want. it's not true." shawn pushed back every ounce of guilt.

"then why? why shawn why does making her life miserable make you oh so happy?"

shawn couldn't respond, words formed in his head but they weren't true, so they would never leave his mouth. "what has she ever done to you?"

what has she done to me? the words formed in shawn's head, many ideas came up, but none were correct. she's annoying? no, she's not minkus. we used to be close and broke- what am i saying? no, we have never properly talked. she's a know it all, teachers pet? no, she's not minkus. she's completely and utterly perfect and i want- no need her? yes, absolutely yes.

"wh-whatever cory, your talking nonsense. go talk about your crush on y/n elsewhere." cory just shook his head at shawn. "this is your crush. and this is my house." shawn groaned, collapsing into the chairs beside cory. "what, what do i do cory?"

"well..."