The Secret Life // A Shawn Hunter fanfic

Fifty ➵ both

Jasmine
I was now on my date with Evan.
I declared my relationship status with Shawn as just friends. I was relieved that I wouldn't be bickering with him any longer now that we were standing off under the impression as friends. It was weird, as Evan wrapped his arms around my waist as he was playing pool with me.
"Ooh, look at those puppies go," he pointed out, as the balls slipped into their holes in just one tap,"amazing game."
Pulling me towards him and spinning me around so I could meet with his face, he pressed his lips against mine.
"Are you enjoying this first date? Or what?" He questioned me with a pompous smirk.
"Yeah I am." I spoke quietly with a reassuring smile. He pressed his lips against mine, basically us making out.
Our first date turned out okay. When he took me home that night, my aunt automatically badgered me with all of these questions.
"Is he a good kisser? Is he a sweetheart?"
"Aunt Lori." I groaned. She waved her hands up in the air pretending she didn't do anything wrong.
"I'm just asking, that's all," she pointed out,"anyway, is he?"
"I guess so. He is sweet. I mean, he was patient with me and everything." I informed her, and she put a hand to her hips.
"I guess so for he kiss?"
"Yeah. I mean, not every guy is a great kisser." I half lied on that one. When Shawn kissed me, he was more respectful and gentle with me. He demonstrated  this other side of him no one has ever seen before. Smirking, she crossed her arms and sat at one of the chairs at the dining table.
"I see." She noted.
"What?"
"Not compared to Shawn, is he?"
I shrugged.
"I knew it," she began,"and you are friends now?"
"Yes, we are. We agreed holding off a grudge towards each other isn't healthy. Especially with Cory and Topanga both as our friends."
"That's good. It works out all in the end, right?"
I was silent for a moment, drifting off into another stage.
"Right?" My aunt spoke up again and I drizzled out of my haze.
"Right."
:::
The next day I was greeted to a plate full of scattered chocolate chip pancakes with a kiss from someone I wasn't so used to.
"Hey babe, so uh, I was thinking if you'd want to maybe after the football game next Friday, maybe you wanted to come eat dinner with me and the boys?"
"Yeah," I accepted his invitation with a smile," I would love to."
"Great. I'll see you then." He left with a kiss on the lips. I left to go head over to Topanga, where she was kissing Cory.
Shawn went over to us as well, where we both dealt with seeing them kiss. It was a little awkward as we weren't smashing our lips together.
This reminded me a little bit of freshman year; but it was opposite instead. We were the ones puckering our lips, kissing til the bell rang with dirty glares flashed from Feeny as he trailed passed us. Now it was Cory and Topanga falling in with that deep remedy every couple went through like a fairytale come true.
"So, Jasmine, how was your date with Evan?" Shawn asked me, shoving his hands into both of his pants pockets. Clenching onto my books, I locked gaze in trance with his. I was so used to freshman year, but I was going to live up to all these new velocity of changed spectrums.
"It was good. How are you and your girlfriend doing?"
"Oh me and Jennifer?" That must of been her name. The usual tall, blonde girl that showcases a dark red convertible with a shine shimmering streak appearing in unusual spots. Fit to be a model. I envied those kinds of girls.
"Yeah, you and Jennifer..."
"Oh, Jennifer Bassett? She scares me." Cory added, and we turned around to face the now separated couple.
"Just because she's slightly taller than every guy here, including the all star basketball players, doesn't mean that she's scary."
"It isn't because she's tall Shawn! I mean you should of seen her! She hissed at me." He mocked and impersonated her hiss, with his hand pretending to unsheathe his claws like a domestic cat.
"Whatever Cor. Hey, there she comes right now." He stated with a smirk.
The sound of clicked heeled boots with a wave of blonde hair, and a flirtatious, lipstick covered smile captured his attention.
"Hey Shawn." She greeted him with only one kiss on the lips, where he was attracted in a haze of wonder. Cory, Topanga, and I all exchanged an awkward glance with each other, which made me decide that it was best to leave these two alone. I could tell with one, penetrating glimpse, the ability to read intolerant, purified hate told me I was no longer welcomed here.
I scampered to class, still not believing what just happened. I felt kicked out of my own circle of friends just now, but not physically or mentally, heck, not by someone who was in our group.
This was going to be one long year.
:::
Shawn
I was going out with Jennifer Friday night as scheduled. Instead of walking around like I wanted to, she was picking me up in her the recent red convertible she received for her birthday. Every girl's dream.
She was what you defined, a teenage girl. An actual one. Your considered popular and preppy student, with all of the pampers of everyone surrounded you. The three P's: Preppy, Popular, and Pampered. Those are what appealed to the Jennifer Bassett.
Also Power if you wanna declare four.
Jasmine sat with us at lunch for once today, probably because of the fact Topanga was there.
"Jasmine, we'd like to introduce you to Brenda, the new and amazing cafeteria lady." Cory introduced the two. He absolutely loved Brenda, and so did Topanga. She always hid a piece of cherry pie under the counter for her so no one would swipe it.
"Why hello Jasmine. Nice to meet you." She welcomed her as if it was another one of her own kids.
"Nice to meet you too."
After we received the food, we headed back to our table.
"So, I heard you're going out with Evan this Friday night." Topanga restated what Jasmine informed her. This caused her to blush a shade of crimson red. She still smiled, but looked down at her table.
"Yeah, we are after the football game."
"Cute! Maybe we can all triple date."
Cory was offended by that, shaking his head with a gaped mouth.
"No!" He denied that idea, scrunching up his nose and furrowing his big eyebrows.
"Why?" She asked me.
"Jennifer is not that scary." I answered him. Before he could retort back, sitting next to me was Jennifer, who greeted me with a slobbered smooch on my cheek.
"Hey guys. Mind if I sit here?" She asked.
"Sure. Why not you just possess my soul entirely too." Cory complained.
"Great! And Cory, I already do."
"Grr."
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