Cory and Shawn were over at Mr.Feeny's side looking for snails.
"Guys how many times do I have to say snails are not bait."I said
"What do you know?"Cory asked.I was about to say something,but I heard someone walk towards us.
"Hey,guys."Mr.Matthews said looking at the scene before turning to me."Liz what are they doing?"
"Hunting for snails."I said crossing my arms."Feeny tricked them into thinking of it as bait for Sunday.I tried to explain."
"Guys Liz is right fish don't eat snails."Mr.Matthews told the boys.
Mr.Feeny stopped in his tracks and turned around smiling at us."Gee.I guess I was mistaken."
"Sure."I said sarcastically.
"Whenever you guys are ready.The bass masters all set to pass on to the younger generation some of the finer points of spin casting."Mr.Matthews said.
"Minipulating young and impressionable minds."Cory said shaking his head.
"I hope your proud of yourself Feeny."I said
"Indeed I am Ms.Parish."
Shawn and Cory hopped over to the side I was.
"Now,the main thing is to remember that it's basically a single flick of the wrist.You open the bail.Hold the line to your finger and it's 2:00,10:00."Mr.Matthews said,but something fell onto Feeny's side of the fence.
"Kind of a quarter after 3 you got on there huh,dad?"Cory asked.
"May a fellow angler try his luck?"Feeny asked.
"Be my guest George."Mr.Matthews said,and he handed the fishing rod to Feeny.
Feeny then threw the line and it went into the bucket.
"It's like getting back on a bicycle.One never forgets."Feeny said,
"Hey Feeny didn't think you had it in you man."I said smirking.
"Ah yes Ms.Parish the world is full of suprises."Feeny said
"Feeny call me Parish it's better that way."I said.
"Mr.Feeny you fish?"Cory asked.
"Oh sure.I'm an old bass hog from way back.I'll never forget that September morning 1956.I was after a small mouth bass on the Louisiana Delta."Feeny explained.
"Sounds fascinating George."Mr.Matthews said.
"Oh yeah Feeny your quite the story teller please be done."I said
Feeny rolled his eyes"Spanish moss hanging down the cypress knees jutting up through the brackish water of the bayou."
"Sounds fascinating George."Mr.Matthews repeated.
"Dad how come Eric's not coming this year?"Cory asked.
"Well,your brother has discovered girls.He can't sit still.When your Eric's age,and you can't sit still i'll take Morgan.It's the endless cycle of fishing."Mr.Matthews said.
"What about after Morgan?"I asked.
"Well,then i'll just be some guy in a fishing hat with a lot of boring old fishing stories."Mr.Mtthews said and we all looked at Feeny.
"Did you just scare yourself Matthews?"I asked.
"Yes I think I did."Mr.Matthews said.
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After a while me and Shawn went home.When I walked in I saw mom and dad watching TV.
"Hey guys.Can I go fishing with the Matthews tomorrow?"I asked and they ignored me."Hello?Guys ."I said but they still ignored me.I walked in front of the TV and turned it off."God can't you see me?!Can't you see me?!Really look at me!I'm your daughter!You can't just ignore me!"
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Angel(Shawn Hunter)
FanfictionElizabeth and Shawn have been best friends for as long as they could remember, what happens when they catch feelings for each other?
