Exhilaration | Shawn Hunter [Boy Meets World]

Pilot

Two years later, me, Shawn and Cory were always pretty close. It was early in the morning today and in the cafeteria to eat breakfast.

As I shut off my walkman, I look up to see Cory talking with Mr. Feeny. "And please enjoy that high-vitamin astronaut drink you're sucking down."

"There's no gravity in space, Mr.Matthews. Therefore, astronauts suck up. Learn from them."

Cory came over to us with his candybar. "He's a teacher, man. Keep raggin' on him he's gonna make your whole sixth-grade year miserable," Shawn told our curly haired friend.

"I'm gonna be miserable anyhow. At least this way, I'm taking him with me," Cory replied, sitting down.

"That's what I would do," I say before I notice someone talking to Mr. Feeny. "Hey, who's that?"

Nicholas answered my question. "I think she's new."

"She must be new.She's talking to Feeny," Shawn said causing me to roll my eyes.

"Okay, so how late did you stay up last night?" Nicholas asked Cory.

"Monologue."

"Monologue, first guest," Nicholas repeated.

'Monologue, first guest, bad sketch," Shawn said.

I smirk. "Monologue, first guest, bad sketch, funny zoo animal," I add.

"Monologue, first guest bad sketch, funny zoo animal, Steve Lawrence," Nicholas said.

"Whoa!" Me and Shawn say.

"Steve Lawrence!"

The bell for class rang. "And there's the bell," I said, standing up with my stuff.

"Four hours until lunch," Cory said as we walkrd off together.

***

"She's dead, Mr.Bornihay," Feeny told Nicholas in class. "Pick up the knife and kill yourself."

"Come on, Mr.Feeny you and I both know she's not really dead. May I please stab her a few times just to make sure?" Nicholas teased.

The girl rose from the desk. "Hey, you touch me with that knife you better kill me the first time."

"Mr. Feeny..." Nicholas called.

"All right, all right," he said, letting the girl lie back down.

I began to zone out as Shawn leaned over Cory. "Cory."

"Huh?"

Cory was holding a piece to his ear, I leaned in so I could hear too. "What's the score?"

"Bottom of the third, two outs, Dykstra's on second, Kruk's on first, three and two to-"

Mr. Feeny came over and removed Cory's hand from his head. "What's this, Mr. Matthews?"

Cory decided to play this off. "Huh? W-what did you say, Mr. Feeny? You took my hearing aid."

Mr. Feeny pulls out the small radio and put the earpiece to his ear. "Smoltz delivers, Daulton swings." I lean in anticipation. "Oh, he got a piece of that one. It's a long drive deep to center. Otis Nixon back, back to the warning track climbs up the wall, and-"

I throw myself back in my seat, disappointed as Mr. Feeny took the earpiece out. "Mr. Matthews, Romeo and Juliet is Shakespeare's ultimate testament of love between a man and a woman."

In the front of the class, Nicholas began to yell. "Help! Help. Mr. Feeny! Help! Help! Help!" The girl had him lying on the desk as she tried to 'stab' him. Mr. Feeny went up and took the dagger from her. "Miss Kincaid, thank you. Thank you for that, uh vigorous interpretation." He turned back to Cory. "Mr.Matthews, you do not listen to the ballgame in the middle of my class."