Exhilaration | Shawn Hunter [Boy Meets World]

I Dream of Feeny

Me and Shawn were at Cory's house, both dumping things in the blender while I leaned against the counter and watched. "You got your milk," Cory said, dumping it in.

"You got your peanut butter," Shawn scooped it in.

"How about a banana?" He tossed the bare banana in.

"What about a raw egg?"

"Ew. Why's it have to be raw? Why can't we scramble it and put it in?"

"Stallone drinks raw eggs," I say.

"Betts isn't wrong. She knows her stuff," Shawn said.

"Stallone is like 5'2"!" Cory exclaimed.

"And you're like 2'5"," Shawn tpld him causing me to laugh.

"Go with the egg, baby." Shawn cracked the egg inside before tossing up the egg shells only to have Cory catch them. "Hey! We're not going to make a mess. Just because we're kids with a blender doesn't mean we have to make a mess."

Cory placed the lid on causing Shawn to take it off. "Boy, are you Mommy whipped."

I began to back away. "Shawn, no!"
He already pressed the puree button causing to spill all of the place. I pushed Shawn in front of me, using him as a shield. "Shut it off!"

With me still wrapped around him, he reached over and shut it off. "Now, that I could never do at my house," Shawn said.

I saw Mrs. Matthews through the window. "Oh, my mom! Betty, back me up. I wanted to use the lid.
I was Lid Boy!" Mrs. Matthews walked in, looked at the kitchen before she backed out of the house, going outside. "Okay, fine. I'll clean it up.
You don't have to scream."

I tried to clean it up with a rag on the counter, picking up Shawn's book who saw me. "Hey, watch it." His fingers touched mine causing me to blush as he grabbed his book. "You're getting it all over my geography book."

"Oh, like you're ever going to open it up," Cory remarked.

"Feeny's test tomorrow is going to be such a killer."

"Remember, I got to help you study," I clear my throat as I walked to the table.

"Yeah, I don't understand why we have to learn anything about geography," Cory said. "Why do we have to learn where everything is? I'll just be like my dad and drive around till I find it."

"Look at Feeny," Shawn said, causing me to look outside my window. "He's out there hanging up some geeky duck. Not a care in the world while we're stuck in here studying for his lame test. Yeah. Life's fair."

"Well, we haven't actually done any studying yet," Cory said. "Maybe we should get started."

"Okay," I agreed, picking up a flashcard. "What is the capital of North Dakota?"

"Banff," Cory answered.

Me and Shawn show a look, "We're toast."

"Yeah, you're toast, Betty," Cory remarked. "You get an A or B on every test for you. Me and Shawn, let's just say we're sick and stay home tomorrow."

"I can't, Cor. I've already used all my bogus medical excuses. Feeny says if my grandma dies one more time he wants to see the body," Shawn said.

"How come it has to be us? Why should we always be the ones faking a disease to get out of school? How come Feeny can't shoulder a little more responsibility?" Cory complained.

"Ah, dream on. I hear he hasn't missed a day of school since World War I," Shawn replied.

"That's just stupid on his part because teachers still get paid when they're sick," Cory said.