Exhilaration | Shawn Hunter [Boy Meets World]

Security Guy

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At the Matthews home, I sat on the couch's arm of the seat Shawn was sitting in while Topy and Cory sat across from us on the couch.

Shawn hands Cory a paper who asks, "What's this? It's a-" He opened the paper, reading it out loud. "It's a list of colleges."

"Yes, that is where I want the three of you to go," Shawn stated, motioning to Topy, Cory, and me.

"Shawn, I think you mean the four of us," I state.

"Even if I'm not going to school, the four of us should still be together," Shawn added.

"Well, I am wherever you are," I say, resting my head on Shawn's shoulder.

"Okay, 'University of Italy'," Cory read off. "Good old 'U' of It."

"Yep," Shawn said. "You guys hit the books, you're studying hard. Meanwhile, I'm out in the sun taking tourists around in my big canoe."

"It's called a gondola," Topy corrected.

Shawn pointed at her. "And that is why you're going to college," he stated before pecking my lips and standing up, heading for the door.

But Cory stopped him. "Wait, Shawn. You've worked too long to throw it all away now, okay, buddy?"

"Yeah, why don't you take the S.A.T.s, handsome?" I suggest. "I bet you'll do really well."

"Fine, fine, Ponytail Princess," Shawn agreed, sitting back down. "I'll take your little test. What's 10 minutes of my life, right?"

Cory and I only nod while Topy tried to say, "10 minutes? Shawn, they take at least-"

I jumped beside Topy, covering her mouth with my hand, shushing her.

"Shawn, listen," Cory said. "You know, I bet, if you take Feeny's review course, I bet you could knock them out in five, slugger."

"No. Too much school, too much Feeny," Shawn said, turning to try and leave again.  "Bye-bye. I am going canoe shopping."

I sigh. "Shawny..."

"Bye, babe. Love ya," Shawn told me with a grin.

"Love you too," I repeat back anyway before turning to my friends as the door closed and my boyfriend left. "Okay, we need to convince Shawn that the S.A.T.s are really easy."

"New mission, Betts?" Topy asked.

"Yes. Mission: S.A.T.s," I state.

"You gotta plan?" Cory questioned.

"I want Shawn to go to college with us," I say. "And I want him to try his best. So we lower the standards, make him think the S.A.T. testing is actually a blast, then he'll take it."