A/N: Hey all! How do you like premiere week so far? Hope you're enjoying it as much as I am! This idea floated into my mind soon after I watched Secret of Life, and I hope you enjoy it.
Warning: Does contain some spoilers from Girl Meets Secret Life and Boy Meets World's episode: Everybody Loves Stuart. You have been warned!
Disclaimer: I don't own Girl Meets World
Lucas slowly opened the back door to his history teacher's classroom. His felt his stomach starting to churn as he stepped inside while his confusion continued to grow. Two days. Two days at my new school and I'm already being called in after class. What did I do? his mind raced. No matter how hard he tried to push these thoughts out of his mind, he found that he couldn't. What he did a year ago continued to haunt him, and he had a strong feeling that's why he was here now. But the question is, why? I haven't done anything, have I?
His eyes landed on Mr. Matthews, who was currently cleaning the blackboard after a long day of lessons. Lucas was about to clear his throat to let his teacher know he was there, but Cory's voice filled the room. "Have a seat, Mr. Friar. I'll be with you in a minute."
Despite the fact Mr. Matthews' back was facing him, Lucas nodded and took his usual seat. To him, it seemed that the history teacher was taking much more time than a minute to finish. But that may be because I'm dreading this upcoming conversation… he reasoned with himself.
Finally, Mr. Matthews set down the eraser and began to walk towards Lucas, picking up a manila folder as he passed by his desk. As he watched his teacher open it, Lucas began to realize what Mr. Matthews held in his hand, and his heart started to race.
His academic record.
Lucas felt the temperature in the room increase exponentially as he watched Mr. Matthews step closer to him. He knew that, by this point, all of his teachers knew about what had happened. It was part of their job to know. But why does he have it in his hands right now? he wondered, and not knowing why scared him.
The curly haired teacher closed the manila folder, sat upon the desk in front of him, and smiled. "How are you, Mr. Friar?"
Lucas raised an eyebrow as his confusion continued to grow. "I'm not sure I follow, sir?"
Cory chuckled as he shook his head. "Let me elaborate. You see, in this folder describes one person. A person that is greatly different from the one I see sitting in front of me. This person in here, didn't really care about school from what I can tell by looking at his grades. And the person seemed to get into his fair share of trouble. Now, the person I have gotten to know these past couple of days cares about his schoolwork and does his best to steer clear of getting into any type of conflict. This change in behavior can either be a red flag or a genuine act."
"Are you asking me this because of my… friendship with your daughter?" Lucas asked.
Mr. Matthews' head bobbed from side to side. "A bit," he replied. He couldn't deny wanting to protect Riley at all. "Partly because I'm her father and I want to look out for her. The other reason being I'm a teacher who cares for his students. Also, I know that a piece of paper can say something, but it doesn't always give the full story."
Lucas felt his heart begin to drop as his eyes shifted their focus to his desk. How is he able to pinpoint this so accurately? "You're right…" he trailed. "It's not the whole story."
He watched his teacher drop his record onto the floor. "Then tell me what happened."
At first, Lucas hesitated. He wasn't all too eager to be telling someone he barely knew what he did. However, it's a step in the right direction for a fresh start. Admitting your downfalls; admitting you're human, a voice reasoned.
"Alright… back in Texas I knew I had the potential to be a great student, but I didn't particularly care. I figured after I graduated I would inherit the farm and that would be the end of that, so I saw no point in trying.
"I also had a friend who would always speak before he thought anything through. Then, he would rely on me to get him out of the situation he worked his way into. There were quite a few minor scuffles, but nothing too serious. Then at the beginning of last year, he really got himself into some big trouble. All I wanted to do was to try and protect him, but I got… a bit carried away. I let my anger blind me. The other guy ended up in the hospital, and I got kicked out of school. I know it wasn't the smartest thing to do, but it was all I could think of at the time!" he explained. Lucas paused as he watched Mr. Matthews' expression change slightly as he tried to blink back his own tears. Despite the fact it happened over a year ago, the pain he felt when he was talking about was still fresh. "I'm not proud of what I did, sir. Coming here is a fresh start. Would I have preferred going somewhere in Texas? Yeah. But my parents didn't think it was best, so we came here instead."
After a brief moment of silence, Cory spoke. "You know, you remind me of someone I know," he commented as he crossed his arms.
"Who?"
"Me."
Lucas' eyes widened and he nearly fell out of his chair when he heard Mr. Matthews' response. "What?"
"I did something similar. Some people may even say what I did was worse. Back in my first year of college, my friends and I had this professor. We all thought he was the coolest guy ever. He was so different from any teacher we had before, and we all liked that. Not too long into the semester, he dropped by my fiancé's dorm to go over a paper she had written, and ended up making a pass at her. Luckily I dropped by before anything else happened, but she was very uncomfortable with the whole situation. The next day at the Student Union, I asked to speak with him, and I told him to stop. He said he wasn't, and there was nothing I could do about it. So, I did the only thing I could think of. I struck him and went flying through the Student Union doors. Long story short, there was a hearing, and I only got suspended for a day. But it could have been a lot worse."
It took Lucas a few moments to absorb the whole story, but when he did, he asked, "What are you trying to tell me, sir? I'm not sure I understand."
Mr. Matthews smiled as he began to explain. "I'm saying that the person you think would be the least likely of people to help you, might have some experience in what you've gone through. If you need anything, don't be afraid to ask, alright?"
For the first time in their conversation, Lucas made eye contact with him. "Even if I'm asking you?"
Cory nodded. "I'm always here for any student who needs help."
Lucas smiled as he felt a huge weight being lifted off of his shoulders. "Thanks, Mr. Matthews."
A/N #2: Let me know what you thought of it! ~cowgirlangel95 out!