You are Timmy, you are 15 now and I have absolutely NO idea how old Vicky is… you still have Wanda and Cosmo, you've got taller and sexier. You're also a hell of a lot braver.
Start!! :
"How come I'm ALWAYS ignored? HELLO! I don't need babysitting anymore!" you yell at the top of your voice as Vicky enters the room. "Get away from me."
"Shut up ass."
"HAVE FUN TIMMY!!" your mum screams as your dad drags her out the front door. You groan loudly and slump in front of the T.V. Vicky see you and smirks then opens her mouth to yell at you but you beat her to it.
"No! I'm not moving icky!"
"TWERP MOVE! Wait what?"
"I'm sitting here."
She looks stunned and you realise that this is the first time in ages she has seen let alone babysit you. She takes to squeezing on the edge of the sofa. She gazes at the T.V which has scrubs playing.
"We're watching this?!"
"No I am. Go away." You replied cunningly. You kick her off the sofa and she lands with an OMPH!" god I can't believe I was scared of you…!"
"Timmy what the hell has happen to you?"
"Whadda ya mean?"
"you're kinda cute and strong… not weak…"
"CUTE!" you sit straight up and stare into her eyes
"Did I say that bit out loud?" she looks back into your eyes and you feel the blood going to your cheeks. You nod slowly. She blushes now and turns away. For a few minutes all you can hear is the T.V until you hear Vicky stand up you peer over to her and you get the shock of you're life she's smiling ear to ear and looking directly at you."Timmy can y-you walk me home?" she looks incredibly small and timid.
"o-ok when? My parents don-"
"Now like you said you don't need me anymore…"
"WHAT!???"
" well I'm only here because I wanted to see if you were still the weedy lil' idiot, and you're um… not."
"you don't mean you're leaving because you think I'm m-mature do you?"
"Timmy. I'm being nice for the first time in my life to you. Please take me seriously. PLEASE!"
"WE'RE HOME!"
"IT'S BEEN 3 HOURS OF NO STOP PARTING OVA HERE EH! HAHA!" you mum and dad stumble in drunk and you look at Vicky pleading for her help to get them to bed she nods and helps them upstairs. 'She l-likes me?'
" Timmy ready to walk me home yet?"
"oh Yea of course" you run to the front door pulling on a pink jacket as she pulls her green one on. She smirks again and walks out the door. You follow.
"Vicky??"
"Yea Tim?"
"Tim? Oh why did you want me to walk you back?"
"No reason."
" Vicky… we're here…"
She turns to look at her house. Then she turns to you and:
"WHAT THE HELL VICKY!?"
"what? You're cute Timmy. I never noticed it before. But you are, so shut up and-"
"VICKY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY TIMMY???!"
"Tootie?"
"he's not you're brat watch!" Vicky slams her lips onto you're and then you kiss back loving every moment of it. Tootie runs off crying but you don't feel bad, you feel happy you have Vicky.
Thus is the end of my rather crappy love story. If you want more tell me…