Chapter 1

Confrontation

As Timmy headed to Trixie's house as Timantha with nothing but confidence, painful and scary thoughts started to fill his mind. He wondered if things will work out like Wanda said or would they turn out much worse than they already are.

The closer he got to the house, the more nervous he became. He needed to get on track with the task that was at hand but had no clue as to what he would say when he finally met Trixie again. All he could do was hope whatever happens, happens for the better.

Trixie sat in her room in front of her mirror as tears started to flow.

"Why….why did it hurt so much? Why did he have to be Timantha? Why couldn't they be two different people?"

Trixie was crying at the thought of finding out the truth about Timantha. When she did, she became hurt and confused. She didn't want anything more to do with Timmy or Timantha.

Trixie began to go to the bath room to wash her ace when the doorbell rung.

"Who is it?"

"It's Timantha."

Trixie's heart began to race at the familiar voice she knew all too well. She began to open the door than stopped as she remembered what happened a week ago.

"Why should I let you in? What do you need to talk to me for anyway? Don't you know you have caused me a lot of trouble? She said as tears began to swell in her eyes.

Timantha stood outside the door as her chest started to tighten.

"Tri…Trixie, you gotta let me in!"

"Last time I checked, this was MY HOUSE! So why did you come here anyway? I thought I told you I never wanted you to speak to me again." She said as she started crying while pressing up against the door.

Timmy knew too well, that she was upset. He wanted to help her, but at the moment he just didn't know how. The only thing he could do is plead to her and hope she would give him a chance to explain.

"Trixie….i know your hurt…I can hear your cries out here. Please give me a chance. Just one more chance PLEASE!" Timmy said as he fell to his knees at her doorstep.

Trixie could not believe what she heard. It was too much for her to take in. Here outside her door was a boy that used to have a crush on her, but at the same time it was also someone she knew.

She knew that this person had done something unforgivable to her, she couldn't just stand there and do nothing.

"I'm begging you to please give me one more chance. If I did something wrong then let me try to fix it. If I can't then I'll leave you alone for good. I promise."

Trixie's chest tightened up at the words that were spoken by Timantha. Trixie wanted to open the door, but she hesitated because she wasn't sure if it was a good idea. All she knew is that the situation had to be resolved no matter what the cost. "Fine….I'll let you in, but if you say one wrong thing….I will be sure to crush you!" Trixie said as she looked at Timantha.

Timantha couldn't do anything but stare in awe at Trixie's face. Her knees felt like they would give out due to the pressure, and her heart felt like it was about to explode.

"You can go to my room. It's right up the stairs to your left." Trixie said as Timantha walked into the mansion

With a nod, she began walking up the stairs and turned to the left. She walked into a room that was ten times bigger than the one she had. It was like she stepped inside a luxury hotel room. Trixie's room had a silver carpet floor that was sparkling in the sunlight.

Her bed was surrounded with roses and multiple stuffed teddy bears. Her dresser was made out of diamonds, and her mirror frame was made out of gold.

"This room looks like its fit for a queen. Considering Trixie's from a rich family…..I can see why her room would be this beautiful. I wish my room could be this big." She thought.

As Timantha was admiring the room, Trixie walked in with two cups of punch, and a plate of cookies. She set them next to Timantha on her dresser. She then took a seat on her bed and cleared her throat."So…what did you want to talk about?" She asked Timanthta.

"Well…Timmy…", but before Timantha could finish her sentence Trixie interrupted. "Before we start….I need to tell you something." Timantha looked curiously at Trixie. "I already know who you are. I know that you're Timmy Turner." She said in a low enough voice for Timantha to hear.

She was shocked at what Trixie just said. She never told anyone. Even so, how did Trixie know? She coughed and sighed. "How did you find out? I never told anyone." She said looking at Trixie.

"It…I…" Trixie paused a few minutes to try and explain how she found out. "If you don't want to explain, than I won't force you to, but at least for now can you call me Timantha instead of Timmy?" Trixie looked up to see the girl blshing.

She could do nothing but turn her face the other way. "Why would I do that since I already know who you are. Wouldn't it be a waste of time?" Both girls looked at each other than one finally spoke.

"I know you know who I am, but I would feel pretty embarrassed to be called Timmy while looking like this." Trixie could do nothing but blush at the comment. "I guess but that still doesn't change the fact that I'm mad at you".

Timmy could do nothing but smile. He felt he was finally getting somewhere. Although it still felt like things were going to get harder from here on, but he didn't really care. All he could do was focus on the here and now.