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Page 2 chapter 1
(flashback over, two years later)
As Timmy slowly came back from the memory, he looked up at his family Cosmo, Wanda, and little Poof. He smiled lovingly and they smiled back, hugging him. They had been through so much, and he would miss them at 1 p.m. He new the exact time they would leave, because he got a fairy letter from Jorgan saying he had a little time to spend with them before they had to leave. And Timmy would still keep his memories so he look at the clock it was 5:00 a.m. Tuesday morning and he sighed, knowing it was his first day of high school well he thought it was as worst as it got.
Timmy's thoughts, 'First, he was losing his one and only family. Second, he didn't have the guts to ask Tootie out. He realized that he truly loved her in middle school when she stood up for him against Trixie, and he then realized who Trixie really was. She was a two faxed lying bitch who cared nothing for her friends. Veronica went to a mental institution for two years today because of Trixie, and Veronica stopped hanging out in eighth grade because of him, which was odd in his opinion. Then she was put in the institution for trying to kill herself, but I found her and took her to the hospital, why? Why?' The question rung like a gong, or like the beating in his still pumping heart.
Timmy's POV
But in some ways i knew that me and Vicky were on the same level. Even though when I was ten I thought she was some stupid badass. When I changed my view on life was on my eleventh birthday, no one knew, no one cared. not my parents, not a person, even Tootie didn't try to wish me happy birthday. It was sad that Vicky was the only one to wish me happy birthday and I cried. She continued even after i stopped crying. She helped me and cared for me like a real human mom. Vicky pretty much became my human parent for the next five years of my life. Even now I think it was great, but the hole in my heart is growing everyday. Though, today I think it finally will leave me, but I don't know and don't care anymore. I have become cold to some people. Mostly the bully's, but my parents don't even know I will hate them for the rest of my life. Even as I ponder all this stupid shit I can't change; the fact that I need to go to school, for its the first fucking day of school. 'why god would you fucking put the day I need to stay home on the very fuckin day I will lose the ones I love.' I thought, then I slowly get out of my tiny bed. I grew over the years I now stand 6''1' and I did got a slightly deeper voice, thank God, and brown hair that hangs over one of my eyes.
As I looked in the mirror at my toned body I shake my head and any thoughts away from me. I decided to focus on getting to school I showered dressed in my normal back t-shirt and pink hoodie I never got over my true color 'haha', I laughed gently to myself and put on my black cargos last. As I went down stairs at first I smelled the scent of something truly foul as known my dad was a big pot head it annoyed me to a point I tried moving out but my mom begged me to stay, I didn't even know she cared but life ran on and nothing like that ever happened again so I ruled it out as nothing to truly care on. I grabbed my wallet my iPod and backpack as I stepped out the door to go to school I plugged my headphones in and began to walk while listening to Metallica through the never and left.