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Chapter 4
Monday
4:54 P.M.
(ringback tone)
(ringback tone)
(click)
Trixie: Hello?
Timmy: Hi, Trixie…
Trixie: I wasn't expecting you to call so early, Timmy.
Timmy: Well… I did.
Trixie: Are you okay, Timmy? You sound a bit down in the dumps.
Timmy: Because I am.
Trixie: Mind telling me what's wrong?
Timmy: Why would you care?
Trixie: What's wrong with you, Timmy?
Timmy: You totally shunned me today at school.
Trixie: I… I wasn't feeling well… that's it.
Timmy: Oh… are you okay?
Trixie: I am now.
Timmy: What was wrong with you, then?
Trixie: Stress and stuff… besides… today is Monday. (nervous laugh)
Timmy: I see…
Trixie: Yeah… Mondays turn me into a grouch… a totally hot grouch, that is.
Timmy: Naturally. Is there any time when you aren't totally hot?
Trixie: I usually answer that question with a 'no' but for you, Timmy… I'll tell you that I am NOT a morning person.
Timmy: Messy hair and stuff?
Trixie: I'm not going to tell you the details, Turner (giggles)
Timmy: What are you doing right now?
Trixie: Well… I was about to watch 'the Kissy-Kissy Goo-Goo Romance Hour' but you interrupted me.
Timmy: It isn't on right now… it airs at 1:00… uhhh… I mean I don't know what I just said.
Trixie: (giggles) I remember when you told me you liked that show on my birthday… so you aren't getting away, Ms. Prissypants.
Timmy: Ms. Prissypants? Typical coming from a gaming geek slash tomboy!
Trixie: I am not a tomboy, Turner!
Timmy: Oh yes you are.
Trixie: I may like quote unquote guy things but I like being very feminine, too.
Timmy: Well I like being extra masculine, like drinking milk straight out of the bottle. Ha!
(both laugh)
Trixie: Enough of this prissypants and tomboy talk… what do you think of Crocker's homework assignment?
Timmy: I hate math… so I'll probably 'forget' to do it.
Trixie: How cliché… somebody who hates math. (laughs)
Timmy: I can be so unoriginal sometimes.
Trixie: I know… you're such a bore!
Timmy: Thanks…
Trixie: I'm kidding, silly! (giggles)
Timmy: Really?
Trixie: Yeah… in fact… you're the only guy that can make me laugh... for real, anyways.
Timmy: Quickest way to a girl's heart is making her laugh…
Trixie: So I've heard… Quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach… so maybe I should make you dinner and we'll be set for life (laughs)
(Timmy coughs)
(awkward silence)
Trixie: Yeah…
Timmy: So… uhhh…
Trixie: Hi
Timmy: Uhhh… hi
Trixie: Hello!
Timmy: Hi.
Trixie: So…
Timmy: So… I better be leaving you to your show…
Trixie: Maybe we should watch it together…
Timmy: Over the phone? Sure… just let me rewind the cassette.
Trixie: VHS? That is so last century… I use a Digital Video Recorder.
Timmy: Well… I'm not loaded like you, Ms. Tang.
Trixie: I know… you're probably stuck with a black and white television, too. (laughs)
Timmy: Ha ha
Trixie: If it makes you feel better… HDTV doesn't really impress me. I was pretty much happy with standard definition.
Timmy: I'll probably have an HDTV in 20 years… when I don't have to mortgage my house to buy one.
Trixie: (laughs) You're a hoot, Turner.
Timmy: A hoot? Who talks like that? (laughs)
Trixie: Well… I do, for one
Timmy: Uh huh
Trixie: Shhhhhhh! It's playing!
Timmy: Wait, wait…
Trixie: Alright… it's going to be hard to synchronize.
Timmy: Okay, okay… wait… crap
Trixie: What?
Timmy: I have to record something else right now.
Trixie: Like?
Timmy: Some stupid documentary my dad wants to watch.
Trixie: Oh… that's too bad.
Timmy: We can talk about the episode tomorrow, though.
Trixie: Uhhh… yeah… sure.
Timmy: I kind of have to go.
Trixie: And do what?
Timmy: First… to the bathroom… then over to A.J.'s house… I forgot he invited me over today.
Trixie: Alright then. I guess we'll talk later.
Timmy: Most definitely.
Trixie: Great. Bye, Timmy.
Timmy: Bye, Trixie.
(click)