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Song List:
Going Through Changes - by - Army of Me
I'd Do Anything.
Chapter 9
Going Through Changes
Friday, June 12 8:00 am.
Staring at herself in the mirror that hung on her closet door, Trixie couldn't understand why Timmy was suddenly rejecting her. She slammed her hand on the door in frustration. "I don't get it!"
"Maybe he got tired of waiting for you." Trixie best friend, Veronica, spoke from her bed. "You think Tootie is putting out for him?"
"Don't be ridiculous." Trixie spat as she turned around to face her friend. "How could he want her when I so much prettier." Veronica shrugged because she knew any answer she gave would've led to more screaming. "Well, if she is, that will just confirm my assumptions for her new look. She's a total slut."
Veronica rolled her baby blue eyes when Trixie wasn't looking. "You know, you haven't acted so graceful since he dumped you either."
"Are you making fun of me?!" Trixie screamed making Veronica flinch.
"No, no. I was just stating that since you two broke up, you've been chasing him like he once did you." Veronica stopped to think for a second before smiling. "I think you're jealous."
"GET OUT!" Trixie didn't want to hear anything else her supposed friend had left to say.
Veronica gathered her belongings before heading for the door. "You know what, if you were like this to Timmy, I'm not surprised that he likes Tootie now. At least she appreciates him." Trixie stood where she was, stunned by Veronica's words. "See you at the game." She called back already halfway down the hallway.
"AHHHH!" Trixie screamed as she picked up a ceramic unicorn, threw it into the door-sized mirror, and watched the reflection of the blue eyed, raven-haired goddess shatter before her.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town.
Tootie was standing near the window waiting for Timmy to pick her up. She was wearing the same outfit as the last game, hoping it would bring him luck. She keep checking the grandfather clock in the living room as it ticked away the time. In the background, she could hear the news as it blared from the television.
"Good morning Dimmsdale, Chet Ubetcha here. Today's top story, the Dimmsdale High Rams face off against the Oliver Ames Tigers in the State Championship. Both schools have been closed due to this event. This is the first time either school has been to the championships in over five years, but before we go into further detail, let's check in with Johnny Lightening for the weather. How are we looking Johnny?"
"Great Chet. We do have a low-pressure system moving in and with it, a lot of rain, but that shouldn't be until late tomorrow. Today however, should be clears skies as far as the eye can see..."
Before Tootie knew it, the clock read 9:30. She sighed disappointedly as Vicky entered the room. "You're still here? Doesn't the game start in like half an hour?" Tootie turned around to face her sister and nodded. "You want a ride? I've got plenty of time."
"Please and thank you." Tootie quickly answered as Vicky grabbed her keys. "I'm sure his just so excited that he forgot. That's all." Tootie was still keeping hope that her actions on Thursday hadn't pushed him away.
Vicky dropped her off before heading back home to get ready for work. Tootie wandered around looking for Timmy or any other team members. However, the first person she ran into was Trixie.
"Now you listen to me you bitch." She shouted trying sound threatening. "Timmy is my boyfriend and I won't sit around while some nerd tries to move in on my territory."
Tootie was getting mad now. "Oh yeah, Timmy is human being, not some object for you to claim. He can make his own choices."
"I'm warning you. Stay away from him or else!" Trixie threatened before marching off.
Tootie was so angry her fists were shacking, and she wanted to scream and lash out at Trixie. However, she was not the type of person to get physical, so instead, she counted to ten to calm herself. Once finished, Tootie continued her search but still couldn't find Timmy. She heard the announcer start speaking over the intercom and decided that he must have taken the field by now. She arrived at the seats behind the Dimmsdale team benches and noticed Timmy wasn't sitting there or on the field either.
Chester was the first one to talk to her. "Where's Timmy? I thought he was running late because he was picking you up or something."
She shook her head. "No, he never showed up. Vicky had to drop me off. I thought he forgot because he was too excited."
That's when the coach turned around to face them. "Hey, are you talking about Turner?" Tootie nodded unsure of what he wanted. "You haven't seen him all morning either? Damn. He's my fastest runner, if he doesn't show up soon our chances against the Tigers are even slimmer."
Now Tootie was getting worried. No one had seen him all morning. She turned to AJ in desperation. "Can I borrow your phone?"
"Are you calling Timmy?" He asked as he handed it over and she nodded. "His cell is set to speed dial five."
She pressed and held the button until the phone started dialing. It went straight to voicemail. "Sorry, I'm too busy to answer my phone. Leave a message and I'll call you back. Bye." She was starting to get really worried now. He never turned his phone off.
"Timmy, its Tootie. Please call me back on AJ's phone." She hung up hoping he would call back soon.
"Not picking up?" AJ asked and she shook her head. "That's not like him."
They continued to watch the game, but it wasn't going well, the Tigers already had a touchdown. Dimmsdale had the ball at the forty yard line, Chad snapped the ball and the opposing team blitzed pushing them back another five yards as Tad got sacked.
It had been ten minutes since Tootie had tried calling Timmy, so she tried again. "You're missing the game. Where are you?" He still was not answering. 'Something's wrong.'
Tootie jumped when someone tapped her shoulder. She turned to see it was Elmer that had disturbed her thought and Sanjay standing next to her. "We're going to the snack bar, you guys want anything?" Tootie shook her head as Chester and AJ requested hot dogs, drinks, and nachos. The two returned after a few minutes and sat down as they handed out the snacks. "Timmy's still not here?"
Tootie sighed as she shook her head again. "Zis is not like Timmy." Sanjay said in his thick accent as he sat down next to Tootie. "He hasn't missed a game all season." A napkin that had been thrown by AJ hit Sanjay. As Sanjay looked at him, he noticed AJ given a quick head tilt towards Tootie who was now slouching in her seat from depression.
Finally, halftime arrived and still no sign of Timmy. Tootie tried calling him one more time. "That's it Timmy, I'm coming to find you." She threatened before hanging up. She handed AJ his phone back as she got up.
"Good luck." All the boys shouted as she took off running.
Timmy was nowhere to be seen at that game, so Tootie ran straight for his house. Her legs burned as they carried her further and further from the field. She didn't slow down until she reached his front yard. His car was the only one parked in the driveway, so now she knew he was home.
"Timmy!" Tootie shouted as she pounded on the door. After about a minute, he answered the door still wearing his nighttime sweats. As she looked him over, she noticed his hair was a tangled mess and his eyes were blood shot. She reached out to put her hand on his cheek when she saw how terrible he looked. "Oh Timmy, are you okay?"
He shook his head before standing back to let her in. "What are you doing here?" He asked groggily as she sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to her.
Timmy joined her before she answered. "I was concerned about you when you didn't show up for the game."
"Oh god, the game! What time is it?!" Timmy shouted, now fully awake, as he looked for a clock and jumped up from the couch.
Tootie grabbed his arm before he had a chance to run to his room. "Don't bother. It was already half over when I came looking for you." That's when she remembered how many times she had tried calling. "Can I use your phone? The guys were worried about you too."
He pulled out his phone and realized it was off. "I guess I forgot to charge it. Sorry." He put it back in his pocket before dialing AJ's cell from the home phone and handing it over. Timmy suddenly didn't feel like talking, he was too ashamed of himself.
"Timmy, the games almost over, what are you doing at home?" AJ asked from the other side.
"Sorry AJ, Timmy isn't feeling good, he can barely talk." She lied to cover for him. "Will you tell the coach he's sorry?"
"Yeah sure, I guess. Tell him I hope he feels better soon." Tootie heard him called for the coach's attention as he hung up.
"Okay Timmy, you at least owe me an explanation."
"Okay." He finally sat back down before starting. "Do you remember last week during the day of the game?"
"Yeah sure, that's when I warned you about Trixie." She drew circle on the seat with her finger as she spoke.
"Do you remember anything else about that day?" Tootie shook her head. "You mean you don't remember a floating pink haired woman?"
That took her by surprise. "How did you know about her? Wait, she's your fairy, isn't she?" She asked as she looked around trying to find her.
"She was." She could hear Timmy was fighting back tears as he answered. He looked back at Tootie to see she was confused. "Things have been so good for me lately that she and her family had to leave last night. Anyways, I was so heartbroken by their departure that I only just got out of bed."
"Oh Timmy, I'm so sorry." She started crying as she felt his heartache. Tootie wrapped her arms around Timmy and pulled him in close to herself hoping she could fill the hole that now occupied his heart.
Timmy returned her hug before he let loss his tears. They sat there embracing each other until a loud pounding came from the door. "Timmy Turner you jerk! We lose the game because you were too lazy to get out of bed!" It was Trixie. Now Timmy was angry. Here he was, finally starting to feel better and she came around just to drag him down again. He ran to the door and wrenched it open. Trixie gasped when she saw Tootie was behind him, tugging at his arm. "I knew it!"
"Is that all you wanted? To tear me down when I already feel like shit."
"Go away Trixie, you're upsetting him." Tootie shouted as she continued trying to pull Timmy away from the door.
However, Timmy was stronger than she was and he would not budge. "I'm sick of you, alright? I don't like you. I hate you!" He screamed at his former girlfriend. "Nothing was ever good enough for you. And now that I'm finally happy, you can't let me be." Tootie could see he was starting to shake with rage. "Do me and my friends a favor, STAY OUT OF MY LIFE!" Before he could slam the door in her face, Trixie smacked him so hard that his face started to tingle. She then ran back to her car and drove off. Timmy stood there, with his hand on his left cheek, smiling. "Damn that felt good." Then he notice Tootie was still trying to drag him back inside. "Thank you."
She stopped pulling and started blushing. "For what?"
He finally closed the door and pulled her into another hug before answering. "For being here when I needed you."
"You would do the same for me." Tootie responded as she listened to his heart beating.
They both jumped when the door opened again, followed by Timmy's parents. His mother just caught sight of them from behind the groceries she was carrying. "Oh, sorry, are we interrupting?"
"No, I was just leaving." Tootie answered hastily, already embarrassed enough for one day. "So, what time will I see you tomorrow?"
"Well, prom doesn't official start until eight that night. So add time for photos and travel, about six?"
"Perfect. Bye Timmy." She called back as she skipped out the door.
Timmy want nothing more than to go up to his room, but his father sat in his 'thinking' chair, called him back in, and pointed at the couch. "Timmy, I need to talk to you about prom night." He added finger quotes as he spoke. "Now I know you're sixteen and in a few weeks you'll be seventeen, but I need to make sure you do screw up your life."
Timmy was horrified, because he knew where this conversation was going. "Dad, please stop right there. I'm only taking Tootie as a friend. We were both dateless and we didn't want to go stag."
"Hmm okay, but take this, just in case something does happen." His father handed him a box of condoms and winked.
'Thank god, Tootie was not here to see this.' Timmy could already feel his face burning from the embarrassment of this situation. "I'm going to my room now." Timmy responded, horrified, when he was finally able to form words again. Then he did as promised and hid in his room for the rest of the day.