"Trix, you in there?" Eli waved a hand over his friend's face.
Trixie blinked, startled. "Yeah," she mumbled quietly.
"You sure? You've been kinda out of it lately."
"Have I?" Trixie tried to sound surprised. It wasn't like she was daydreaming about her super great but totally taboo boyfriend and then mentally stressing out because she was afraid her friends would find out. No not at all.
"Oh Pronto has the best idea!" The Molenoid burst in, disrupting the conversation. Trixie never thought she'd be so thankful for his "best" ideas. She zoned out again, uninterested in Pronto's plans for glory by entering all of them in a hot-dog eating contest, and went back to day-dreaming of Billy.
"That's a great idea," she heard Eli say, "But how about we all go to the movies instead? That flick we all wanted to see is still playing."
Trixie grimaced, she had already seen that movie with Billy. Quickly in the light of her friends questioning faces, she put on her most excited smile and nodded. She'd have to see it four times to best her boyfriend, so she might as well go along and start now.
Billy mentally retched. That was the third time this week he had heard the shuffling of Glasses' feet across the floor to Shorty's bed. And it was only Tuesday. Next came the whispering and giggles, and then the things you couldn't sleep through. Billy physically felt the bile rise in his throat now. They thought his relationship was gross; they should look in the mirror. He rolled over, pulling the pillow over his head. He hadn't told them he knew yet to save the awkwardness of him being a perpetual third wheel. He had been tempted though each time they made fun of his relationship. But the more he thought of it, he was keeping quite a few secrets from his friends. As well as his significant others. He shot a guilty look at his computer. Trixie would probably murder him if she found out he was reading her blog, but he couldn't stop. Anyone who had the chance to see their girlfriend's uncensored point of view about their relationship would keep reading. He wasn't a hero anyways, so what reason did he have to stop? As long as she didn't know, it was totally okay. He sent another guilty look at the computer as Shorty let out an exceptionally loud groan before quickly being silenced by Glasses. Next paycheck he was getting his own room.
Trixie sat in the darkened living room of the Shane Hideout, the glow of the computer screen washing her face. It was probably time for her to get a personal computer for her room, but she didn't have the gold for that, nor did she have the time to get a job like Billy.
Ah Billy. The mere thought of him made her smile in the darkness as she vented her feelings the only way she could. She didn't have any close girl friends, never did. And she was still unwilling on many levels to start talking about her relationship to Eli and Kord.
The movie had been painful to sit through. All it did was remind her of the last time she saw it, which no offense to her friends, she had preferred her other company. It had been over a week since she had last gotten to see Billy, and the movie was just a blatant reminder of the passing time. With Billy's new job and her current saving the day profession, they could never seem to make it work. Billy had promised her to take her out this Friday when he got off from work, just so long as she didn't have to run off on Shane Gang business. The more she thought about it she told her blog, the more she was tempted to just blow off Eli and the rest of the gang for just one night with Billy. The last time they had seen each other still burned like a flame in her mind, and she was longing for more. She spent more than enough time with the Shane Gang, she deserved just a few hours with Billy.
She was almost resolute to just cut out on whatever Eli would scheme up for Friday, but she paused, her fingers hovering above the keyboard. She simply couldn't. Her friends, and more importantly, the good of Slugterra came first. They had to; it was her job, and a whole bunch of people were counting on her. She sighed, all her fuzzy feelings gone as she finished the post to her blog and trudged up to bed.