Even though this is the longest chapter yet, I have to say it took me far too long to update this so I must apologize, Battlefield 3 is really addictive. On the bright side I put characters other than Timmy and Vicky in this chapter. (shocking I know)

For most children a Friday during the school year is a day of celebration. For Timmy Turner, Friday signaled the return of a situation that simply frustrated him. Monday through Friday had come and gone and now Timmy found himself on the verge of another weekend with Vicky. For the first time in his life he had mixed feelings about Vicky watching over him, instead of just hating it.

The idea that he was warming up to Vicky had logged itself in his thoughts and refused to leave. Timmy had gone through the school week like a zombie unable to concentrate on his chores and much to his dismay; found himself daydreaming about Vicky. Even during his lunch period which he shared with Chester and A.J his mind wandered.

"Dude…Dude!" "Huh" Timmy blurted when he finally realized Chester was trying to speak to him.

Both Chester and A.J who were seated across from Timmy were staring at him. Chester asked "Timmy, are you alright?"

Trying his best to sound nonchalant Timmy said "Yeah I'm fine. I'm just in another place right now."

With a look of slight concern A.J asked "Timmy did you see the new Crash Nebula last night?"

Understanding just how odd it would sound Timmy hesitantly said "No, I guess I missed it."

Both A.J and Chester had looks of shock on their faces. The more perceptive of Timmy's two friends asked "Alright, Timmy what's going, you've been acting weird all week and now you're missing crash nebula."

Timmy retorted "It's nothing"

A.J continued "Really, cause it doesn't sound like nothing."

Chester chimed in jokingly "what is it, girl trouble?"

"No" Timmy blurted out unconvincingly as he felt his face turn red.

A.J chuckled to himself and commented "So it is."

Seeing just how easily A.J saw through him made Timmy realize being friends with someone whose intellect towered over yours was a mixed bag. Looking at Timmy A.J was about to speak before something drew his attention to his right. Without taking his eyes off the distraction he spoke "speaking of girl trouble, Timmy."

"What?" Timmy replied before he heard a high pitch screech "Oh Timmy!"

As he turned in the direction of the voice Timmy saw Tootie slide on the cafeteria bench seat into hugging him in one inhumanely fluid motion. Timmy felt the usual mix of annoyance and guilt Tootie's presence caused wash over him while Chester and A.J just snickered at him.

While clinging to him Tootie spoke. "Timmy lunch will be over soon; don't you want to walk me to my next class?"

With his spirit sapped Timmy didn't have it in him to say no to her so he just mumbled "alright."

Tootie shouted "yes!" in celebration and continued to cling to him. Despite the guilt a target of unrequited love feels, Timmy managed to eat some of his lunch before fifth period started. After the bell that signaled the end of lunch rung Tootie flung herself to her feet and hauled a sullen Timmy to his as well.

Along the way to Tooties class she insisted that they hold hands. Ordinarily Timmy would have objected to this but he no longer cared about what other people thought of him, especially Trixie or any other girl in school for that matter. The more he thought about his female peers the more he realized how much they bored him. This proved fortunate as most of the kids they passed in the hallways laughed and whispered to each other as they saw him walking in hand with the less than popular Tootie, except for one blonde girl they passed who shot Tootie and angry stare.

"Timmy" Tootie said as they moved through the school.

"Yeah"

"I'm sorry" Timmy was confused, Tootie hadn't done anything more than annoy him like she usually did.

"What are you sorry about?"

"I'm sorry about Vicky she said she would be watching you again." Timmy felt his heart flutter as he heard Vicky's name. Thinking to himself; Timmy thought I sure hope that doesn't mean what I think it does.

Timmy responded his tone unusually nice for speaking to Tootie. "That's okay Tootie, it's not your fault that Vicky… acts the way she does."

I know it's not my fault; it's just that she's been acting weird this week. She used to tell me how she was going to torture you just to upset me, but now when she talks about watching you she so giddy that it's creepy. I'm scared she might do something really bad to you."

Timmy was going to try and console her but Tootie latched onto him again with a hug. Timmy let out an annoyed sigh as he pondered over what the girls in Vicky's family liked about him so much, he tried to delicately squirm his way out of her grasp she held on tight.

"Oh, Timmy I'm so worried about you." Although he felt annoyed at Tootie's persistence he allowed her to hold onto him as his guilt crushed him. Timmy had always felt guilty around her as he simply couldn't return the feelings she had for him. Now he had to contend with the possibility that her older sister had accomplished in a week what tootie couldn't in three years. If Tootie knew what Vicky was really doing to him it would crush her.

With his guilt trip in high gear Timmy felt the need to try and console her. "Tootie its okay really, I've dealt with you sister before, I'll be fine."

Technically he wasn't lying to her but he felt like he was since he didn't mention Vicky's advances. "I know Timmy; it's just hard having her for a sister."

Tootie's statement was something he had no doubts about. Looking to a clock on the wall Timmy found they only had two minutes left till the start of fifth period. "Tootie could you please let go of me, we don't have much time left till class."

Tootie let go and looked up at Timmy. "Timmy you can go now, you don't have to walk me to class anymore."

Surprised that she would let him go, Timmy asked "are you sure?" "Yeah, I am, besides if you don't go now you'll be late to class." Timmy felt sorry for her but that didn't mean he would turn down an opportunity to get away from Tootie.

"You're right Tootie, I gotta get to class; I'll see you around." Tootie lowered her head and mumbled "Yeah, see ya" Before she shambled off.

Even though Tootie had left him before they had reached her class, Timmy was still late to his. He was only a few seconds behind the bell, not enough for the teacher to care, but late enough that most of his class had already taken their seats. This meant that when he walked in everyone else would be staring at him.

Although he was only standing up in front of everyone for a few seconds he felt embarrassed like he had stage fright. Before Timmy found his seat and sat down he noticed that the blonde girl from before was staring at him intently. Timmy recognized her face this time but he couldn't remember her name, he knew she was one of Trixie's friends but he had never paid attention to her.

Class began but Timmy spent the most of his time trying to remember the girl's name. At the end of the period he still couldn't remember her name but he had an inkling that it started with a V but he couldn't be sure. With the school day over Timmy caught his bus ride home which gave him more time to think.

The weekend had officially started for him meaning that he would be with Vicky soon as his parents had told him about their next trip already and that they were leaving today. Timmy's mind raced with the things Vicky might do to him this time, once again the confusion from before flooded his mind. The last weekend with Vicky had been awkward but at the same time exhilarating. Part of him had to admit that he was looking forward o seeing Vicky again while another part of him a learned behavior or a survival mechanism said that contact with Vicky was to be avoided at all cost.

Timmy was left off at his bus stop and began the short walk home. On days like this where Timmy's parents left before they even came home they would hire Vicky to watch him, typically Timmy would be home for a few minutes before Vicky showed up. With each step bringing him closer to home his pulse quickened, Timmy wondered to himself why even just thinking about Vicky caused his heart to jump.

Timmy made the turn from the sidewalk to the path up to his front door and found that there was someone sitting on his front step. It was the same blonde girl he saw earlier today. The girl perked her head up when she saw Timmy approaching his front door. Whatever the reason the blonde seemed intent on speaking with him, this caused some worry in Timmy as he still couldn't remember her name and he didn't want to come across as a jerk. Maybe he thought she didn't his name either, they were never friends or even acquaintances. Judging by how annoyed she looked whenever he tried to talk to Trixie they were probably close to being enemies.

The blonde stood up and spoke. "Timmy, I want to talk to you for a second."

Timmy screamed shit in his head. She did know his name; he was now in the very awkward place of speaking with someone who knew his name when he didn't know theirs.

"Talk to me about what?" Timmy asked hoping she wouldn't notice that he didn't say her name; Timmy didn't want to come across as a self absorbed ass, though he wondered how much courtesy should shown to someone who shows up at his house uninvited.

"I… saw you and Tootie today."

Understanding how it must have looked Timmy said "Oh, listen me and Tootie aren't…" but before he could clarify further the blonde girl spoke again.

"I thought when you finally saw past Trixie you would see me." Timmy felt the all too familiar feeling if his face turning red as he grasped the significance of her words. Yet another set of variables was added to Timmy's overstressed mind, it was all he could manage to stand and listen to her.

"I can't blame you; Tootie made her feelings obvious, while I just held my tongue when ever that black haired witch rejected you and made fun of you. The popular crowd would never let me be part of their clique if they knew I liked a boy like you."

With her feelings expressed in such simple terms Timmy felt so awkward for the both of them he just stared at his feet too. The blonde took a step towards Timmy and took one of his hands into hers.

"I know this isn't fair to you now that your heart lies with Tootie but I…"

Once again Timmy felt he was lying by not speaking but he didn't want to tell her he didn't like Tootie but probably her sadistic red headed sister who just happened to be six years older than him.

"Just once I wanted to…" The blonde's voice trailed off again while she stood in front of Timmy.

Suddenly the blonde girl grabbed hold of his shirt and pressed her lips up against his and caught Timmy by surprise. The kiss didn't last long but it left Timmy dumbfounded. The blonde released him and walked away before he could re act leaving Timmy to wonder why this crap always seemed to happen to him.

Timmy felt a desire to turn around and get a look at the departing blonde girl, when he did, he nearly jumped in fright. Standing five feet away from him was Vicky. There was anger on her face which happened to be completely red and her body language conveyed rage as well. Timmy felt the release of adrenaline into his blood when he realized that Vicky could have been behind for any amount of time and that she could have interpreted the unwanted kiss an infinite number of ways. Though his body wanted him to flee hence the work of his adrenal glands, Timmy had doubts that he could outrun an enraged and jealous Vicky.

With no other option Timmy stood his ground and looked over at Vicky in the strange standoff that had developed in front of his house. Vicky stood her ground as well as her breathing sped up. Timmy noticed that once again Vicky had broken away from her usual attire of green shirt and black pants. She wore a T-shirt and a particularly short pair of shorts, though Timmy thought she had the legs to pull it off.

Judging by how angry she looked Timmy knew he should be fearing for his life right now but he couldn't draw his eyes away from her. He had never noticed before but Vicky was simply stunning when she was angry. Timmy thought it was strange he had never noticed this before but he reasoned that up until now that being near an angry Vicky had necessitated that he put self preservation above any observations of her beauty.

The awkward silence continued and Timmy felt his fear intensify as he saw Vicky's hands form fists. However much of his interaction with the blonde girl Vicky had seen Timmy couldn't say but she clearly had seen the kiss and was mad as hell about it. In the interest of his physical body and even though he hate to admit his heart, he had to try and explain that he hadn't asked for the blonde's affection.

"Vicky, listen I didn't want that, I don't even know her name."

Finally breaking her silence Vicky said "That's not good enough Timmy."

Vicky moved towards him and Timmy readied himself for the pain that was too come. To his surprise she walked past him, opened his front door and went inside his home leaving his outside alone. When he had woken up this mooring he thought the day would prove eventful, but this was far too eventful for his liking.