Chapter 2: Rumors

She was a happy girl, majority of the time. Yes. Even when life give her lemons she never allowed it to get her down. After all there was always tomorrow and the tomorrow after that and so on. Which was why despite the fact that the boy of her dreams never returned her affections she never stopped caring for him nor give up on him. He just needed time to come around. To see that she was the one for him, his soulmate. So she waited and in her waiting she created a website. A website dedicated to all things Timmy Turner. A fan club of a sort. To express her feelings for him, a kept account, so in the future when they do get together she could show him how long and much she loved him. Over time of course others joined, from other fan girls in love with him to his friends and family. And the website expended. No longer did she needed to stalk him on her own. Others did it for her and all she had to do was visit the website to know exactly where he was and what he was doing.

Pushing off her blanket, she sat up in bed. Leaning over toward her dresser, she grabbed her laptop and opened it up. Typing in her password, she quickly opened her browser and typed in the website address. The page pulled up and she smiled. She took in a deep happy breath. It was Timmy time.

Allowing her eyes to scroll over the newest posts on the website, she begin to read and her lips curled into a soft frown.

What happened?

Posted by Winterqueen1

Omg guys! Do you all remember Vicki Valentine? Well apparently she's back in town and guess what? She found Timmy Turner last night by the lakes half beaten to death. The police are investigating but…wow! Who could have thought, right?

5:56 a.m

"What?!" She shout to her empty room as she looked at the next post. Her sister was back and Timmy was….Timmy was…. Oh God, she had to get to the hospital. She had to comfort him make sure he was doing okay. He needed her. She needed to see him. She needed….

Pushing her laptop to the side, she made to stand when a thought entered her mind. Grabbing her laptop back, she blinked back tears and read the next newest post. This one was a conversation.

Happygirl47: Did you hear?

Radearth90: What?

Happygirl47: Timmy Turner is in the hospital

Radearth90: That is terrible! What happened?

Happygirl47: The police are stay investigating. But my dad says he is in critical condition. Thank God Vicki was there or he would have die.

Radearth90: Yeah…Vicki is such a hero. She deserve a medal of honor or some prize.

6:00 a.m

Scowling in disbelief, the fourteen year old girl opened up the chat room section of the website. It was already blowing up with conversations. She clicked on one and joined the chat. She wanted to know more. She needed to know more. Something did not sit right with her. Why would her sister rescue someone she hated and tormented? What was she doing by the lakes in the first placed? Why was Timmy even on that side of town? Something seems off and fishy.

Timmysoulmate1 has joined the conversation.

Peacealien: Hey Timmysoulmate1. How are you?

Timmysoulmate1: Fine. So is it true?

Peacealien: What's true?

Timmysoulmate1: That Timmy is in the hospital?

Winterqueen1: Yep. Afraid so. My cousin is head director at the hospital and he sent me pictures because I didn't believed it either.

Boxface: Your cousin works at the hospital?

Winterqueen1: Yes.

Boxface: Trixie?

The young girl rolled her eyes. She did not have time for drama. Another day and another time she would have loved to know who Winterqueen1, her biggest adversary for Timmy on the website was, but not today.

Timmysoulmate1: Focus guys. We are talking Timmy here. Remember?

Boxface: Oh. Right. Well he is in the hospital and that's all I got.

Winterqueen1: Same

Peacealien: Me too.

Boxface: Anyways I got to go guys. My ride for school is here. But I will keep your posted if I hear anything. Bye.

Boxface has logged out.

Peacealien: Yeah. Same. Got to go.

Peacealien has logged out.

Winterwueen1 has logged out.

Sighing, the young girl closed her laptop and stood. Something just wasn't right. And she guessed she needed to figure out what? Because something in her gust was telling her that her sister had something to do with the injuries her true love received the night before.