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Numero Dos (Chapter 2)

Timmy sat at an empty table eating his lunch. Normally he would be sitting with Chester, AJ, Elmer, and Sanjay, but mysteriously none of them were at school today. And he didn't really feel like talking to Trixie. For some reason, his love for her which used to burn with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns had somehow been put out. Now he had his eyes on a prettier girl. One who wasn't scared of Crocker, or cows falling from the sky. One who actually acted like she saw him. One named- "Hi."

Jenny! Timmy looked over with a start to see her standing VERY close to him. "Is this seat taken?" she asked, gesturing with her hands, which were holding a lunch tray.

"Ah…Ah…Um…Yes….I mean NO! There's no one sitting here except me!" Timmy gasped out, love grabbing hold of his tongue and turning everything he said into mumbo jumbo.

Jenny giggled and sat down beside him. "So, what do you have for lunch?" she asked, looking over at him. "Ah…Um…A surkey tandwich and a tutter bart. Um, I mean, a turkey sandwich and a butter tart." Timmy groaned, wanting the floor to open up and swallow him whole. How much more embarrassing could this get?

"That's cool. The cafeteria lady gave me a Nanaimo bar, a can of lemonade, and a plate of cheese casserole." Jenny picked up her fork and tried a little bit of the casserole. Making a face, she said, "It tastes like kitty litter."

"I like kitty litter." Timmy said unintentionally, smacking himself in the face afterwards. What had he just done? "I mean cheese! I like cheese."

Jenny giggled. "You're funny. What's your name?"

"Timmy Turner." he answered, gazing into her glistening hazel eyes, decorated with pink eye shadow.

Jenny choked on her casserole. "YOU'RE Timmy Turner?" she said in disbelief. "Yes. How did you know my name if you didn't know who I was?" he asked. "Oh, Mr. Crocker told me your name in class. Remember? 'Sit in the empty seat behind Turner.' she acted, mimicking Mr. Crocker. "Man, he's a nutcase! Always screaming FAIRY GODPARENTS! Does he really believe in fairies?"

"Yes." Timmy said, watching her reaction. This was, to burst into loud, hard, laughter. "Oh man that's rich. Everybody knows fairies don't exist. Am I right?"

"Haha. Yeah, right. Fairies don't exist." Timmy faked a laugh, cautiously watching his lunchbox. Cosmo and Wanda and Poof were hidden on it, acting as part of the picture. Cosmo and Poof were having fun, but Wanda was glaring angrily at him.

Finally Jenny stopped laughing and looked at her watch. It said it was 12:00. "What time does class start?" she asked. "12:15." Timmy told her. "Oh man! I haven't gotten any drawing done!" Jenny pushed her lunch tray over so that the table in front of her was clean and cleared off. Then, she pulled a big white sketchbook and a box of pencil crayons out of her backpack, which was sitting on the floor beside her. Opening the book, she selected one of her purples and started shading something in. Not wanting to look like he was snooping, but curious just the same, Timmy sneaked a look. "Rainbows." he commented. "Nice." "Do you want to look?" Jenny handed him the book to gaze at. "Just don't rip any of the pages, or you're in serious trouble. Got it?"

Timmy nodded and started flipping the pages. Every single one had rainbow colors on it. Everything that Jenny drew had red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet. Some even had a sprinkle of pink. It looked like Jenny would draw anything, from hearts to clouds to scenery. "You're a good artist." he commented politely handing back the book. "Once we get to high school are you going to take art classes?"

"Probably, but I already do after school 4 days a week." Jenny bragged, going back to her original page and starting coloring again. "Wow. Do you like anything else?" Timmy asked. "Well, I like all art, from sculpting to painting to pottery. You name it, I've done it. And as you've probably figured out, I like rainbows. To me they symbolize promises that can never be broken, and friendships that stay forever." Timmy nodded. That sounded really beautiful. This girl was astounding at using words when she wanted to. "And then there's shopping, skipping rope, video games, comic books-" Jenny continued.

"Wait. You like VIDEO GAMES? And COMIC BOOKS?" Timmy interrupted in amazement. "The graphics interest me. Plus they're really fun." Jenny said as though it was absolutely no big deal.

But Timmy was absolutely astounded. In his whole life, he had only met one girl who liked boy stuff. And now he knew 2. But this girl didn't look or act like a tomboy at all? She sort of reminded Timmy of Trixie and Veronica. A girly girl who loved rainbows and baby animals and was made of sugar, spice, and everything nice. "I just assumed-" Timmy started to explain, but Jenny cut him off. "You thought what? That I was a girly girl who was into shopping, gossip, and clothes? Well guess what Turner! You thought wrong!" Jenny snarled. Her anger was so fierce, that Timmy was actually afraid of her. Then Jenny's voice turned cold and quiet. "Looks can be deceiving Timmy Turner. Remember that." she whispered. Then, without saying another word, she got up, picked up her stuff, and walked away with an air of hurt pride.

"Well." Wanda commented after Jenny had disappeared. "That was weird."

Timmy's shoulders slumped. Now he would never get Jenny to fall in love with him. He was sunk.