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CHAPTER 15 – In Me…You Rely

As the chauffer carried the intoxicated, yet still unconscious heiress to her room, he then called the chamber maid to prepare the bed for her, while he went and broke the news of the events that transpired this evening to the family lawyer; who was still downstairs at the celebration. As he approached the family's legal representative, he told him all what had transpired over the course of the evening. He then gave the help a look of disgust, and then when to get her father to let him know that damage control would need to be done…immediately.

As she lye on her bed, Vicky continued to cry into her pillows. She cried so hard that the mascara and eye-liner stained her pillow covers. This was not how the evening was supposed to end for her, let alone her time spent in high school. This was supposed to be an evening that she would look back on and remember as a one of the greatest highlights of her teenage life. After Vicky had finished crying, she decided to get undressed to take a shower. She thought that some warm cascading water would help make her somehow relax, and remove some of the tension away. She then threw her purse on her dresser, laid her evening gown on the bed, and finally made her way to the bathroom.

Back at the Pendergrass Estates, the family Lawyer did everything in his power to minimize the damage done by the young heiress. After spending at least an hour on the phone, he then reported back to his boss to let him know what the damage will cost him. Once he gave him the news, he responded with the following, "Ok pay them the usual hush money fee, and make sure they all have amnesia if the press asks them any questions." His lawyer nodded, and then told him the REALLY bad news, "WHAT? What do you mean it's missing? How does a 5 star hotel lose a security tape? We need that tape. If that gets out to the media, it will give my business and me a black eye personally. Do what it takes to find it!" Demanded the now frantic and otherwise disappointed billionaire. No sooner as his lawyer went back to work, his cell phone rang. As he answered it, a voice on the other end told him what he needed to hear. However, his boss would not be happy with the demands of this said individual.

As Vicky stood in the shower, nothing could make her feel better. Not even her apricot scented body wash. Tonight was supposed to be a night that she would look back on and reminisce about the good time she had. It was supposed to be a memory she would always keep & treasure once she left high school. Now, she just wished she was old enough to drink, so that she could erase that memory from her mind completely. She was really upset that Logan lied to her this whole time, but she was even more upset about what she did to her sister Tootie. She felt so bad that she hurt the one person who actually went out of her way to at least try and make her happy. Even if she didn't listen to what she was told earlier.

After about 15 minutes in the warm and steamy water, Vicky got out and dried off. She then put on her long pink Victoria Secret T-shirt, and went out to her dresser to dry her damp hair. As she began to dry it off, she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing, and knocked her purse off the stand, causing all the contents to spill out across her floor. "Great, just what I want to do now, pick up a mess." As she turned off the hair drier to pick up the contents from the floor, she noticed the small slip of paper with the number 122 on it, and the web address to view the prom pictures.

As she looked at the slip, she began to sigh. Next, she picked up her tablet, and punched in the appropriate data so that she may view the picture. It loaded up fast. On the high definition screen was both her and Logan. Vicky just stared at it for a moment, while reflecting on it at the same time. It was as if the image was still fresh in her head. She then decided to zoom in, which in a way cropped Logan out completely. As she looked at herself in the photo, Vicky realized two things. One, she never looked more beautiful than she did this evening, and two; she was reminded of the good times she had with Logan in their short time spent together.

Then, Vicky used the appropriate hand motion to slide the image over to look at Logan up close. As she looked at his face, she could see that he had a big smile on it. As she zoomed in more, she took careful consideration as to that look. She could see around his eyes, that there were little wrinkles around his eyes, as well as his nose. Vicky remembered something that she heard from a TV show she used to love to watch…before it was cancelled that is. That show was called, "Lie to Me." Watching that show helped her to determine when the children she watched were lying or even hiding something from her. It was a good technique to have in her babysitting arsenal. She remembered some of the more distinctive signs on a person's face that could tell the emotion that they were feeling just from looking at certain expressions on their face as well as their body language.

As Vicky continued to study Logan's face, she could see all those tattle tale signs that pointed towards pure happiness. His smile, his eyes, and even the color of his skin pigmentation told her how he was feeling at this moment. Vicky could see that Logan WAS actually happy being with her. Vicky then reminisced about some of the things she did with him during their short time spent together. This too put a smile on her face.

Vicky then thought quietly to herself, "Maybe…maybe I should go and speak to him tomorrow and see if in fact his feelings were genuine for me. Escorts are paid to take you out. They aren't paid to feel emotion for you. I didn't even give you a chance to explain yourself to me." This made Vicky feel somewhat better, but yet still uneasy. She needed some closure, and maybe by confronting Logan about this whole charade would give her the satisfaction to put this evening in the proper perspective.

As Vicky took one last glance at the digital photo of her and Logan, she then closed the tablet, and proceeded to walk over to her bed. She briefly looks at her evening gown laid out nicely across her comforter. She then picks it up with care, and walks it over to her closet. A creek breaks the silence that fills the air in the room. As she reaches for a fluffy scented hanger, she makes sure that the plastic the dress came in goes nicely over it to preserve not only the color, but the scent of the hanger. "I'll take this out for dry cleaning tomorrow." Thought the tired and worn down teenager.

Vicky then hung the dress on the outside of her door. As she continued to look in her closet, she then decided to glance in the direction where she kept her old dresses preserved. Each one had a special memory tied to it.

The first one she saw, was her silver and teal fairly god mother dress that she wore to her sophomore costume dance. She smiled as she remembered she won 1st place that night. Then she noticed the dress she wore for the Ms Dimmsdale Pageant. She just grimaced as she hoped to forget that particular memory. No one likes losing to a man. Last but not least was the pink evening gown she wore when she attempted to marry Chip Skylark by force. She gave a little chuckle as she looked at that one. Yeah, he was broke and would have probably mooched of her. However, it was a special time in which she got to meet her teenage idol. Then, Vicky noticed something she had not seen before, or at least not in a good long while that is. As she reached to turn on her closet light, she began shifting the dresses around a bit. In doing so, she notice a dress that she was supposed to have been donated years ago, but somehow did't make it to the donation box.

As Vicky pulled the dress out and removed the black plastic cover from it, she was in astonishment of what she just saw. "I forgot about this old everyday sun dress I had!" She said once again quietly to herself. It was a bright white off the shoulder dress that stopped 2 inches short above the knees, which hugged the waistline, and had several pastel miniature multi-colored butterflies all over it. This was a dress that Vicky had held dear to her heart. She then remembered why she held onto for so long. This was the dress she wore, when she almost got her first kiss from a boy. It was a memory she long forgotten. This was just before the redistricting of the schools. Vicky may have forgotten his name & face over time, but she didn't forget the memory of what this dress symbolized to her back then. Vicky then smiled big and pretty as a thought popped into her head. "This will be perfect!" Then she hung it up on her front door, set her alarm and went to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a BIG day for Vicky, as she now planned her day ahead of her.

Back at the Pendergrass Estates, negations were still going on between Mr. Pendergrass, his Lawyer, and the mystery man on the other end of the phone. Mr. Pendergrass spoke up, "This is extortion!" He screamed out load to the man on the other end of the receiver. His lawyer then whispered something in his boss's ear. The look on Mr. Pender grass's face said it all. He was over a barrel and had no choice, but to give into his demands. "Ok, I'll give you a certified check with the amount of 500,000 as well as a written letter of recommendation to Stanford's School of Professional studies. You'll then sign the document stating that no copies have been made, and that you are sworn to a gag order, agreed?" Said the gruff, but now grateful money mogul. With that being said, he now ended the conversation, "Ok, it will be delivered to you personally, courtesy of my lawyer tomorrow first thing in the morning. Thanks for making sure the news didn't get a hold of this." No sooner after he hung up the cell, he gave his lawyer a nod to ensure him to go forward with the necessary paperwork. As he went back to the party, he thought to himself, "Jessica, my deceptively sweet little girl. Tomorrow, you will get your first lesson in responsibility." Then he reached for a scotch to help soothe the sting of losing half a million plus dollars in one night.

As a beautiful Saturday morning was about to begin, Vicky awoke before her alarm clock even went off. She was eager to start the day. She rushed to be the first one done in the bathroom. As she did that, she then snuck in to Tootie's room and watched over her little sister as she slept. She thought to herself as she looked at the clock on her night table, "Ok, it's 7:46 am. She'll be waking up in less than 10 minutes to get ready for Timmy's ball game today. I hope you like what I'm about to do for you Tootie?" Questioned Vicky as she waited for her little sister to awake.

Across the way, another young woman was about to be rudely awakened…by her father. He did so in a manner that literally made her jump up and out of bed. He had one of his servants fetch him a disposable air horn. As he proceeded to dispensed it into the air, the young Ms. Pendergrass screamed and fell to the floor. "What the hell is your problem?" She screamed out loud before realizing who did it. "Oh, hi Daddy! What brings you in here?" She knew that when her father was around, that it meant something big, or she was in trouble. "Young lady, get dressed, and be down stairs in my study in 15 minutes or less." He said with authority. Jessica knew not to argue or question her father. An order was meant to be complied with. She rushed off to make sure that she looked her best when in his presence.

Jessica got cleaned up and dressed as fast as she could. Her head was still pounding from the night before. She didn't have much time to get all done up like she usually does, so she put on a pair of Guess jeans, a red blouse, some sneakers, and pulled her hair back in a small pony tail as she ran to her father's study. Once inside, she felt a familiar fear creep over her, as she saw the glare in her father's eyes. He started the conversation. "Jessica, do you know what you did last night?" Jessica thought long and hard, but for the life of her, could not remember. "Did I…have too much to drink and pass out in front of our guests…again?" She said in a way to be cute with her father.

He was not amused. He looked at her and told her what happened. "Drop the cute act with me my dear! You assaulted a proprietor of a quote legitimate business, and then you had a cat fight with a girl at her high school prom. All this because that boy Logan went with some other girl, and not you." After hearing her father recap the evening, she got angry and defensive. She decided to answer him back, "But Daddy…" He then stood up and shouted at her, "Don't but Daddy me young lady! Your little adventure last night cost me close to a million dollars in hush money." Jessica stood frozen with fear. She never saw her father this angry before. He continued, "Now, since you're a graduate of Stanford school of business, you are going to pay me back. Since you will now be working for the family business, effective immediately, you will be overseeing all operations in our lithium ion mining division." He finished that sentence with a very stern look upon his gruff face.

Jessica began to smile big. "This was my punishment?" She thought. This was the most lucrative branch in the family business right now. He father spoke up, "I feel that it should take you 2 to 3 years to pay me back for the evening in question. So you will need to go and get packed up, and make sure your passport is current my dear." He said as he stood up and began walking to the door. Jessica perked up as soon as he said that. "Passport? Where am I going to be overseeing these operations Daddy? I thought I'd be doing that down in L.A. with you?" As her Dad pauses at the doorway, he looked over his shoulder and said to her coldly, "Why, you'll be in the offices near Zimbabwe of course."

Jessica was in shock and disbelief! He was sending her across the globe for 2 years. "Daddy, I can't go over there, there's no place to shop or hang out, and all my friends are here." Said the young woman in protest.

Her father then turned and scolded her with a sting that would last for a good long while, "Jessica, you need to grow up, RIGHT NOW! You have been given everything. You think that money, fame and power come too easy. You also have abused these luxuries too many times. You need to know what it means to really work! You're going over there, and you will be managing the way I tell you to. When you prove to me that you can behave properly, and hold yourself in a better light compared to others, then…you may return home to the states. So until that day happens, pack your bags. Your plane leaves in 7 hours."

Jessica stood there in total bewilderment. She was going to a place where she knew no one. Where there was no night life. No people like her. But worst off all, she will be away from her family. This was her first time being away from this area, as well as running a large leg of the business. She began to reflect on all the things she did to get to this point. Tears slowly fell down her face. She realized she brought this on herself. And the only way she could redeem herself, was to show her father that she was more than capable of doing a good job overseas. She hung her head down as she ascended the stairs to pack what was important to her, and begin her journey into the family business.

Beep…beep…beep…went the alarm clock on Tootie's night table. As she rolled over to turn it off, she could see a blurry vision in the background towards the foot of her bed. As she reached for her glasses, she notice it was Vicky…holding a black plastic bag the size of her. "Vicky, no! I said I was sorry! Please don't bury me alive!" Begged Tootie as she cowered in fear near the headboard of her bed. Vicky gave Tootie a confused look, and then she noticed the black plastic cover she was holding. "Tootie, I didn't come here to hurt you. I came in here to… (She took a deep breath and sighed) to apologize to you." Tootie then opened her eyes and began to let her guard down a bit.

She then moved closer to the middle of her bed and replied to her sister, while still clutching the covers. "You mean it Vicky? You're Sorry? After what I put you through this whole time?" She said in a weak voice while still trying to protect herself from any backlash that may rear its ugly head from last night. Vicky then moved over to Tootie's bed so she could sit closer to her younger sister, while still holding the surprise under the bag. "Tootie, I realize that even though you lied and went behind my back. That you did it all out of love... love for me that is. That you wanted me to be happy on what was supposed to be the biggest night of my teenage life. Tootie, I really should be saying thank you. Because, if it wasn't for you and the twerp. I would not have gotten to go to my prom at all." Vicky said to her in a soft spoken voice full of empathy.

Tootie then moved closer to Vicky. She then wrapped both her arms around her waist and buried her head just under her breast. Tootie began to cry as she spoke out to her big sister, "I still ruined the night for you though. It was supposed to be the greatest evening for you to remember." Vicky felt a warm sensation over her whole body, and not just because Tootie's tears were being absorb by her clothing. For the first time, she felt proud to have Tootie as her little sister. That she went out of her way to do something nice for her. "Tootie, I looked at the photo of us taken at the prom last night, and the ones Mom took last night here as well. I could see that Logan had pure happiness in his face. That he wanted to be with me. I also came in here to ask you where I could find him. I need to hear him out. I need to hear what he has to say about all this. At least, I can get some closure so that I can move forward from this...or see if it is worth repairing. Can you tell me where hired him from?"

Tootie didn't know what to think. Vicky never acted remorseful or sorry in anyway. Either it was a way to extract information from her before a serious beat down, or she really was genuine about what she was asking for. "I hired him from College Escorts down near the Dimmsdale mall. They open at 10:00 AM today." Tootie said as she pulled away from her sister and wiped her eyes. Then Tootie asked a rather important question to her sister. "Vicky…what's in the black bag anyway?"

Vicky then smiled at Tootie, she pushed the hair away that was in her soggy wet face. As Vicky stood up and removed the black plastic, the dress sparkled in the morning light. Tootie was in amazement at how beautiful it looked. "Vicky! That is the most beautiful dress I have ever seen. Where did you get it?" Vicky then smiled at Tootie as she answered her question. "I had Mom get me this dress when I was around your age. I too was trying to impress a boy, and this dress always got his attention. I want you to have this dress now, so that you could wear it to Timmy's game today. I saw how much work you put into you collage for Timmy, and then thought that if you wore this dress when you gave it to him, it would only show him how beautiful you really are. I saw the way he was looking at you yesterday as I was about to leave. I can tell that he really does care about you Tootie; he is just afraid to show it." As Vicky handed the dress to Tootie, she was in disbelief. This was the most beautiful article of clothing that she had ever owned.

Tootie then spoke up, "Vicky, thank you! Thank you so much!" As Tootie stood up to look at herself holding the dress in front of her, Vicky looked on to see how happy she made her little sister. It felt good to return the favor. "Hey Tootie, why don't you go get ready for Timmy's game now. I'll have to drop you off, I think I took up too much of your time." Tootie looked at her clock and saw the time was 8:46. "Oh no! His game starts in 15 minutes! I lost track of time, I'm going to be late!"

Vicky didn't notice that she talked for so long with her younger sister. "Go do what you need to do, I'll throw on something quick, and drive you over. That way, you'll only miss the national anthem." As Tootie ran into the bathroom to get ready, Vicky yelled out one last time before she ran off to get dressed, "Oh, one more thing about that dress…if you have a pair of spandex biker shorts you may want to wear them. That dress does have a tendency to blow up in a strong breeze." Tootie screamed out, "Got it sis, thanks again!" As she quickly jumped in the shower to get ready.

At the baseball diamond, Timmy and his friends were just finishing up there warm up routine, before the game. Timmy kept looking over in the direction to where Tootie always sat. Normally, he never really looked over that way, but after realizing what he had been passing up all this time, he now wanted to see her cheer for him. "Timmy, what gives? Why do you keep looking over there?" Said A.J. as he was throwing the ball repeatedly into his glove. "Yeah Timmy, why all of a sudden you care if Tootie shows up now? This just means you won't have to bolt home after the game." Said Chester as he balanced his bat on his shoulder. Timmy just put his head down in disappointment. "I guess, I just got used to having her as a cheering section for me. It feels kind of nice to have someone root for you." Chester and A.J. looked at each other and gave a shrug. "Then…why did you run away from her all the time?" A.J. asked with a confused look upon his face. Timmy just looked at him stone faced. He himself had no answer to that question. Before anyone could say anything else, the PA system came on, "Players, please take your spots and rise for our National Anthem." As the voice echoed through the air, the children scatted to take their place among the field.

As Vicky carefully put her hair up in a pony tail, she made sure took the time to fluff out her bangs neatly as well. She herself was also wearing a nice off white sun dress with several pink hems, and a pair of matching flats. She then made sure she had just a small amount of make up on, so as not to take away too much from her natural beauty. She was going to face Logan, but she wanted to make sure she looks presentable in getting the closure she needed.

Vicky then made her way into Tootie's room. As she opened the door, she froze where she stood. As she looked at her little sister, she was in amazement as to the way Tootie looked, & filled out her old dress. "Tootie, that looks absolutely cute on you!" Tootie turned and looked at her sister. She gave her a big smile. "Come on, grab your gift, and I'll take you over to Timmy's game." Tootie didn't need a second invitation to go. She grabbed her gift and was about to run past Vicky to her car when Vicky suddenly grabbed her in mid run. Vicky then positioned Tootie so that they were eye to eye, as she said, "Hey Tootie, one last thing before you go today." Tootie then looked wide eye at her sister with anticipation to what she was about to say. Vicky then embraced her sister in a hug. Tootie, who was caught off guard by this, retuned the gesture as Vicky spoke to her. "I love you Tootie, I'm sorry I have been so mean to you over the years. It was just my way of making you tough for this cruel world we live in. I also was jealous of how you always knew what you wanted, and how you went about getting it. I'm glad you're there for me, and I'll always be here for you." Tootie was overwhelmed with joy to hear that her sister finally accepted her. "Vicky, that's means a lot coming from you." Tootie said as she hugged her back tightly. As Vicky slowly pulled away, she said in closing, "That still doesn't mean that I won't torment you still." Vicky said as she winked at her. "Come on; let's get you to the park." Now sooner as she spoke, they both raced off to the car.

Back at the game, Timmy's team won the coin toss, and elected to be the home team. That way, they could have last bat. As Timmy took his position at 2nd base, he kept peeking over to where Tootie would normally sit. "Where is she?" He thought, as he tried to concentrate on two things at once. He was really hoping to see her today.

Vicky raced through the streets to get her sister to the park. Vicky too kept peeking over to see how adorable her sister looked in that dress, while holding the gift for Timmy. As she pulled up to the park, Tootie was just about to run over to the bleachers before Vicky stopped her one last time. "You'll have to find your own way home after the game. I don't know how long I'll be…OK?" Tootie then called out to her while walking up to the bleachers, "OK, I HAVE TIMMY WALK ME HOME!" As she waved goodbye to her big sister. As Tootie made her way through the gate, Vicky just smiled softly and said to herself, "Now, let's see what Mr. Johannsen has to say for himself." As Vicky looked both ways, she then punched the accelerator and pulled out into traffic.

As she drove through the streets, she thought long and hard about how she would approach him. She took her time while driving, as she had about a little under an hour to kill. When she finally got there, she noticed there was movement inside the building, but she didn't know if she should approach it. She then thought to herself, "Maybe I'll get some breakfast first, and then I'll head over. That way, I can ponder my thoughts as to how to attempt to open the conversation. Besides, I can't think straight without my coffee." Vicky then parked that car at the Dimmsdale Bagel Shop, as she went in for some nosh.

Back at the game, they were already 2 innings in. Tootie was upset that she missed the start of the game, but at least now she could see the end of it. She held the gift close to her chest. She wanted to make sure that no one stepped on it in the bleachers. She also heard some of the parents of the other kids whisper in the stands at how she looked both adorable and beautiful in the dress she wore. It brought a smile to her face. She could see that Timmy's team was down 2 runs to nothing going into the 3rd inning. She decided not to wave or distracts him, as she too was thinking how to approach him after the game. She just sat there quietly admiring her lover boy as the tight uniform hugged him so.

As soon as the inning was over, Timmy then saw Tootie, or what he thought was her. "Wow, is that Tootie in that dress?" He asked A.J. as he was coming in from right field. A.J. Just looked on and squinted to see if he could get a better look. "That must be her Timmy; she sits in that spot all the time when she watches you." Both boys then took one last good look, as they made their way to the dugout.

As she finished up her breakfast, Vicky then took a mint out of the jar by the counter as she went to pay her bill. She then used the bathroom one last time to make sure she looked her best, and then walked over to the escort service. Once she got inside, she met Lance at the counter. "Hi, I'm here to see Logan Johannsen?" She said in a shaky voice that lacked her usually tone of dominance. Lance turned around to look at her. Vicky was shocked to see that he had a shiner over his left eye and a fat lip. "Did I come at a bad time?" Thought Vicky as she covered her mouth when she saw the attendant. Lance just smiled at her and said. "You must be Ms. Flannigan." Vicky was surprised by this, she never met this man before and he knew her name. "Yes, but how did you know that?" Lance knew who she was from the picture that Gah gave to Logan when he initially contracted his services. However, he told her a different version after seeing how Logan was devastated last night. "I know who you are from the way Logan described you. If you are looking for him, follow me please." No sooner as he said that, Vicky followed him up the stairs to Logan's quarters.

Vicky never felt this way before. She never felt this nervous in her life. Once they reached his door, Lance then told her the following. "Be gentle on him my dear, he was really broken up about last night." Vicky just looked at him and nodded. She waited till Lance turned the corner. She then took a deep breath and proceeded to knock on the door. Just as she was about to make contact on the oak wood door, it opened up and there stood Logan? As Vicky looked upon his face, she could tell that he was upset. He was in a T-shirt and sweat pants. His eyes were bloodshot. Either he was up all night, crying, or both. Logan however was the first to speak, "Vicky…I…I…just…I just want to say that I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you in anyway."

Vicky looked at him with a cold blank stare before she said with little emotion in her voice, "Can I come in?" Logan just closed his eyes, and then looked to the sky before focusing his eyes back on her to say, "Sure, come in. How rude of me." As Vicky walked in, she immediately sat on his bed and focused on him. Logan then closed the door. He then continued where he left off. "As I was saying, I didn't mean to hurt you. The truth is Vicky, since I met you; I have had the time of my life. I never had this much fun with anyone in such a long time. Even thought I was paid to put on this act for you, it was not supposed to turn into anything more than just that. The real truth is that I actually develop feelings for you." Vicky just looked at him and nodded as he spoke, to show him that she was in fact listening to his every word.

Then, she decided to speak up. "Logan, I don't condone what you do or in fact did for that matter…but I understand. I know you use this job as a means to pay for your swelling education costs. For that king of money, who wouldn't? I am here simply because I didn't give you a chance to plead your case. I was upset, and my emotions got the best of me. But I need you to answer me this one important question right now…did you at anytime, want to reveal the truth to me?" Vicky was waiting on his answer. The response she got from him next, would determine her next move.

As she sat on the bed looking up at him, he got down to her level so as to speak to her eye to eye. "He took a deep breath and began to ravel off his answer. "Vicky, I planned on telling you the truth about me after the prom. I was also going to take a couple of days to think about my life choices, but I had plenty of time to do that last night. If Jessica didn't do what she did in the first place, my answer would still be the same." After he finished what he had to say, he handed Vicky a hand written letter. Vicky just looked at him, and took the letter. As she began to read it, her eyes opened wide with both shock & surprise, as she looked at him to question its content. "This is a letter of resignation, dated for today. You're quitting…effective immediately?"

Logan looked at her and nodded. "Yep, I can't do this anymore. I thought I could keep my emotions in check while learning about others at the same time, but the truth of the matter is, I too have had feelings that couldn't be pushed down & ignored. I have done this for close to a year and a half, and it takes its toll on you. Then, I was contracted to take you on a couple of dates before asking you to your prom. To be honest, I thought I could just treat you as another client. That was, until I got to know you better. After that, I sort of developed feelings for you. And…I can't ignore what we shared in that brief amount of time. So as of today, I am no longer an escort. I will move on as a professional student." He finished saying that with pride in his voice.

Vicky put the letter on the bed. She didn't know what to say or feel. He was giving up a lucrative job that would pay his entire college debt by the time he was done, just to continue to be her boyfriend. Vicky then retorted to the answer he gave. "Logan, how will you pay for college? I'm flattered that you are giving this all up for me, but I wouldn't if it meant paying your entire college tuition. You can't give up your dream for me?" Vicky tried to be convincing that she didn't care about that, when in fact she really was flattered. Although, acting was never a strong attribute for her.

Logan then smiled at her as he then held up a small piece of paper that looked like a check. He then showed it to Vicky, who then opened her mouth wide in disbelief again. "Logan, this is a check for over 500,000 thousand dollars made out to you from Pendergrass Mining and Mineral! How did you get this? What did you have to do?" Vicky said as she never held anything worth THAT much money in her hands.

Logan then took the check from her and put it on his dresser as he answered all of Vicky's questions. "That woman who assaulted me last night was Jessica Pendergrass. Her father is one of the most respected in the mining industry. If word ever got out that his daughter was behaving like that in public, people would lose trust in him that if he couldn't control his family, how could he control his company? So right after you left, I walked into the security closet and took the footage. I called his lawyer last night and explained to him what I had in my possession. I also stated that if I did not receive that amount, it would go to the media and I would get compensation from them. Obviously he saw it my way. So, now I have my entire college tuition paid for, and I can just be a regular guy from here on out, and not a date for hire." He said as if a large weight was lifted of his chest.

Vicky began to smile, she was happy for him. Logan gave up his job for her, and he also used blackmail to get what he needed to pay for college. This in a way made Vicky very excited, but she didn't want him to know that...just yet. Vicky then got up from the bed, and put on a kind of distant look upon her face. Logan thought she was getting up to leave. As he watched her make her way to the door, all her heard next were a series of dead bolts locking behind him. As Vicky stepped away from the door, Logan can see she locked them in the room. He had no idea what she was up to.

Logan watched on as Vicky made her way back to him. They stood merely a foot apart from each other. Vicky then looked into Logan's eyes before she spoke softly to him, "Logan, I glad everything worked out in the end for you. I'm also glad you still want to be with me after all you have been put through last night. After hearing you out I got the answers I wanted, but not the closure I needed." Logan just put his head down as he looked at the floor. He felt as if he let Vicky down all over yet again. That was until he saw Vicky's white dress hit the floor. When he saw that, he slow brought his eyes up to hers, while slowly taking in the color of her skin and the contour of her half naked body. He could not deny that she was beautiful standing in front of him right now.

As they looked into each other's eyes; Vicky wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear as she also rubbed her breasts against his chest, "Now, give me the closure that I need…right here, right now." Logan then smiled big at her, as he then picked her up in a threshold, and laid her across his bed. As the act of love began to unfold between the two of them, Vicky thought to herself one last time, before losing herself in the moment of intimacy, "My teenage dream has finally come true."

Back at the ball game, Tootie was enjoying a nail biter. Both teams were playing well. The score was now 2-1 with two outs in the bottom of the 6th. There was a man on second, and Timmy was coming up to bat. Tootie stood and cheered for Timmy as he approached the plate. As he stood up there, Timmy himself knew that he lacked power to hit the long ball. His MO was always to lay down a bunt and leg it out. However, the infield and outfield were playing in close because they knew of this. This time, if they wanted to have any chance at winning this game, Timmy was going to have to swing for the fences. "I'll need to wait for a fastball. That will be my best chance to make contact out of the infield." He thought as he stared down the pitcher.

The pitcher wound up, and threw the first pitch. It was a hanging slider that stayed in the strike zone. "STRIKE ONE!" Shouted the umpire behind the plate. Timmy then shook off the call, and stepped out of the batter's box to collect his thoughts as he knocked the bat against his cleats to clean them off. As he stepped up to the plate again, the pitcher threw the next pitch out. This time it was a sinker, and Timmy swung and missed. "STRIKE TWO!" Shouter the umpire as the visiting team's dugout and fans cheered loudly.

Timmy once again stepped out of the batter's box to collect his thoughts again. Both benches and supporters were on their feet. Tootie stood up and looked at her love as he took some practice swings, "Come on Timmy, I know you can do this?" She thought as she clapped with the home team's crowd. Timmy then looked at her and saw her clapping to the rhythm with the crowd. Timmy then thought to himself, "He's been going low and away on me all day. Oh well, it's now or never." Timmy stepped into the box and prepared himself for the next pitch. The pitcher shook off two signs then nodded in agreement with the catcher. As he let the next pitch go, all that was heard was a loud ping of an aluminum bat. The pitch was another sinker low and away as Timmy predicted, and he made good contact with the ball. It was ruled fair by the umpire, and well over the out field's head. The ball began to roll towards the back of the 190 foot marker near right field.

As Timmy rounded the bases, everyone cheered. The runner came in to score the tying run. Timmy was pumping his fist and legs as fast as he could. He was attempting and in the park home run. As he rounded second, the right field got a hold of the ball. He threw it hard to hit his cut off man. As the ball reached the cutoff man, Timmy was rounding third. His base coach tried to hold him up, but Timmy ignored the sign. He was on his way home. No sooner as he touched the third base bag, the ball was launched on its way home from mid-field. Timmy was ¾'s of the way there, it was going to be close. No sooner as the ball made contact with the catcher's leather, Timmy threw his leg out to slide. Both players turned to make contact with the plate as a dust cloud rose up from the sliding of Timmy. As the umpire looked on from his vantage point, he motioned his arms and yelled, "HE'S SAFE!"

The home team dugout cleared the bench to mob Timmy. The practically tackled him at the plate. The game was over 3-2 Giants over the Reds. Tootie too began to scream loud and cheer for her champ. Once the celebration had ended, the boys lined up to shake hands and congratulate one another. Afterwards, Timmy's team went over to the concession stand to celebrate with a soda and a snack. As they got in line to place their order, Tootie walked over to them. Chester was the first to notice her approaching them. "Hey Timmy, here comes Tootie. Aren't you going to run away like usual, or did you exhaust yourself after that last play?" Chester said in a moderately teasing voice. Timmy, just looked at him, and then looked at how good Tootie was dressed. Timmy then said to his friends, "He guys go on without me there's something important I have to do with Tootie today. Chester and A.J. looked confused at one another and just shrugged, as Timmy made his way over to the side where Tootie was standing.

As He approached her, he didn't know what to say. He usually was running away from her, but after taking into consideration what Cosmo, Wanda, and Logan said over the past weeks, he was more receptive to being around her. Tootie was the first to speak up, "Hi Timmy! That was a great hit you had. You practically won the game yourself." Timmy just looked her up and down as he smiled at her. "Thanks Tootie, I must say…you look absolutely beautiful in that dress. What's the occasion for looking this good at my game?" Tootie blushed. Timmy never paid her a compliment like that before. She them handed him the collage she made for him. "I wanted to look my best when I gave you this. I hope you like it? It's just my way of saying thanks. You know, for all your help this past two weeks."

Timmy took the collage and looked at it. He was a loss for words. It was a picture of Tootie in her dance leotards, posing almost like a pin up girl with various little pictures on the sides of different poses too. He also read the inscription on the frame. "To Timmy Turner…My one true love! Thanks for everything. Love always, Tootie." Timmy was shocked. Not just by her gesture, but how Tootie looked in those pictures. She was without her glasses, and they digitally enhance the photo to remove her braces as well. She looked even more beautiful than Trixie Tang. "Do you like it?" Tootie said eagerly waiting for Timmy's reply.

Timmy just looked up at her and smiled. "Tootie, I love it! I'm going to hang this on the wall of my room." Then, Timmy did something unexpected. He put his free arm around Tootie's waist, and gave her a kiss on the lips in front of everyone. At that point, Timmy didn't care what anyone thought. As his lips pressed against hers, Tootie was in a total state of shock at first, and then she melted into the kiss. "I can't believe it! This dress did exactly what Vicky said it would do. I'm kissing Timmy Turner!" As they broke away, Tootie spoke up, "Wow! I'm glad you liked it Timmy. Hey, you want to get an Ice Cream at the parlor, my treat?" Tootie said as she again waited for his reply.

Timmy just smiled and said, "Sure, but why don't you let me treat you? After all, you were my inspiration for hitting that in the park Homer." Tootie smiled as Timmy said that. As they began to walk off, Timmy grabbed and held onto Tootie's hand as they walked off to the parlor. "Timmy, you're holding my hand, in public? Aren't you afraid of what your friends will think?" Timmy just looked at her and said, "No, if anything, they'll wonder who this beautiful girl with me is." Tootie smiled, as she then reached over with her other free hand and locked onto his arm. Together they made their way to the Ice cream parlor…hand in hand. As they both walked out of the park still hand in hand. Three birds that were pink, green, and purple looked down from the concession stand roof and smiled big as he walked with her.

As the weekend concluded, Tootie wrote one last entry in her dairy.

Dear Diary,

Even though the prom weekend did not happen the way I planned it to be, everything seemed to work out in the end. Vicky and Logan made up, and are now officially boyfriend and girlfriend. Vicky even got the closure she wanted, 3 times in one day from what I over heard her say to someone on the other end of the phone. I can't help hearing things, these walls are paper thin. Also, who would a thought that Logan had it in him to take a page out of Vicky's book and blackmail someone? Now, with all that money, he'll be able to pay for his degree all the way up to being a doctor. Now, I wonder if this will influence where Vicky will choose to go to college.

I'm glad Timmy loved my gift. I even liked how he treated me afterwards too. Ever since the night of the prom, Timmy has almost turned into little gentlemen. He no longer runs away from me. Instead, he now offers to walk with me. I don't know what came over him, but I'm glad he now wants to be seen with me.

In all honesty, I felt kind of bad doing all this behind Vicky's back. I know deep down I should have minded my own business. But, I had to keep in mind that I'll have many friends over the course of my life…but I only have one sister. And for that very reason, I did what I did. Not because of guilt, but out of love for her. Like it says on the money that you love so much Vicky, "In God we Trust" but Vicky I want you to always know that…"In me…you rely."

Sincerely,

Tootie Flannigan

THE END

I hope you liked the story. I didn't plan for it to be THIS long. Thanks again for all your support!