Disclaimer: Guys, you've seen the first three chapters. I'm done admitting I'm not a criminal.

Tick tock. Tick…..tock…..tiiiiiiiick…toooooooock-

I huffed and sat back in my chair.

Could class go any slower?

My eyes swiveled from the board (and much of Mr. Crocker's well-known spaz attacks) to the boy who sat three seats away from me.

Timmy Turner has always been a special boy to me.

But he was much more special than I ever knew.

This entire time, he had what I was looking for all along, and I'm not talking about what I look for in a guy, either.

I tapped my pencil eraser on my desk as I watched him mindlessly doodle in his notebook, not seeming in deep thought so much as completely zoned out.

I scoffed, He wonders why Crocker enjoys failing him…

Well, I must admit, that isn't the only reason. I only just realized Crocker's rants held significant truths to them; truths the boy in the desk held close and refused to show.

I sighed and stared at the board again, simply not caring for the lesson on why fairy godparents were real, and why the love of my life had them.

A mixture of pity, anger, and shame churned in my stomach, making me feel slightly queasy.

I pitied his loss of his fairies. He had soon explained at his house, after the tragic ordeal, what his godparents were, and why he had them.

The anger sprouted from two different sources, but directed themselves the same way. That man. The one in the army greens.

I shook my head, seemingly trying to shake away one reason for my anger. Don't get me wrong, I was angered toward the man that took his fairies. And that was the reason why. But I was angry mostly for a selfish reason.

Timmy had spent the evening giddily (and, I must say, proudly) explaining everything he knew about the species that wasn't our own, and I was even more excited asking questions and hanging on to every detail. But, that was before I found out what godparents were for.

Small claw marks dented my desk when I thought that someone less miserable than me got something so wonderful and beautiful, when I did not.

Of course, I do not blame Timmy.

I am more confused as to why he got them, and not me, especially when they are handed out to extremely depressed or lonely children. Me? I was definitely both.

Lastly, I felt ashamed. I knew Timmy was right yesterday. I knew this was actually my fault. I should've taken control of my actions. There was absolutely no need for me to storm into his room like that, demanding answers. My stomach churned even more. I did not like the feeling of that.

Without turning my head, I looked back over at him, only to find him staring at me with a small smile.

I turned my head ever-so-slightly to see him better. Once he caught my eye, his face colored and he quickly turned away, pretending to doodle in his notebook again. I bit back a smile and turned forward again, only to have a crazed teacher in my face.

"TOOTIE! Please explain what you find so much more interesting about the Tuner-boy than about my lesson on…FAIRY GODPARENTS!" Crocker spazzed the last few words of his statement. A few students behind me chuckled, everyone knowing perfectly well just how much I liked Timmy. My stomach did flip flops, and I wrapped my arms around my waist and groaned, but stood up nonetheless.

"Everything," came my soft, but strong reply.

There was a short silence when Crocker raised his eyebrow, then came some soft cheers from the students behind me, I think I even heard a "way to go, Tootie!"

I smiled widely, hearing Timmy gasp, but soon shut me mouth and brought my hand to it, a vile taste arriving at the back of my throat.

"Oh, a smart aleck, are we?" Crocker replied, standing straight and folding his arms.

"Oh…Mr. Crocker, I think I'm gonna…" I stopped, feeling myself go cold.

"You're going to what? Help reveal Turner's FAIRIES?"

"I'm gonna….gonna….." I trailed off, hunching over slightly.

"I've gotta go!" I cried, racing out the door.

Barely making it to the ladies' room, I vomited into the nearest toilet. Shaking after upchucking a few times, I pushed myself out of the stall, and towards the sink. I slowly looked up to see my skinny, pale figure in the reflection, ending with looking at the blank stare in my eyes.

After a few moments of settling down, cleaning myself up, and making sure I wasn't going to puke again, I walked out of the bathroom, and slid down the wall, my legs slowly giving out from lack of energy. I folded my legs to a criss-cross position, and put my head in my hands.

I'm not so sure exactly why I just did that. It must be all this emotional turmoil raging inside me. Too much has happened since last night, and it hasn't even been 24 hours!

I sighed.

"Tootie?"

I yelped and looked up. After seeing it was just Timmy, I sighed again and mentally peeled myself from the ceiling.

I motioned for him to sit next to me, and he did.

"Tootie, are you alright? You left so quickly."

I smirked. And he said he didn't care…

"Yeah, I got sick, and I don't know why. I guess I just felt a little too stressed and upset…"

He looked at his lap, "oh….Are you still coming over tonight?"

I nodded. It was true. It's been a week since our "date", and a little less since….what happened. Since Monday, we've been meeting up before school to get a few ideas of what to do from now. After he told me about Fairy World and such, I told him that maybe the best thing to do was to find Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, then to get their help from there.

After we realized we couldn't get to Fairy World by ourselves, we agreed to have me spend the night to finish planning, then sneaking into Crocker's cave this weekend.

We both looked up when we heard the lunch bell ring. I watched as Timmy stood in front of me and held out his hand, "Do you mind?"

I giggled and took his hand, standing up. "Thank you, kind sir."

Timmy and I stood there, hand in hand, before we heard giggles from down the hallway. We turned to see none other than Trixie Tang.

I felt tears prick my eyes, "Timmy-"

"Timmy and Tootie: Sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" The popular girls cackled as the love of my life dragged me around the corner towards the lunchroom.

"Tootie, are you okay?" Timmy asked me worriedly.

I crossed my arms, "Hey, it actually sounds like you're caring!" I snickered.

He crossed his own arms impatiently, "Stop enjoying this." He stalked into the lunchroom. I rolled my eyes as I watched him walk over to his lunch table, and I turned to the lunch line.

After I got my tray full of lunch food, I head over to the empty table in the corner; my usual spot. No one ever sat at the same table as me, much less sat with me. I looked at my plate of food. Mystery meat.

…

Eh, I've seen worse.

I continually poked at the goo on my tray until I snapped out of it and heard my name being called. I looked over at Timmy, Chester, and AJ's table. I saw Timmy waving me over, Chester and AJ whisper something to each other, and Timmy glare at them with his face glowing bright red. Understanding, I grabbed my try and walked over.

"Hey, guys." I greeted as I approached them.

"Yo, Tootie," Chester grinned, throwing his arm around AJ, "AJ and I believe Timmy has something to say to you."

Looking over, I couldn't help but giggle when I saw Timmy's mouth drop open in surprise. I graciously took the empty seat next to Timmy.

I heard AJ's small voice.

"He planned that."

A paper ball smacked him in the face and he screamed in surprise.

"SHUT UP."

I rolled my eyes for probably the billionth time that day, and almost took a bite of goo off of my spoon. Almost.

"Ew." I placed the utensil back on my tray and pushed it away.

"Here Tootie"

I felt someone place something in my hand under the table. I glanced down and saw a small bag of cookies in my hand. I smiled at Timmy, who was watching me expectantly, and he blushed, looking away quickly.

The rest of the lunch continued in a slightly awkward silence, Chester and AJ's taunting breaking the air every few minutes to tease the newest "couple".

DID I? DID I REALLY?

Did I ACTUALLY get the next chapter of this story finished?

I think so! *happy dance*

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