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Tootie (17)
I'm walking with Christy into the building known as prison, oh I'm sorry school, I saw Timmy's car up front and now I'm on watch for the boy wonder to show up and make yet another year a living hell. He's been flirting with me ever since I grew boobs and as the only girls he ever has gone out with are 10's on that archaic scale system guys use to grade us, I wasn't surprised. I wasn't flattered either, more disgusted really, but that's a whole other issue. But unlike the womanizer I haven't had one boyfriend, sure I've been on multiple dates but I haven't really had a boyfriend and I'm just fine with that.
As me and Christy near the gym, the latter checking out every "hot" guy in sight, I start to think that maybe he's finally given up. When I finally make it to the gym and sit on the bleachers my eye immediately roam around. I find multiple seniors going about their own business, Tori is chatting up a couple of Juniors, Eustace is studying his brain out, and then there's Timmy. The hat is what throws me off, I haven't seen it in 2 years, it makes him look young and innocent again, and I hate it. "Looks like the hat is back." Christy says in my ear, she came in freshman year so she knows a little about the history of that hat. "Who knew a guy could look so damn hot in pink." She continues, thoroughly relieving me of my appetite. She sees the look on my face, the look she has ordained as "The Timmy Look" and as if he can hear us talk about him, his head whips around and his chocolate eyes melt into my violet ones, but I look at him as if he's not even there, as if I can see right through him.
He turns and I let a grin show, our principal whose a balding man whose name I can't remember steps up to a podium in the center of the gym and begins to speak "Welcome to another wonderful year at Dimmesdale High" I can already hear the yawns echoing throughout the arena. His booming voice echoes around the gym "Hello students, I'm Doug Dimmadome owner of Dimmesdale Dimmadome and president of this fine institution." He smiles and many people slouch in sleep. I smile but don't pay any attention to what he's saying instead my eyes fall on two young men. One is of African heritage and has gotten beefy but he's still bald which makes me smile. The other looks like your stereotypical skater boy, long hair, scrawny muscles, ripped jeans the whole picture, he too hasn't changed, except the braces those came off long ago. Even after their split from Timmy, Chester and A.J have remained friends, well a little more than that really. I think looking at their joined hands I'm so happy for them and for a second I feel bad that the only warmth I feel in my hand is my other one.
A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long but here is the anticipated next chapter, I hope you all enjoy the little bit of Chester/A.J I added I personally like them together. Remember to hit those three special buttons Review, Favorite, and Follow.