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Timmy

I stopped listening to Dimmadome once he started speaking, after all when's the last time anybody cared about a word he says? Instead I thought about her, Tootie, everybody has different opinions on why I try so hard to talk, flirt, or to just catch her eye. But they're all wrong, it's not the fact that she's hot although I'm not exactly complaining about that fact, it's not that she's one of the only girls I haven't dated, it's not even the fact that I just want something I can't have. It's not any of that it's the fact that 2 years ago, the summer before my Sophomore year everything changed. I had obsessed over Trixie Tang for so long that I had become blinded by what I thought was brilliance was actually just a person, and not a very nice one at that. Now I have to make up for it, I have to show Tootie just how much I miss her, how much I want to hear everything from her voice to her bubbly voice, and I know just how to do that.

I'm going to obsess over her, I'm going to prove to her that I don't just like her for her body, I mean it definitely doesn't hurt that she's hot. But I'm going to show her that I like her for all the small things, as well as big things I've noticed her doing since we got to high like lip biting, and finger popping, and always sticking a pencil behind her ear even if it always mysteriously vanishes sometime after lunch. Things like the way she laughs or looks when she's concentrating and then there's the way she helps, everybody from the bird that broke his wing, to any kid who needs help with homework. It actually almost pains me, how she looks at me now, like a missing piece and I know that this is my last chance to get her to love me again, my last chance to put the missing piece back. This person who, when she thinks no one's around hums repetitive public domain tunes, and for some reason I can't find in myself to be annoyed.

After the man ahead of me finishes his speech, something about safety and privacy, the school is dismissed. The school immediately puts itself into some sort of primitive hierarchy with the freshman at the bottom and the seniors at the top. A group of senior jocks have already started hazing some poor fishies, and then there's Tootie she's currently giving them a tour as always patient and kind. I look at her and think to myself god I'm an idiot and I am, and the fact that ever since I realized I liked Tootie 2 years ago I've been going through girlfriend after girlfriend trying to get my mind off of Her probably doesn't help matters any, the plan was all in vain anyway after all, nothing can distract me from her. After shaking my head free of whatever entrapment seeing her put it in I trudge off to my first class, English.

English, I find the class tedious and boring. I mean who care about prepositions and adverbs and adjectives, I mean c'mon adjectives? Is that even a word, apparently it is, not only is it a word but it's a word that describes other words, Wordception, I think with a smile. I sit in my usual spot, back row, corner seat the seats around the classroom fill up, more students fileing in as it gets closer to the bell. I see A.J and Chester come in as one, holding hands and smiling hugely. I groan internally my head colliding with my desk, another relationship I messed up by being a fool, a immature little kid. The teacher brings my attention up to the front.

"Now listen here class, this year"

He's interrupted by a person coming in late, Tootie rushes in and hands him a note before sitting in the front row. He looks at it nods affirmatively and continues his speech as if he was never interrupted.

"This year we are going to be doing group projects" As the class starts shouting, gesturing to their potential partners with eyes and hands the teacher coughs to settle everyone down. "I've already picked out everybody's groups so don't all get excited" And just like that everybodies awesome moods were stamped out. Some even audibly groaned, which is a bit of an over reaction if you ask me.

"Yes, yes it's all quite tragic" He says sarcastically "Now here are the groups, these will be your partners for the remainder of the semester and maybe even the whole year so please, be civil at the very least" He continues reading off groups of two I only pay attention when he says "Tootie Khan, you will be paired with Charles Henley" After she's already paired with someone I don't acknowledge the teacher again. Eventually he gets to me "Now due to the odd number of students we will have one group of three A.J Cosmosis, Chester McBadbat and Timmy Turner" He finishes not knowing that he just ruined 3 ex-best friends whole senior year.

"Now" he continues "Your assignment is the influence of any author, playwright, or poet on literature a presentation will be given at the end of the semester, until then I'd suggest beginning" He sits effectively ending his lecture and any argument. I sigh and get up to sit at the front with the only two people who probably hate me more than Tootie does. When I get there I anticipate stoik silence and start speaking.

"So I was thinking we'd do"

"No you listen Timmy" A.J interrupts I wonder when his voice got so deep "I'll do the project with Chester and we'll put your name on it so you can just continue to ignore our existence, sound good?" He asks

I sigh and setting my stuff down beside him I say "But that's not how we usually do it"

Chester scoffs "Since when have we done anything that we used to?"

I rub my legs, a nervous tick I've had for a good while now and say "Since I want to make up for all the stupid stuff my immature idiot self has ever done, since I want my best friends back who were dating for 2 months before telling me and thus I still think my anger was at least a little valid." I wait for one of them to respond I'm not surprised it's A.J he always was the mediator in our group.

"Well… Timmy we understand you were angry, honestly we expected it but you acted so disgusted with us that we just couldn't forgive you, especially when after that you just ignored us completely"

I nod and say "As I said that was immature, idiotic Timmy, here I am a little older, hopefully a little wiser and I'm apologizing, now will you guys please come to my house after school and eat dangerously unhealthy food as we make fun of whichever old, wordy person we decide to do our project on?" I beg. The two boys look at each other, having a silent conversation that only two so close can.

A.J speaks "It's a start Timmy, but you're a far cry from being completely forgiven" I nod understanding then A.J smiles, Chester mimicking it and says "and yeah we'll be at your house" I give a small smile as the bell rings. I pick up my things and leave the class with A.J and Chester a little more upbeat about how this year will hopefully turn out.

A/N: I hope everybody likes the new chapter, a little on how Timmy thinks, just a guy trying to make up for his mistakes. As always press those three special buttons Like, Follow, and Review. I love them all it's like food for the soul :)