A/N: I need to apologize for taking so long a mixture of recently moving and familial drama that I don't feel like delving into has caused the massive break but I'm back now...hopefully for good.
Disclaimer: All Fairly Oddparents property belongs to Nickelodeon.
Tootie
Nothing is more horrible than having to tutor a boy you hate. He isn't even that dumb, Freshman Year he finally learned the value of studying and he seemed fine in his classes ever since. I just said those derogatory terms mainly because my anger wanted to finally be let out. I shake my head as I walk to lunch, Timmy's worksheet in hand. As I look at it I quickly realize that only one problem is even done. The rest are scribbled on, with intense work drawn out in the margins. But some of the symbols aren't even real symbols but bits and pieces of symbols and the original problems that he transcribed in order to work on them don't even remotely resemble the original equations. I get angry at this So he thinks that drawing and goofing off will get him off the hook? I think to myself as I walk vigorously toward him.
When I get to his table, which strangely is also hosting Chester and A.J. "What do you think this is?" I practically yell at the boy, turning around innocently Timmy looks at his paper then back to me. I didn't feel any sort of shiver when his eyes looked in mine, nope not even a little bit. He shrugged and opened his mouth, probably about make up some excuse but A.J beat him to it. "Just tell her Tim, she's your tutor she has to know these things." Timmy sighed and rubbed his neck a deep red shade adding itself to his cheeks. "I have dyscalculia, it's where my mind sorta mixes math up. Kinda like dyslexia only with math." I look at him in disbelief, I feel something bad down in the pit of my stomach. I know it's guilt and I also know why it's there. I said some bad things to him when I should have acted professionally. I look down, my shoes suddenly becoming very interesting, "Look I didn't know ok? So I'm sorry about the way I acted it was immature." I look my face most likely red and see Timmy smirking. "What was that Tootie?" He asked, playing off as innocent. I hold off on punching him and grunt through clenched teeth. He smiles and says "You're forgiven" I breathe out of my nose give him a terse nod and walk away.
I sit in my regular table and Christie sits next to me "So" she asks with an expectant look on her face I look at her from my peripheral vision and sigh. "Nothing happened, unless you count me almost killing him." She looked saddened at this as if she expected me to forgive him or something. I ignore her expression and eat my lunch in silence, after about ten minutes after I have already finished my food and looking around for something to distract me for the remainder of my time. There's talking going on all around me which is nothing new, but when my eyes wander to the "popular table" I notice it's completely silent, Trixie Tang seems to be staring at something behind me and it doesn't take a genius to figure out that she's starting at the same boy I refuse to talk to, and his new lunch partners or his old lunch partners? I shake my head free of "Timmy Brain" and try instead to eat the rest of my lunch in peace.
When lunch is finally over I sigh and get up, ready for AP Biology I'm just getting my books out of my locker when I feel a presence right behind me, thinking of it as just Timmy wanting to grate on my already frayed nerves I turn to give him a piece of my mind. Looking back at me is a face that I haven't had to deal with in a long time and I can only think of one word...crap.
A/N: So who do you think is behind Tootie, what should happen next? Don't forget those three special buttons like, comment and review.