The next day, Timmy was still confused.
Why would Vicky tease him? All this time, she hasn't even showed any interest towards him. What's with the sudden change? Is it because she suddenly found out his weakness, and she's about to play around him? No way's that going to happen. Timmy had enough of Tootie being here, and he could barely solve this problem.
He let out a loud sigh as he stepped out of his bed, his feet meeting the cold surface of the floor. Timmy shivered and looked at the clock on his bedside table. It's a surprise that he woke up earlier than the time he set, because usually he's late for his class. He doesn't know if this is a good or bad thing because his head was throbbing and it felt like it's going to explode soon. Timmy grunted and lay back on his bed with the back of his palm in his forehead. It's probably because of thinking too much.
He decided to check up his phone which made his eyes squint due to the high brightness of the screen. He lowered it down with his one eye closed, and then it's all right for him now. The first thing that appeared was two messages from Trixie. Her name appearing in his phone made him uneasy and puzzled. It was only one week ago when he found out that Trixie had a boyfriend already, which was the time he was supposed to ask her out again and he even set up a date for both of them. They had been very good friends and Trixie had matured as well. She's no longer the usual brat she used to be and surprisingly, she became easy to approach too. Well sometimes her attitude is coming back, but it doesn't mean that she's still the horrible Trixie she used to be. Timmy doesn't want to put himself in friend zone that's why he's trying to avoid her as much as possible since she's busy with her relationship now.
He opened the first message. It felt like an arrow had hit him in the chest, and if he's not going to say the truth, he'll need to go through prosecution.
"why are you avoiding me? I've been trying to call you from these past few days and you're not answering."
He doesn't know how to respond to that, so he just opened up the following message.
"Timmy, my boyfriend and I broke up..I found out that he's a I went to his house, he's making out with some blonde chick. He even tried to defend himself! Can you believe that? He's a fucking prick! Sigh…anyways, I really need your help now. I needed some company. Pls stop avoiding me already. I just don't want to get your hopes up because I really only see you as a friend. I'm so sorry."
Timmy felt his heart ache a bit with the last two sentences. He knew it from the start that there's no way Trixie's going to respond to his feelings the same. It's a little funny because he's gaining attention now from two girls but the only person he likes couldn't even give him a chance.
That's what he wants… He only wished for a one chance, but before he could even go any further, Trixie stopped him and told him that it's not going to work. He had been rejected many times, yet he just can't leave her. He admits to himself that he's kind of martyr to stay in such an unrequited love like this.
The thought had stressed out Timmy, and felt the need to rest a bit again. He put back his phone on his bedside table and decided to get some more sleep. He still has 30 minutes left. Maybe he'll fix this with Trixie tomorrow later at school.
It was one heck of a hot day… And the fact that they will have their P.E. class today was more like a punishment than a lesson.
Timmy ran around the track for the last time before collapsing at the ground, breathing heavily and catching for air. He felt like he's going to faint soon, and he's too tired to get up now.
"Turner, it's the turn of the next batch now. Get up." A loud and grumpy voice called out.
Timmy groaned and forced himself to get up, tripping a little to his own feet. He felt like he's going to die, and ran up to the bleachers. He lay on his back, facing the sky. He was drenched in sweat so he would need an extra time for shower. His head was spinning but his chest was still pounding. It felt like years since the last time he had some physical activity.
"Water?" The simple word had waked his senses up and without hesitation; he grabbed the cold bottle in front of him then drank it whole. It looks like he was a hobo who hasn't eaten nor drank in months.
"You have to pay for that." It finally came up to his mind that someone handed him the water, and he haven't even recognized yet who it was. He looked up to see a pale girl wearing a beanie with her raven hair covering the half of her face. Her clothing was all black, with her t-shirt having a skull imprint on it.
"Just kidding." She smiled at Timmy who still has a surprised look on his face.
"Molly?" He wasn't sure where he met her, nor how did he knew her name. But everything about her is familiar. It's just that he wasn't sure how they met.
"You remembered me huh? Timmy Turner." Timmy got up to his seat with his mouth slightly open. He was still shocked and a mixture of guilt for suddenly drinking and emptying her water bottle.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't meant to-"
"That's fine. I really bought that for you. Just saw you running the tracks and had the thought of helping you out a 'lil bit." Molly said while watching other students run around in circles.
"Well that's nice of you. Thanks." He responded, finally calming himself down.
"So… What's up? I haven't seen you around here, not even once."
"Oh, I just transferred here the other day… Had to keep moving, my parents a wreck lately. That's why I had to earn money too…"
"Uh huh… I'm sorry to hear that. So what's your job?" Timmy responded apologetically, now watching the track field as well.
"Job you say? I won't consider it a job. I'll consider it as having fun. I have a band." Molly said in a proud tone.
"Really? That's sick." Timmy exclaimed with excitement. This time, it made him look at Molly and he must say that she did really looked familiar, but he really cannot recall the events.
"You're into bands?"
"Well, maybe… I mean, usually bands are more kind of rock, but I'm open to any genres. I just thought it was cool. Like, you get to travel and play for people." He said, chuckling.
"Yep… You should see us play sometime." Molly offered, smiling at him.
"I'd gladly accept that."
"And you should bring your girlfriend too." That sentence shocked him a little, and kind of hurt him. He immediately thought of Trixie, even though they're not in a relationship. Maybe that's because she's the one he wanted all this time. His enthusiastic face suddenly changes into disappointment, that's why Molly has to speak up again.
"Um, did I say something wrong?" This made Timmy snapped out of his own dilemma when Molly spoke up again.
"I-It's nothing! The truth is I don't have a girlfriend." He scratched his head and forced a smile. He doesn't want for anyone to pity him just because he's single, that would be pathetic.
"Well, do you have someone you like?" It made him quiet for a moment and took him seconds before he spoke up.
"I like my best friend."
"Oooo! That hurts!" Molly responded in an exaggerated tone and motion with her closed knuckles playfully punching her chest. Timmy merely smiled and forced a laugh. He doesn't want their conversation to end in a dramatic one. The truth is he's trying to avoid any topic regarding his unrequited feelings for Trixie.
Later on, they both heard a whistle which startled them both, which also means that Timmy has to back in class now.
"Wait, I haven't given you my number yet. In case you wanna keep in touch." Molly pulled out a pen from her pocket then wrote her cell number to his palm. After that, they both waved goodbye at each other as they part ways.
It seemed like Molly's a nice person to hang out with so he thought that he's going to keep it, and probably ask her for some advices regarding the problems he was currently facing now.