A/N: I'm so sorry for being super-duper late :/ School was being a bitch with me and I had other stories to write -.-! Writing 4 stories at the same time ain't easy, lemme tell you that! But I managed to squeeze out a decent chapter for you guys ^-^! I hope you'll enjoy it :D!

Warning: Just cursing…and a bit of pervertedness ;)

Disclaimer: I don't own American Dragon: Jake Long

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Chapter 3: Contemplation & Disregard

'Ouh...You still like Jake…You still like Jake,'

School hadn't begun yet and Trixie Carter grew the urge to walk up to a random brick wall and bang her head multiple times till' goddamn senses would make this mystic-like voice disappear. She didn't know where this dark feisty voice came from but it kept reminding her of her old- more like ex- buddy that she so dearly tried to forget. She tried everything to ignore it. She tried covering her ears with her hands, hoping that the mystery voice wouldn't assault her but that miserably failed. She also tried closing her eyes, imagining herself in her peaceful land but that voice would shatter it and remind her of the hurtful reality. Every second, this annoying racket would always talk about Jake, Jake and guess what? Jake. It made Trixie want to pull hair out of her scalp but she somehow managed to control herself from doing so (she didn't want to break her precious hair…I mean, do you know how long it took her to grow it past shoulder length?). Just the thought of Jake made her realize that he was no longer by her side to comfort nor smile to her.

After speed-walking from the alley, Trixie walked towards her school establishment, hoping that this thing would leave her alone. But it looked like she didn't get her wish…

"What ever you are, you betta' leave me alone!" Trixie thought angrily as she pushed impolitely through a big crowd of high-school students who were roaming all over the parking lot, blocking her way to the school entrance.

'Nah…I'm not gonna leave you alone,' the voice informed with a touch of amusement to its' tone, which made Trixie's frustrations go over the roofs.

'Grrr,' the Carter chick mentally growled, wondering how the hell she was going to get rid of this pest. She managed to go through a big number of students with the help of some push and a lot of loud curses of course. Pfft, Mama Trixie wasn't gonna go and ask them politely to move out of the way. Naw-ah! That wasn't her style.

Entering inside her school, adrenaline started pumping insider her veins. Her heart jumped as though she was going through a crazy roller-coaster ride. Sweat appeared faintly on her forehead. Here Trixie was, standing alone in the busy crowded hallway, not knowing what to do. What could she possibly do now? Previously, she would've just chilled and talked with her best friends but now, that wasn't the case. Jake would either be with-add air quote and Trixie's eye roll- the love of his life and Spud would be with his girlfriend. So that left Trixie bearing with the loneliness.

'As usual, I'm alone,' Trixie absent-mindedly thought as she started clicking her Timberland heels to the school's marble floor, walking towards her locker. 'Sigh, there's still 10 minutes left till class starts. Da hell is I supposed to do now?' she personally questioned at the same time as she started putting her backpack away in her locker.

'Ouh! Ouh! I know what you should do,' the feminine misty voice amusingly said, making Trixie sigh in utter exasperation.

Trixie honestly forgot that the mystery voice was still assaulting her, with all that thinking that she had been doing. She worriedly turned around, checking once again her surroundings for any weird sightings. Strangely, there was still nothing out of the ordinary that Trixie could distinguish. All there was in this corridor were teens gossiping cliché school stuff and teachers walking around with their coffee mug in their hands. Ok, if no one was following her then where was this voice coming from? Trixie's eyebrow arched in question, thinking that something was not right but the mystery voice interrupted her intense thinking-session.

'Hey, I know what you should do,' the voice purred in a sneaky volume, worrying a bit Trixie. 'You should totally touch Jake's ass,' the mystery voice perversely suggested, making Trixie widen her eyes in deep bewilderment. She couldn't believe that not only did this…thing assault her mind but it was also a mega freak.

"No! I ain't gonna go touch his ass! Da fuck is wrong with you?" Trixie mentally yelled, not believing that the voice was serious about going along with her idea.

'You should touch his ass,' the voice mused, making Trixie furrow her eyebrows in troublesome. 'His ass is just too cute.'

'No,' Trixie thoughtfully yelled, somehow feeling the energy that was emitting from the voice saddening. But the African-American teen had to admit, Jake's ass was cute but that wasn't going to pursue her into do so. I mean, she hadn't talked with her Jake-boy for a while. She'd look weird as fuck…and freaky. Ok, yes Trixie was a major freak but she tended to keep it undercover. "I don't wanna!"

'Yes, you should and I know you wanna touch his little cute butt,' persuaded the mystery voice but Trixie shook her head stubbornly, as though she was a child trying to avoid eating vegetables. Once again, Trixie did find his ass cute but come on people! She couldn't do that! Dang, this voice was really becoming weird.

Not bearing with the voice's weirdness, Trixie randomly started banging her head numerously to her closed locker, hoping that this was all a dream. But once again, she didn't get her wish. This was the reality unfortunately. Her awkward repetitive action attracted attention, making teens from the hallway wonder if Trixie was mentally retarded. Not minding at all the unwanted attention, the black-purple haired continued hitting her head until the voice had spoken.

'God, stop doing that! You're making me feel dizzy,' requested the feminine voice, making Trixie suddenly stop her action with wide eyes upon her ebony face. She just realized something about this voice. This thing just stated that she was dizzy because of all that head-banging. It was as though the voice was actually inside Trixie. Wait! Had this voice been in Trixie's mind this whole time? That would explain the reason Trixie was able to respond to it through thoughts. What the fuck was going on here? Oh god! Someone tell this girl that she wasn't going all mental crazy and stuff. Mama Trixie wasn't ready to be in some coo-coo hospital.

'Da fuck?! You inside of me ain't you?!' Trixie delicately and frantically placed her hands onto her face, worried that something was going to happen to it. She couldn't believe it! What the hell was this voice going to do to her? Was it going to hypnotize her? Or maybe, make it explode. Ugh, she didn't want her head to explode…its got eyes and she needed them. I mean, how was this chick going to see her favorite show; the Ghetto Housewives of LA? Many questions consumed Trixie's mind in a deep abyss of curiosity. Soon, she was pulled out of that abyss and placed back in reality, once again, by the voice.

"Look Trishelle Carter, you shouldn't be scared of me. I'm not a scary thing. I'm just a magical inner voice that's supposed to guide you through your problems that you'll surely encounter in the future," informed the inner voice as Trixie's mouth gaped in awe and shock, bewildered to this whole thing. To the shocked Carter, this was utterly shocking. At this point, she just wanted to run out of her high school and run back to her cozy bed, where warmth would be waiting to envelope her. She wondered why she didn't just stayed back in bed, maybe this problem wouldn't had occurred if she did so. After staying silent for a couple of seconds, Trixie held the courage to utter intellectually a question. I mean, she gotta say something. She couldn't just stand by her locker with a gaping face, that wouldn't help solve this absurd problem.

'S-so you like sum' kind of conscious or somethin'?' Trixie somehow could feel the energy emitting from the voice gladdening, internally telling her that it was happy from the girl's fast- learning skills.

'Well, I guess you could say that but in a magical and mystical way, you know?'That sentence had immediately alarmed Trixie. Wowowow, what did the voice meant by magic?

'S-so you like sum' kind of conscious or somethin'?'Trixie somehow could feel the energy emitting from the voice gladdening, internally telling her that it was happy from the girl's fast learning.

'Well, I guess you could say that but in a magical and mystical way you know?'That sentence had immediately alarmed Trixie. W-wait...what did she met by 'in a magical and mystical way'? Did this thing from her mind come from the magical realm? Trixie was beyond confused by all this.

The school bell had suddenly rang, indicating Trixie that it was time for her to head on to her first class of the day; Drama class. To you guys, you may not find that class harmful but to this African-American, it was a different story. Rose and Jake happened to be in her class; therefore she'd have to bear 45 minutes of watching the couple make out shamelessly. But on the bright side, Spud is also in Drama class. At least his presence would make things a lot better.

Drawing eyebrows together, Trixie started running towards the school stairs to reach the third floor of the school building; where drama class awaited for her already-late presence. She had to run quick to her class before her teacher notices her lateness. But the fact that she runs really slowly in a hooligan manner didn't help her situation, especially when her- freaky as fuck-conscious was booing her annoyingly.

'Boo, you stink at running. You run like a freakin' chihuahua!'Trixie could somehow feel the inner voice smirking mockingly, which made her suck on her teeth displeasingly.

'Shut the fuck before I whoop yo' ass like there's no tomorrow,'the sassy Carter chick inwardly threatened (and mentally patted herself on the back for having that ghetto attitude) while running across the school's enormous corridor to reach the stairs.

'No, I should be whooping your ass-oh wait! That'll be Jake's job once you guys will finally date,'back-sassed the inner voice, making heat appear in Trixie's cheeks. Goddammit, why does this voice keep giving her dirty ideas...dammit! With this conscious, the Carter chick would never reach her class before her teacher notices her lateness.

Trixie was so deep in her mental argument with her inner voice that she didn't notice a certain couple walking in front her, until she accidentally bumped on him and fell on the floor. "Shit," she cursed under her breath while smoothly rubbing her butt, in attempt in soothing away the light pain. Just as she was going to curse out the person whom bumped on, her body immediately froze. It turned out the couple was Jake Long and Rose Tyler.

She didn't understand why the hell these two were here. They should be in drama class by now, doing acting activities with the classmates. Hm, looks like today was Trixie's lucky day; she stumbled upon the trophy couple. Oh joy... She honestly didn't feel like seem them this early; she'd rather avoid them, that'd way she wouldn't be in so much pain. It was bad enough she had seen them both making out this morning around her street. That image was still engraved in her mind, shattering her heart into pieces.

Jake was utterly surprised to stumble upon Trixie. He actually didn't mind the encounter; he was just a bit amazed to finally meet her after a while. Scratching his head sheepishly, Jake smiled with friendliness. "Sorry Trixie for bumping on you, we didn't notice you there..." he apologized casually as Rose entwined lovingly her hand with his.

Even though Trixie held a friendly smile, she was hurt on the inside. Jake only called her'Trixie'; not in her usual nickname like'Trix' or 'Mama 'Trixie'. To the heartbroken Carter, it meant something. It meant Jake merely see her as an 'associate'. In other words, a friend who he knew but would only acknowledges her existence when they'd cross paths in the hallway with a couple of 'hi' and'bye'. And that ain't cool for her. Her false smile of casualty had transformed into a real frown of fury.

For some odd reason, she wasn't upset anymore.

She was angry now. Utterly angry.

She was angry at everything. She was angry at the world for making her drown slowly in the sea of pure loneliness. She was angry at Spud for being too occupied with his girlfriend; not having the time to make her smile and support her through her current breakdown. She was angry at Jake for not seeing her as a close friend anymore; seeing her as a mere memory that was cruelly fading away. She was mostly furious, enraged at Rose for taking away Jakey-boy from her. It was as if darkness swam in her blood, giving her the courage to gain a fiesty/ghetto attitude back, with a touch of negativity.

"Boy you betta' watch where you goin'," Trixie remarked in a feisty manner as she got up from the floor, dusting herself in the process. "Can't yo blind ass see that I need to go to class?"

Rose wasn't really listening as her ears were plugged by her earphones, consumed by music. Her attention wasn't really there as her eyes too focused on her Apple electronic. But Jake on the other hand was shocked.

Jake blinked, not believing what he was hearing. W-wait? Did Trixie just snapped at him? He didn't see that coming because it had been a while since she showed her feisty attitude to the world, ever since he started dating Rose. Now that he thought about it, it was like the girl's ball of energy and enthusiasm had faltered away after Rose's reappearance in his life. But he doubted it was the reason to the chick's recent change of personality.

"Sheesh, my bad girl...I was too busy with my phone," he said nonchalantly. "Anyway, have you seen gold bracelet anywhere?" he asked, being too oblivious to notice Trixie's mood darkening. "Because Rose dropped it and I'm helping her look for it."

Trixie's anger had dangerously tripled as she heard the sickening name of his girlfriend come out of his mouth. Why Jake's world is mainly consisted of Rose? Rose just had to come first before everything else like; his dragon duties, his skateboard activities, his friends, and even...Trixie. The ebony chick could just feel this dark abnormal force boosting up her jealousy to infinity. Her eyes narrowed antagonistically to her Asian friend, unbeknownst to the fact that her clenched hands were enveloped in an absurd purple illumination. It was as though the unknown purple light represented her current dark emotion.

"I don't know where it is," Trixie retorted with anger evident in her voice.

Jake arched an eyebrow in question to the girl's unpleasant tone. He wondered what the girl's problem was. He had the sudden impression that Trixie was mad at him. Other than accidentally bumping onto her, he didn't do anything wrong for her to be upset. All he did was mentioning Rose's name…that was all. "Dang girl, had a bad day or something?" Jake asked innocently as his onyx eyes looked through her Hershey brown eyes.

"Nothin' wrong with me Jacob," Trixie gritted her teeth, feeling her soul being eaten alive by the force of anger. But her heart was inwardly telling her this wasn't a normal feeling of anger. It was as though her emotion had been poisoned, worsening its boiling condition.

Jake was flabbergasted by Trixie's usage of his government name. Even though it had been a while since Jake had actually hung out with Trixie but he knew one thing; when Trixie uses his real name, it's because she's mad-as-hell. And that ain't good. But at the same time, he couldn't help but get a bit upset by it too. He personally wanted to reconnect correctly with her since two best-friends had drifted apart...Not meet and make her upset.

"Seriously, what's wrong girl?" He asked once more with worry making a petite appearance in Jake's facial expression. Surprisingly, Rose didn't even pay attention to the duo's intense interaction; her blue eyes were constantly focused on the video she was watching on her iPod.

Trixie tsked darkly; eerily surprised that Jake had noticed her existence for once. "Boy please, we all know you don't give a shit about me. Only yo little Rose," she spat, mimicking an innocent little girl's voice to emphasize the last word of her sentence in a mocking way. Trixie couldn't contain her anger any longer. Her inner demons were starting to spill out uncontrollably. It was as though she held no control over her mind anymore; it was being possessed by some mysterious dark force. A part of her was panicking for causing trouble to Jake while the other part was evilly smirking in triumph. She internally didn't know why she was feeling like this...

Jake didn't understand why Trixie was acting like that. He knew under that facade of anger, there was a sign of sadness. But what did he do to upset her like that? His worry immediately rocketed as his eyes landed upon her hands who were glowing in a mystic-like purple. "Trixie, lemme see your hands! Now!"

Trixie couldn't take it anymore; anger was taking a major toll on her. With warmth darkness empowering her broken soul, Trixie absentmindedly swung her hands in the air. "No!"

After she screamed in fury, something incredible happened.Something everyone thought wouldn't happen in this world. Something that made Jake's body completely frozen, unable to react to such shocking discovery. Something that finally swiped Rose's attention from her Apple electronic. The couple stood there with their faces slightly-slacked and mouth widely open. They froze to a point where they weren't noticing their lack of breathing. They couldn't believe what their eyes were seeing.

And so did Trixie.

Trixie's hand unintentionally flickered a purple energy in the air, causing its sparkly heating self to make a dangerous contact with Rose's iPod. The apple electronic erupted in flames, making Rose carelessly throw it away from her grasp to not get burned. After that, everything became eerily quiet.

Silence.

Not one ounce of sound was found in the dead silent air. Silence capacitated the three shocked teenagers.

Hazel eyes, Aquamarine eyes and Onyx eyes stared amazingly into the flaming object that lied on the school corridor floor. Three were sucked deeply in an inescapable abyss of thoughts, trying their hardest to comprehend the meaning of this current situation. But they just couldn't with shock taking over their minds. Jake and Rose tried hard to understand how a sudden beam of visible heat appeared from their fellow's fingers...especially since she is a human being. This was just...incomprehensible.

And as for Trixie, shock instantly flew away, only to be replaced by fear. She skittishly lifted her trembling hands up to her view, observantly looking for any ounce of irregularity. Purple energy spine-chillingly radiated from her hands. Her nerves were getting the best of her at this point. Her inside was wrenched in knots, unable to stomach the shocking scene. She didn't understand how the hell she did that. She didn't know if she was becoming some…monster. So the only thing she could do was run.

Trixie ran through the hallway, far away from the two wide-eyed students. She didn't know where she wanted to go but she wanted to be far away from the awkward situation. She deeply needed to be alone right now. She continued running as though her life had depended on it, until she saw the girls' bathroom in her view.

Without further do, she opened the girls' bathroom door and rushed inside but something caught her attention. 'What the hell is wrong with me?! How the hell did I do that?!' Trixie thought to herself as she paced back and forth, deepening herself in thoughts. But a certain voice from her head had disrupted her thinking.

'Trixie, turn around.'

Desperately in need of answers to this absurd problem, Trixie followed her dark conscious's order and turned around, only to see something shocking in the bathroom mirror.

A mirror is an object that reflects the person's exact image right? Well, what Trixie was seeing wasn't her reflection. She was seeing...someone else.

She was seeing an African-American lady who wore a black lacy Lolita dress that hugged her womanly curves, a pair of purple-black stockings, a black vest with sleeves, a black pointy wizard hat and a heart-shaped necklace. Her hair was wavy, letting its' long length fall to her mid-back. She was also holding a wooden magic wand.

Suddenly Trixie's heart stopped as she realized the lady from the mirror has her Hershey brown eyes, her full lips, her body, her cat-like smile. Then a cracked thought came into her mind as her finger slowly touched the mirror's glassed surface, 'T-that's… me.'

A/N: Yup, again…sorry for taking forever uploading :/! And I wanted to put Spud on this chapter but I decided to put him on the next chapter so he could be presented properly :D! I promise y'all…he will appear next time :) Well, remember everyone…review is love :D!