Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the show “The Fairly Odd Parents”…(mutters) but I wish I did. (gets hit on the arm.) OW! What!
Summary: The gang is in their Senior year of high school. After years of wanted his attention, is Tootie finally winning Timmy over? And more importantly, with the new guy from Ohio named Taylor hanging around, will Tootie even want Timmy? Trixie and Veronica have finally lost it. They’re going on a “popularity” power trip that makes “Mean Girls” look like afternoon tea. And with everybody as their targets, what is anybody to do?
5:45 : Wake up; irritated by the irritating sound of buzzing that scraped her nerves. (why couldn’t the dumb clock beep instead?)
5:47 : Go to the bathroom to brush teeth; critical of her reflection staring back at her. Your hair shouldn’t be black. Your skin is too pale. Are your teeth shifting back again? Your contacts seem to be making your eyes red. Your eyebrows don’t have enough arch… This was followed by a feeling of sadness. She felt too plain. She felt she wasn’t pretty, and looking at her reflection seemed like a painful reminder. She forced herself not to look at her reflection as was her general routine.
5:53 : Go through closet, and find something to wear; chagrined that no matter what she wore, she’d never get Timmy to notice her as more than a friend. This was followed by a self-scolding, chastising herself for being ungrateful. At least he acknowledges you now. Can’t you be glad over that? Before, he wouldn’t even talk to you, and at least now he says hello to you at school. This was followed by shame over her “ungratefulness”, and anger over the fact that no matter how grateful she was, it wasn’t going to get attention from any guy.
6:00 : Eat breakfast, satisfied by wicked daydreams of various ways of Trixie’s downfall: Trixie starting a fight with Tootie, followed by Tootie swiftly taking her down, and Timmy realizing his undying love for her…Trixie as a dragon trying to destroy Tootie, and Timmy as her knight in shining armor…Trixie falling from the top of the cheerleading pyramid, and breaking a leg… all of which would never happen because Tootie was too nice of a person.
6:30: Drive to school; anxiously mentally preparing herself for another day of torture, reminding her of how friendless she was, how she’d never have a relationship, how she’d never be anything more than “that cute geek who used to stalk Timmy” and “that hot nerdy girl”. Cute…hot…hmph. I must not be that cute, considering guys are too worried about their social status to date me…
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