Author's Note: Well... My friend wants to (okay, I kinda begged her to) publish her fanfiction here... So, yeah, I didn't write any of this. I just edited it a bunch and am here to publish it! All (okay, most...) of the following author's notes will be written by my friend, whose name shall be... Bearcub.

Actual Author's Note: Hellooooooooooo

I'm kind of new to this so please bearrrr with me. Hahah okay honestly, that was a terrible pun but bearrrr with me. Am I annoying you? Okay sorry.

Welcome my friends to the wonderful fanfiction of TRATIE where you will learn your abc's throughout a series of laughter, yelling, getting hurt, yelling, stealing, yelling, planting, yelling, oh yeah a teensy bit of love. (yelling.)

Disclaimer (note that this is for all chapters because I'm not going back and writing at again and again and again and 26 times, So there)

I wish I was Rick Riordan.

But I am not Rick Riordan

But if I was Rick Riordan

I WOULD MAKE TRATIE CANON!

A is for Amphitheater

Katie smiled. It was a nice day today. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the flowers were growing nicely, and best of all, no Travis Stoll.

She was currently watering the tulips in her garden, quietly humming to herself. When she was done with watering the tulips, she went to water the roses. After the roses were the lavenders. And then to the strawberries- Crunch.

Katie stared at a pair of dirty sneakers on her strawberry plant. She slowly looked up and saw a wicked grin on a boy, his blue eyes sparkled with mischief and his dark curly hair plastered on his forehead.

"What, Travis? What is so important that you had to come over here and kill my strawberry plants!" Katie slapped his sneakers, trying to get him to move. He didn't.

"Hey Katie Kat-"

"Don't call me that!" she brushed her hair out of her eyes, glaring at him.

Travis rolled his eyes before smiling, "No problemo Kitkat. Sooo… Want to go to the movies with me?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because stupid Conner dared me. Why would I want to go to the movies with you, Gardiner." Travis snorted.

Even though she absolutely loathed him, that comment stung her. So Katie replied with a cold tone, "No."

"No?"

"No."

Travis frowned, "Why not, Gardiner?" then he smiled, "Too afraid to go to the movies with a great guy like me?"

That was when he when he was pelted with soil and rocks as he ran out shouting, "ABUSE! ABUSE!"

When he was out of reach, he looked back and kicked the grass. "Dang," he muttered, "now I owe Conner twenty bucks."

But Travis would not give up. He will save his oh so wonderful twenty bucks. Travis smiled. His plan was great! A work of pure genius! His plan was to… was to… Travis slumped on the ground. He got nothing.

Then a thought entered his mind. It was flawless. Perfect. Apparently his plan was try to bother Katie as much as possible until she agreed.

If only all plans were flawless.

Day One:

"Go away Travis." Katie groaned when he interrupted her while reading.

"OH KATIE KAT! OH KATIE KAT! GO TO THE STUPID DARN MOVIES WITH-"

A book hit Travis's face.

Day Two:

"Please?"

"No."

"Plu-lez?"

Katie pushed him into the pool, he holding her arm so they both fell in.

Day Three

"I'll pay you."

"I wouldn't go to the movies with you for a hundred dollars."

"Ouch."

Katie punched him.

"Ouch."

Day Four

"Travis, just leave me alone." Katie complained when he nearly crushed some tulips in the garden.

"Not until you-"

"Fine."

"Fine?"

"Just stop bothering me and I'll go! Just go!" Katie pushed him angrily off her driveway. Two little kids looked at him as she stormed to her home.

"And that's how you do it." Travis gave the kids a thumbsup before walking away, whistling.

Author's Note: Was that okay? Eyyyyyy? Okay goodbye. (: