Chapter One: Welcome to Dimmsdale High!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairly Odd Parents.

When Tootie walked in the doors of Dimmsdale High for the first day of her freshman year she froze. She was nervous as any freshman would be on their first day of high school. She took a deep breath and marched forward. She began to calm down as she saw the familiar faces of her classmates that she had known since elementary school. She noticed how each one of them had changed. Sanjay had filled out and was really muscular now. He also had gotten contacts which made his dark brown eyes more visible. Elmer's boil went away between sixth and seventh grade but had been replaced with a slew of zits that were partially covered by a mop of greasy red hair. AJ's little crop of hair did not stop him from finishing at the top of their eighth grade class last year or enrolling in almost all AP classes this year. Chester got his braces off in the beginning of seventh grade around the same time Tootie had hers removed. His blond hair now fell to his tan shoulders. However, he still reeked of dead opossums. Gross!

As she walked down the hall, she kept eyes peeled for Timmy. Where was he? Then she heard a familiar high pitched voice to her left. That horrible familiar feeling at the pit of her stomach returned as she turned to see Trixie Tang gossiping away to Veronica. Tootie thought she was going to be sick. Trixie was as beautiful as ever if not more beautiful. Tootie knew that Timmy would start chasing Trixie again as he done for so many years. What hurt Tootie the most is that she knew that there was no way she could ever compete with Trixie looks wise. Sure, she had changed some over the years but in no way she considered herself pretty. Plus, Trixie was a junior and she was a freshman. What chance did she have against a junior?

Tootie turned away from Trixie and continued walking down the hall. She hadn't noticed that her shoe lace had come untied. Within a few paces of where she stopped, she tripped and fell forward into a boy. Her glasses flew off in the process so she couldn't see who she knocked over.

"Sorry" she said as she looked for her glasses.

Then, she saw them. She picked up her lavender horn rimmed glasses that she had had since elementary school and put them back on. Then, she jumped up when she realized who she was on top of.

"Oh, sorry, Remy!" she blushed.

"Well, that was some way to begin high school!" Remy blurted out sarcastically as he got up and smoothed his while polo. He then looked at his attacker. "Tootie? Is that you? I didn't recognize you at first with the bangs but I like them."

"Thanks, Remy" Tootie said as she bent down to lace up her converse, "Have you seen Timmy?"

"No, I'm afraid not" Remy replied.

"Thanks anyway! See ya later!" Tootie continued on her way.

"See ya!" Remy called after her.

Tootie was relieved that Remy had grown out of his snobbiness in middle school but she still found it strange the way he muttered to his bright purple watch. She shook the thought and went into the office to pick up her schedule and locker number. She walked up to the desk and flipped through the freshman stack for her schedule. She soon found it. Her locker number and combo were printed in the top left hand corner.

"Locker 135, 16-45-03" she murmured to herself as she walked out.

She looked at her schedule: Civics, Algebra II, Biology, English I, P.E., Choir, Spanish I. Once again wasn't looking where she was going. She bumped into two tall people.

"Sorry" she said as she looked up to see Tad and Chad glaring down at her.

"Watch it, freshman!" barked Tad.

"Tad, how about we teach her some respect for upper classmen?" Chad proposed.

Uh oh, thought Tootie.

"What a splendid idea, Chad" Tad replied.

They both grinned and moved on either side of her grabbing her arms and guiding her out into the crowded hall. Tootie knew that it was useless fighting being only five feet tall. There was no way she could take on two six foot tall, muscular junior boys. She wondered what humiliation she would be subject to. She looked around. The trash cans couldn't be opened so they wouldn't try stuffing her into one. They couldn't bring her into the guys' bathroom and they couldn't go into the girls' bathroom so a swirly was out of the question. Tootie was very familiar with torture. Her older sister, Vicky, had tortured her in every possible way before she left for Firestone University.

Then she saw Trixie and Veronica and she realized what was going on.

"What are you two doing with that girl?" Trixie asked.

"She needs to learn respect for her upper classmen" Tad answered.

"We thought you would like to do the honors" said Chad.

"Now aren't you two sweet?" said Trixie, "I would love too. Veronica, do you have any ideas?"

Veronica whispered something to Trixie. Tootie knew this wouldn't be good. Tad and Chad still held on to her. Trixie smiled and pulled her make-up bag out. She pulled out a tube of red lipstick. Trixie picked Tootie's face up and colored the tip of her nose red then removed her glasses and drew red vertical lines above and below her eyes. She replaced Tootie's glasses and put some lipstick on and around Tootie's lips making them appear big and clown-like.

"Now" Trixie said to her, "Get everyone's attention and say 'Trixie Tang is fairest of them all.' Got that?"

Tootie nodded and Tad and Chad let go of her.

"Excuse me, everyone, may I your attention?" Tootie said.

Everyone in the hall turned and stared at her.

"Trixie Tang…is… the fairest… of them all" Tootie said as tears started to form.

Tootie then darted towards the bathroom through a crowd of snickering and whispering teenagers. Tears blurred her vision. She couldn't make out faces or see where she was going. She bumped into someone, again.

"Tootie?" said a familiar voice, "What happened to you?"

Tootie removed her glasses and wiped the tears out of her eyes. She put her glasses back on and looked up. Timmy stood staring at her with confusion in his deep blue eyes.

"Timmy! I-I" She couldn't get anymore words out.

Her eyes filled with tears again and she continued running. She couldn't believe Timmy saw her like that! He looked absolutely perfect this morning with his pink hat turned backwards, perfectly messy brown hair, and those beautiful, blue eyes! Well, she looked…she would know in a minute. She burst through the bathroom door and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked like a clown! To make things worse, her tears had smudged the lipstick around her eyes so she looked like one of those sad clowns in those paintings. She walked over to the sink and took off her glasses. She turned on the water and muttered to herself, "Welcome to Dimmsdale High, Tootie."

Thank you for reading chapter one! I hope you enjoyed it. Chapter two is coming soon. In the mean time, read a good book, get some fresh air, and see a good show. Peace out for now!