You are Timmy, you are 15 now and I have absolutely NO idea how old Vicky is you still have Wanda and Cosmo, youve got taller and sexier. Youre also a hell of a lot braver.
How come Im ALWAYS ignored? HELLO! I dont need babysitting anymore! you yell at the top of your voice as Vicky enters the room. Get away from me.
Shut up ass.
HAVE FUN TIMMY!! your mum screams as your dad drags her out the front door. You groan loudly and slump in front of the T.V. Vicky see you and smirks then opens her mouth to yell at you but you beat her to it.
No! Im not moving icky!
TWERP MOVE! Wait what?
Im sitting here.
She looks stunned and you realise that this is the first time in ages she has seen let alone babysit you. She takes to squeezing on the edge of the sofa. She gazes at the T.V which has scrubs playing.