Disclaimer: I love this show. I really do. It's one of the few shows by "It's a Laugh" productions that actually makes me laugh. WoWP is alright, SWAC is just dismal in the humor department and Hannah Montana hasn't been chuckle-worthy since season one and this pairing is very unappreciated/non-existent in the fandom world so far. That needs to change.

So I bring you the first Tripp/Izzy fic.

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MY NEXT SONG WILL BE TITLED: THAT HOT-CREEPY GIRL

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Hot-creepy is not a word. There's "creepy" and there's "hot". I stuck to my guns on that all until the word escaped me Tuesday night while hanging out with my friend Izzy.

"I just need one lens from Billy Joe's sunglasses and then I'm set."

"You are so hot-creepy."

It was then that I couldn't decide what was creepier, me admitting my friend Izzy was "hot" or using the phrase "hot-creepy". I bit down on my tongue hard to prevent anything stupid from further exiting it but Izzy hardly seemed to notice.

"Aw, thanks, I guess you're kinda hot-creepy too when you're doing things like letting rock stars sleep in your bedroom."

I was so used to insults from her that I wasn't sure if it was a compliment or not, either way I wasn't going to take it easily.

"Hey, I'm not creepy."

She cocked her head to the side, letting her brown hair cascade down her back, not blinking twice before shooting back a snappy retort. "Then I guess you're not hot either. Hot and creepy go together you know."

I gave her a "you are more than possibly insane" look and left the garage, really certain that I can't have been thinking she was anything but the creepy in the equation, but for a second there she called me hot and I couldn't help but grin. Maybe there are those that are hot-creepy somewhere in the world (or my garage) but Arlene is most certainly not it. Annoying-creepy could be a valid word too.

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