i really support trixie/spud, but im getting tired of almost nobody writing about them. i love all four of those stories especially the one by evilevergreen.

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Trixie Carter woke up with a jolt as her alarm clock blasted out tunes from her favorite radio station. She got up and rubbed her eyes.

' What time did I sleep?' she thought to herself.

She walked lazily to her bathroom and did all the usual morning preparations. The radio kept playing as she brushed her teeth, pulled her long, sleek hair into a high ponytail and dabbed some lip gloss over her lips. She grabbed a black t-shirt with a picture of Tupac on it, a black hoodie, and a random pair of pair of blue jeans.

" TRIXIE! BREAKFAST IS READY!" she heard her grandmother yell.

" YEAH, I'M COMIN' GRANDMA!"

She grabbed her backpack and ran down the stairs to meet the wonderful smell of eggs and bacon. The table was set and her grandmother was humming while washing some dishes.

" This looks great, Grams! Thank you," she said.

Her grandmother grinned and said, " Oh baby, just wait 'till ya taste it."

Trixie devoured her breakfast and bid her grandma fairwell as she stepped outside. She was on her way to meet Jake and Spud. It was the first day of their senior year in high school. A lot has changed since she was thirteen. First, she slightly dropped her hardcore use of hip-hop lingo. Second, her style changed from tomboy, to the hot girl who isn't very feminine. Third, she was no longer going out with Kyle Wilkins. That son of a bitch cheated on her when she was sick. She was feeling horrible when Jake called her and said that he saw Kyle making out with Tracy, a cheerleader, at the mall.

" Jakey! Over here!" she yelled when she saw her two best friends hanging out by the entrance of the school.

Jake turned around to face.

" Hey, Trix. Damn, your lookin' good."

" Yeah, Trixie. You, like, went from Missy Elliot, to Ciara," Spud piped up.

" Thanks Spud, but I think that Missy Elliot is straight up hot."

Spud made a face.

" Uh. Is that lesbian thing? Or a girl-to-girl thing?"

" Shut up, Spud! I'm not a lesbian. I just think that Missy Elliot is hot," she said simply.

" Oh, okay, then."

The three made their way up the stairs and into the building.

" Yeah, baby! Senior year! I've been waiting a long time for this," Jake said excitedly.

" Just think guys! After this, we're off to college!" Trixie said.

" And then we get jobs, get married, have a bunch of cute little babies, get old, move into retirement homes, eat a lot of gross old people food, and then die," Spud said, shooting his fist into the air.

Jake and Trixie were staing at him, shaking their heads.

" I swear, Spud, sometimes I think your momma dropped you on your head when you were a baby, cuz you always be straight trippin'," Trixie said.

" What? It's probably true."

They headed into their first class and took their seats. The teacher came in and started introducing himself.

" Hello there. I am Mr. Winderson and I am your History teacher. Now as you all should know, history is a subject worth delicate listening and thinking. Please not that this class is worth 25 of each semester grade..."

Jake, who was sitting in between Trixie and Spud, was writing something on a piece of paper. He threw it to Trixie.

' This dude reminds me of proffesor Rotwood, except without the accent.'

' I think that he's gonna make this year boring like Professor Rotwood. I'm not down with this guy.'

' Hey, you want to go the skate park after school? My Gramps is busy with the store. I cant believe that people are finally buyin' stuff from there!'

' Good things come to those who wait, I guess. And, yeah I'll be there. What about Spud?'

' Yeah, I'll tell him, too.'

" Mr. Long, Ms. Carter. Detention. After school. My classroom," Mr. Winderson said.

Jake and Trixie looked up.

" What? That's no fair I have stuff to do after school!"

" Deal with it, Mr. Long."

Trixie sighed. This was not a good way to start off the new year.

After school, Spud said good-bye to the two while they stayed behind. Two more students entered the room. One was a girl and the other was a boy. The girl was wering a pink t-shirt and tight, tight jeans. Her blonde hair was smooth and silky and her blue eyes were radiant. The boy was wearing a ' From First To Last ' T-shirt and chain jeans. His hair was spiked and had red highlights.

" What did you two get sent for," the boy asked. Him and the girl sat in the seats in front of them.

" Passing notes. Dude, it's so unfair. Today was my only day off and I have to spend it here. Oh and, by the way, I'm Jake Long and that's my friend Trixie Carter."

" I'm Peter Lewis. I got detention for telling Mr. Winderstupid to screw himself," Peter said. Trixie laughed and Jake grinned.

" Awsome," he said.

" What did you get busted for?" Trixie asked the girl.

" I was making out with a guy in the back of the classroom. He was cute, we were flirting, and then I kissed him. No big deal. Oh, and ny name is Erika."

" Nice one. Your okay in my book," Trixie said while shaking her hand.

Mr. Winderson entered the classroom and told them to stay quiet and behaved. Then he left to eat lunch in the cafetiria.

Three minutes in, Peter got up and locked the door to the classroom.

" Let's do something," he said.

" What do you want to do?" Erika asked.

" How about truth or dare?" Trixie suggested.

" That's too old-school," Jake said.

" How about hardcore truth or dare?" Peter said.

" What's that," Erika asked.

" It's a game where the dares are really hardcore. You, know. Like, really gross or mind-blowing or something. And the truths are really personal."

" I'm down with it," Trixie said.

" Yeah, let's play," Jake said.

Trixie smiled.

' This is going to be interesting'

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I think that was too short and it sucked. The trixie/spud is going to be later in the story.

farewell,

lastthingfromsane