"Tobin Powell Heath, if I don't see your pretty lil face in 7 seconds, I'm going to the game without you!" Lauren Cheney yelled from the front door.
Tobin and Cheney were on their way to pick up Amy Rodriguez from her house, then fly to Coquimbo, Chile to watch the 2008 FIFA Women's U20 World Cup. They thought it would be cool to see some faces that they were going to play with in a few years. Maybe make some friends.
"Lauren Nicole Cheney, if you do not see my pretty lil face in 7 seconds, you're still going to wait for me because I'm driving!" Tobin countered from the bathroom. "And because you love me!"
Lauren huffed in anger, then quickly accepted the fact that she truly did love her friend and would just text Amy that they might be a little late.
As she was opening her messaging app, Tobin came running into the room with her hand on her watch and stopped it as soon as she stopped in front of Lauren.
"6.973 seconds," Tobin sighed in relief and smiled at the girl standing in front of her, "you aren't leaving even if you were serious."
"Whatever, loser," Cheney said rolling her eyes, "let's just go before we're late for our flight."
The girls hurried out of the house and got into Tobin's car, and made it to the end of the street before Tobin turned around and ran into the house without speaking a word to Cheney."Tobin, what the actual fu-"
Before Cheney could finish her statement, Tobin shut the front door and reemerged into the car. She handed Cheney a small gift bag, buckled her seatbelt, and drove off again. Cheney opened the gift bag and gasped at what she saw.
"Tobs, thanks so much! How did you know?" Cheney blurted as she pulled out her special conditioner. This conditioner was special because it worked really well with her curly hair, and Tobin was all for those curls.
"Well, I was stocking up on tampons and I noticed that you had it under the sink labelled 'Take or Be Taken' in your handwriting and I figured I should take." Cheney was nodding along, wondering how she could have forgotten to bring it. "Then I looked in the shower to see if I should bring anything else, and I saw a bottle just like the one I was holding and figured it was your conditioner. I looked for a little goodie bag and that's why I didn't show my pretty lil face sooner. Then I just forgot about it until I was thinking about how I'm gonna keep my hair out of my face while driving." Tobin then looked displeased with thinking about it again, so when she came to a stop sign, she quickly threw her hair up.
"Tobin I love you so much," Cheney stated flatly. She was also putting her hair in a bun.
"I love me too, I'm heckin' great."
"Heckin'? How old are you, 6?"
"Oh how I wish I was."
"The world would be better place."
Tobin punched Lauren in the arm and continued driving.
After 10 minutes, the girls arrive at A-Rod's house. Tobin was gonna text or even call her, but Cheney already had one hand on the steering wheel, and her head out the sunroof.
"AMY JOY RODRIGUEZZZZ" Cheney yelled while repeatedly honking, "AMY WE'RE HERE. AMY THERE'S PEOPLE LOOKING OUT THEIR WINDOWS. AMY HURRY BEFORE YOU GET A NOISE COMPLAINT. A-RODDDDOh hey A-Rod how's is hanging?"
Amy entered the car and smacked Lauren's hand away from the horn and pulled her down back into a sitting position. She had her hood up when she left the house, and now she's pulling her strings so that it's tighter. "Jus-just drive T-Tobin," Amy stuttered. Tobin was backing out of Amy's driveway and looked down at her friend, scared that she was crying, but was relieved when she saw a smile grow on her face. Cheney was laughing her ass off, and pretty soon everyone was as well. Tobin almost ran a red light because of the tears formed from her laughter.
Cheney was the first to speak actual English. "A-Rod, who's that lady 2 doors down? She looked like she was ready to come out with a broom."
"Or a shotgun," Tobin added.
Amy recovered. "Her name's Ethel. She's like 60. Her cats always run up and down the street and I don't blame them. She's that kind of old lady, the one that yells at you for being near her plants and always glares at you. One time a guy down the street threw a party and she complained about his lights being too bright. He had his basement lights on only. Otherwise the house was completely dark." Amy chuckled, thinking back to that night.
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Tobin was asleep before the pilot could tell everyone to shut their phones off. Cheney wasn't too far behind. Both girls were up all night talking about the kind of men that were gonna be in the stadium, and tried learning a little Spanish. They both were able to order food from any restaurant before they crashed at 4 in the morning. They woke up at 8 and got ready until 11 in the evening, 2 hours before their flight took off. Amy, unlike her best friends, fell asleep at a reasonable time, so she stayed awake, watching the Lion King, then read the book she brought along when the film was over.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived at La Florida Airport. We hope your flight was comfortable and enjoy your stay." It was 9:45 in the morning. Lauren woke up after hearing the rude pilot interrupt her slumber, and when A-Rod had set her book down, Cheney took it and hit Tobin in the head with it.
"OW! WHAT THE HELL?" Tobin yelled. She rubbed her head and looked out her window, seeing the airport, then looked to her right, seeing Cheney looking up from the book she was holding and looked shocked.
"Oh my god, Tobin are you okay??" Cheney acted as best she could, and it convinced Tobin, but Amy was giggling while grabbing her bag.
Tobin took her hands off her head and looked at them to see if there was blood. "I don't know, why don't you ask my head. Or that book."
Cheney was breaking, but continued her act. "Goodness, Tobs, what's wrong with you? One minute you're sleeping peacefully and next you're yelling and blaming it on-" Lauren looked at the title of the book. "Book: The Book by John Smith." Cheney looked at Amy like "Really?" A-Rod just shrugs and smirked.
Tobin, however, took the book while Cheney was looking at A-Rod and hit Lauren in the head with it. "There, we're even."
Cheney rubbed her head, but instead of yelling like Tobin did, she just glared at her friend and began putting her headphones away in her bag. Amy reached over to Tobin and took the book. She slid off the cover and the actual title read "The History of Patrick Star" and showed it off like those girls on QVC. This quickly lightened the mood, and soon the girls were off the plane and on their way to their hotel.
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FanfictionTobin and Alex have been a thing for quite some time now. But when Alex is faced between choosing her girlfriend, and a very, very close friend, what is Tobin meant to do? (I'll try to keep this as close to reality as possible but obviously there wi...