Hello all! This is my very first fic on this site, and my very first Jimmy Neutron fanfic. I hope you like it. I kind of got off to a slow start, but it will start to pick up. If you like it let me know, and if you don't... let me know that too!
Murphy's Law
Chapter 1: No Sense
(Murphy's Law: things will go wrong in any given situation, if you give them a chance. -Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.)
Girls made no sense to boys. It was a scientific fact, really. Jimmy Neutron, teenage genius, knew this and yet his inquisitive mind continued to try to solve the ever-present enigma. As the years went by, it seemed that they only got more confusing, especially a certain beautiful blonde girl named Cindy Vortex. At eighteen Jimmy was no closer to understanding her than he was when he was ten. She only got more beautiful and headstrong with every passing day, and Jimmy hated that he loved her.
To Jimmy, the heart was the only thing more confusing than the female of his species. Of course not the literal heart, because he understood that heart, but the metaphorical heart, the one of feelings and love, was more difficult to figure out than cold fusion.
Jimmy hated that his heart sped up every time she was near. He hated that she still found every opportunity to make fun of him. He hated that her very voice, smell, gaze, or presence could distract him to the point of embarrassment. But the one thing that he hated more than all those things put together, was the fact she was completely oblivious to what she did to him because she was to busy talking to that idiot Nick Dean.
Jimmy hadn't realized that he had spent almost all of his lunch break glaring across the cafeteria at the back of Cindy's head, until Cindy nodded at something Libby said before standing up and standing on her chair. Jimmy arched an eyebrow wondering what she could possibly be doing.
"Attention everyone!" Cindy spoke in a loud, clear, and calm voice, "I have an announcement."
The entire cafeteria went silent with curiosity. Cindy smiled slightly reveling in the brief moment of power.
"As your student body president, it is my great pleasure to announce to you the date and theme of Senior Prom!" She smiled brightly at the announcement, and the following exited chatter.
"Quiet please!" She waited until the chatter was down to few murmurs, "Senior Prom will take place on March fifth," there was a roar of outrage due to the late date, "I know, but the committee has decided that formal dances are more enjoyable in warmer weather, and besides if the Prom were to take place any earlier we would have to have it in the gym, but as it is we've decided to rent the Retroville Highend Hotel for the event."
There were loud cheers of approval as girls started planning their dress, while boys smirked to each other over the convenience of the hotel. Cindy stood on the chair smiling her gorgeous, heartwarming smile, waiting for the crowd to calm once more.
"The theme for the Senior Prom will be Wonderful Tonight Seniors will be getting their invites in the mail. Remember if you want to bring a guest from a different class or school to pick up the right forms in the office. Thank you." She smiled once more and sat down.
Jimmy shook his head clearing his mind to finally realizing what Cindy had said. Senior Prom. Sweet isotopes, Jimmy was going to have to ask a girl to go with him. Gazing across the cafeteria towards the popular table, he knew there was only one girl he would ever think of going with.
"Who wants to go to the stupid Prom anyway?" Sheen asked as he built a mashed potato mountain on his plate. Carl shrugged as he flipped another page of his "Llamas Limited" magazine, the boys really hadn't changed much throughout the years.
"Oh, I don't know." Jimmy said sarcastically, "Only every single girl in the entire school!"
The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. The boys threw away their garbage and made their way toward the gym for P.E.
"Who cares?" Sheen said with a shrug. "Why do we care what girls want? What's in it for us guys? We don't really want to get all dressed up in some hoity-toity getup just to dance around and be uncomfortable."
"God you virgins are so oblivious," a mocking voice said from behind the three best friends. Turning around, Jimmy found himself glaring at Nick Dean, the bane of his existence.
"What does sexual experience have to do with going to Senior Prom?" Jimmy snapped his glare growing more fierce.
"Only everything, Dorktron!" Nick laughed derisively and laying a hand on Jimmy's shoulder with false concern, "here let me enlighten you. Senior Prom is a big deal to girls, so if you give them what they want, they'll give you what you want. Prom night probably claims more virginity than wedding nights nowadays. Really Neutron, find a nice girls and get some."
With that said Nick smirked one last time before making his way to the locker room. Closing his eyes, Jimmy saw Cindy's smiling face before shaking his head. He would never sink to Nick's level. Cindy deserved better than that, not that she would ever go with him.
"What do you think, Jimmy? You think Nick may be onto something?" Sheen said with a far of look in his eyes.
"Oh course not," Jimmy snapped, "Nick is a jerk."
Jimmy hated Art more than any other class. Not only was art the only area in his academic career that he was flawed, but Cindy sat directly in front of him so even if he had the talent he wouldn't have the focus. Libby sat next to her best friend, and as soon as they were given free work time the two girls started chatting about the Prom, and Jimmy couldn't help himself, he had to listen in.
"So, girl, do think that you'll finally get ask to go to a dance by that one person?" Libby whispered cryptically.
"Libby!" Cindy whispered angrily, "stay quiet! You never know who could overhear us."
Libby rolled her eyes. "So what are your hopes for Prom?"
Cindy breathed a sad sigh, that gripped at Jimmy's heart, "I just wish that someone would have the guts to just ask me. It doesn't even have to be him. I…" another heavy sigh, "I just don't want to feel alone for my Senior Prom."
"Come on, girl, don't be so depressed." Libby tried to cheer up her best friend, "Here let's do a little experiment… Hey, Jimmy!"
Jimmy almost leapt out of his chair in surprise and looked up at the two girls trying not to make it obvious that he had been listening in. "Huh? What?"
"Look at Cindy compared to the other girls in school and tell us where you would place her?" Libby gave him a annoyingly smug look.
Jimmy looked the blonde bombshell straight in the eyes. Great recursive algorithms! Her eyes were so big and green. Her skin was so pale and clear, her lips were slightly pursed and a glossy soft pink.
She's number one He thought. "In the top 25 percent," Jimmy shrugged before looking down at his blank piece of paper.
"25 percent! Why you little-" Cindy growled before Libby covered her mouth to stop her from saying anything she would regret later.
"Come on Jimmy," Libby persuaded gently, "be honest."
"Alright," he rolled his eyes in false annoyance, "she's in the top 5 I suppose."
The smile she gave him was well worth admitting that he thought she was beautiful.