Howdy y'all! I'm back and better than ever with the continuation of the epilogue of Happy New Years, Baby. It is, of course, from Johnathon's point of view. This is, obviously, at the time of the Disneyland trip Johnathon was asking his parents permission for going to the end of 7th grade trip. And I'm sorry for the rest of you Jimmy Neutron fans, but I HAD to put it in the Clique catergory. It just doesn't belong in the Jimmy Neutron catergory. But this is entirely a Johnathon Neutron story.

Disclaimer: I've never written one of these before, and I hope I never have to write one again. Make this count for the other stories and chapters, all right? Anywho, I do not own Jimmy Neutron (I will, eventually.) in any way. Viacom, DNA, or Nickelodeon owns it. But, (Light at end of bleak tunnel) Johnathon is totally by me, and me only. If anyone wishes to use him in any form in their stories, please ask me. But don't worry, I'd love it if you guys asked me something like that. Whoa, that's a long disclaimer! Also, I don't own any part of the Clique series (even if I want to). Enjoy the story!

Disneyland Or Bust

Chapter 1

"Not again!" I sighed before snapping my phone shut. "I can't believe phones don't work in airports!"

I piled my duffel bag on top of my friend's. "Hey, Cam." He nodded before looking back down at his book.Camwas my friend from when we met at my dad's soccer camp. He was, as girls would put it, hot. Or as Mom or Dad would say, handsome. He had smooth, shiny black hair that stopped just before it reached his eyebrows. He was pretty tan; he was on the school's soccer team. The most intriguing thing about Cam, though, was that he had one green eye and one blue eye. Most girls swooned about that. I watched as Cam pulled a signature gummy worm from its greasy plastic baggy and into his mouth. He chewed noisily before gulping down the mess of spit and sugar.

"What?" he asked as I cringed at the thought of that much sugar sliding down my throat. I just shook my head and watched as Cam's girlfriend, Claire approached from behind him. She put her hands over his multi-colored eyes and asked, "Guess who?"

I sat still, watching with rising fascination.

"Could it be Claire?" I heard Cam ask.

She smiled and took her hands off of his eyes. Cam leaned his head back and smiled as Claire kissed his cheek.

"Hi, my lion." Ugh. Claire's last name was Lyons, so obviously Cam was using cheap wordplay. But she smiled and plunked down on his lap, pulling a gummy worm out of the baggy by the more dumpy end of it.

"And hi, my little soccer goalie." Ugh even more... I hated mushy couple moments. Too bad there was a couple, even worse, my friend and his girlfriend, making goo-goo eyes at each other right in front of me.

"Cam?" I said while waving my hand over his eyes. "We have to get on the plane!"

The OCD girl's school and the Briarwood boy's school were both going to Disneyland for the end of the year. And we were staying in the same hotel as the girls. Holy SHIT. Every single one of the guys were excited beyond repair.

"Okay, Mom," Camreplied before grabbing his book, gummy worms, and Claire's hand. "Come on, we can sit next to each other."

I muttered under my breath as I watched Claire and Cam make googly eyes at each other. I was guessing what they were planning to do in the plane, but I decided to push it out of my mind. I grabbed both my duffel bag and Cam's. He held out Claire's backpack.

"Can you carry this?" he asked without even glancing at me. I just sighed and took the backpack into my overfull arms.

When we got on the plane, I got to sit in the middle aisle row as Cam and Claire sat in the sits next to the window. But thankfully, Claire's hot friends, the Pretty Committee, was sitting along with me.

"Hi," said a pretty Spanish looking girl. "I'm Alicia." She extended her hand and I shook it. She looked disappointed, but I smiled my blindingly white smile at her. She blushed and asked, "What's you're name?" I didn't reply sinceI was too busy watching what Cam was doing.

The girl next to her giggled evilly, and also extended her hand. "And I'm Massie. But you can call me whatever you feel like." Of course I knew her, she and Derek Harrington were going out. He was also one of my best friends.

I shook her hand, and she looked insulted. But she shook it off and went back to poking her friend and whispering. A tall dirty blond haired girl smiled at me and shook her head as if she was embarrassed.

"Don't worry about them; all they're worried about is going out with cute guys." She blushed and continued, "Anyway, I'm Kristen. Kristen Gregory." When I shook her hand, she didn't look the slightest bit disappointed or insulted. I think she'll make a good friend. Or maybe a good girlfriend. Not for me of course, but for one of my taller friends. There was either Trevor or Theodore Wellington. They were twins. (A/N: Trevor and Theodore Wellington are my characters.)

And then, a breathtaking sight. A pretty red headed girlsitting next toKristenturned around.

"H-Hi," she said while setting her purse down on the seat next to her. "I-I'm Dylan Marvil. Who're you?"

I chuckled a little bit before replying. "I'm Johnathon Neutron. My dad owns, like, 30 companies. You're mom's Merri-Lee Marvil, right?"

She nodded as I lifted her hand and placed a kiss on it gently.

"It was a pleasure meeting you."

She opened her mouth, but all she did was nod. And I finally managed to notice that Alicia, Massie, Kristen, Claire, and Cam were staring at me.

"What?" I asked innocently before standing up. I walked toward the bathrooms and was interuppted by Derek, Cam, Trevor, and Theodore.

"What was that?" asked Derek. The other three guys stared at me with interest.I sighed and brushed them off.

"I'll talk when we're at the hotel, okay?" They nodded in glee and practically skipped back to their seats. Gossip wasn't just a girl thing, you know?