Title: Am I Pretty Now?
Summary: Cindy starts to worry too much about her outer appearances and no one notices what's going on with her, except Jimmy. Will Jimmy be able to save her? Or is it Jimmy that really needs to be saved? PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!! J/C and S/L
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Chapter 1: In need of a friend.
Cindy
The sky had opened up and let everything go with out remorse, hammering down on the people below.
To think that the weather had said sunny with a high of 83 was absurd, it was colder than what it would take to freeze hell, and there was enough water to put out the flames as well.
Out of all our classmates, Jimmy, was the only one prepared. Of course he could get a much more accurate reading of the weather from his own satellite that he put into orbit himself.
I couldn't help but think of that adventure, the satellite, made from yet another toaster, had almost plummeted back down to earth and we had to retrieve it before it's crash landing, and by Neutron's calculations, it would be crashing into my house, precisely into my room. I just about ripped his head off as we sailed down in his improved rocket, Goddard catching it mere inches from my roof.
That had been awhile ago, back when we were 13. But as we get older, the teen years seem to be slipping from my fingers, now being 17, a Junior in high school and only one year left, I often come to the realization that we're not little kids anymore.
Back to my point, Jimmy was the only one who was prepared for the unexpected down pour. He wore a thick coat with boots and all. His hair, no longer acorn shaped but now in a more shaggy hair cut that complimented his rather large cranium, was protected by a large red umbrella.
While the rest of the school, planning on a nice spring day for our last day of school had worn shorts and T Shirts, myself included.
I ran into the school and went directly to my locker. We didn't have books because we turned them all in before now but I had kept a light jean jacket in there from yesterday. It wasn't much for keeping me warm, but at least it got rid of all the hungry stares I was getting since it looked as if I had jst been in a wet T shirt contest. I began walking slowly to my homeroom class.
"Hey Cindy, Babe wait up!" I turned to see Nick running after me. I smiled at him as he gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Nickipoo, I was thinking, maybe we could go see a movie tonight instead of the party, just the two of us, what do you think?" I asked hopefully. There was an end of the school year party at Butch's house...and I Really Didn't want to go. It'll just be the same as always, every girl in the entire place would be hanging all over my boyfriend and I would be stuck with the punch bowl as a date. Sometimes having a jock for a boyfriend wasn't all that it was cracked up to be.
Yea he was nice and all, but he could never stop looking at all the other girl's asses or flirting with them, whenever he could get away with it, which had suddenly become more often, since I acted like I didn't notice, not wanting to lose what I have. I know that sounds shallow but, I can't help it...I've got a good thing goin with Nick, why screw that up?
"But Sweet Cakes you know I have to be there! I'm the life of the party, I can't not show up just because you don't want to go." He said in his usually calm smooth voice, never loosing his cool, that's Nick for ya, but I could tell that he was getting a little angry considering I even came up with such an idea. And yet I decided to be bold today...
"Fine! Then you go, I'll stay home." I regretted it as soon as it came out of my mouth.
"If you stay home, I'm getting a new girlfriend." I could feel the air constrict in my lungs, I stared wide-eyed at him, my mouth gaping, I must have looked like what a chicken would when it's watching rain.
"I keep you around because people would think I was a player if I didn't have a steady girlfriend and people would think I was superficial if I went out with a cheerleader. But I won't stand here and watch you try to ruin my rep, by not comin to this party with me, do you know what they'll say if I show up without you? It'll be all over Retroville by morning! You will go with me to this party, if you don't come, you can kiss this relationship bye, bye bitch." I could feel the lump in my throat grow to abnormal proportion. It hurt terribly as I tried to swallow it back down. Tears coated my eyes, finally leaking out and running down my cheeks.
"What do you mean, Nick? What are you trying to say, that this whole time you only went out with me, because I fit your description of normalcy? Is that it?"
"What I'm saying sweet cheeks is that, you're a fat ugly bitch that's easy to get into." He said it with a smirk, and before I could stop myself I slapped that smirk right off his face. But what I hadn't expected was when he smacked me back. A new set of tears slid down my stinging cheek. Without even thinking my hand slid up to where the contact was made. I flinched as I barely touched it with my hand.
I scowled and spit directly in his face, and began to walk away from him.
"Where do you think you're going whore, were not finished here!" He grabbed my wrist, turned me around forcefully and slammed me up against the lockers. I was trapped, pinned there between his arms.
Why wasn't anyone helping me? Oh...that's right Nick is popular and no one cares what he does as long as he keeps up those touch downs, 3 pointers, and home runs...
"LET ME GO NIMMmmm..." I couldn't breathe, his mouth overtook my lips, his tongue forcing itself down my throat. I pushed him away from me and slapped him again, this time my ring drawing blood from right above his eye.
"Damn you Bitch, that HURT!" I tried to run, but he grabbed me again. I felt all the air escape my lungs as a sharp pain vibrated from my stomach. I doubled over as he took his hand from where he had punched me and straitened me up once again against the lockers.
"You know what, you should be glad that I graced you with such an honor as being my girlfriend, instead you act like this, unappreciative, you are so fat and ugly, no one could really Like you, let alone Love you." I tried not to listen, but it was hard not to, everything I had known for the past year, it was a lie, it was all a lie. I didn't ever think that me and Nick would be together forever or get married or anything, I'm not that naïve. But I thought that he at least, liked me, was attracted to me but the whole time, he was just using me, using me like I was some kind thing to show off.
But it all stopped at once, he wasn't pinning me down, and he wasn't yelling at me anymore. I realized my eyes were closed and I opened them as I slid slowly down the lockers.
I looked around, and there it was. Nick was on the ground, and there was someone on top of him, punching and yelling.
Everything was going hazy, the whole world blurred and I could feel my head spinning.
With the last bit of strength I could muster...the only thing that came out of my mouth was,
"Jimmy..." And all went black.
Jimmy
The Last day of school. The year just flew by, no matter how corny that sounds, it did and I don't think there is any other comprehensible way to describe it.
And the worst part is, everybody is leaving for the summer! Sheen's going to an Ultra Lord convention in Tokyo, while Carl is going to his uncle's llama farm for the summer. Even Libby is going to follow her favorite band all over the U.S. on a road trip. Which left Cindy, I didn't know if Cindy staying or going, but either was it wouldn't matter, she would be with Nick. But I'm going to have to stop thinking about him, or I'm just going to stress myself out again.
So pretty much, I would be alone until Sheen got back July 29th.
I got out of bed when the alarm went off and looked in the mirror. There was a cut above my left eye from yesterday, with a yellow edged purple bruise around it. I sighed and decided that one was an accident in the lab.
I brushed my hair to try and cover it slightly, but it just wouldn't go the way I wanted it to. But it was better than my old hair was, I smiled to myself thinking of how funny my hair had looked back then, but I had liked it and that's all that mattered. Now in attempts to maybe impress a certain someone I reprogramed my hair modeler 3000 and made it a choppy normal haircut, but it had all just been a wasted effort, she never noticed me.
My eyes stung as I remembered the day I came to school with my new hair do, she had been stunned, but not impressed. She just came up with new insults for me, mop head, that's what she referred to me as, instead of an acorn head.
As I looked in the mirror, my heart felt as if it would shatter at any second, just burst into a million pieces.
My chest hurt terribly. I leaned over the toilet and gagged as my entire body tried to puke up anything, but nothing was there. I coughed, my throat stinging as I spit up blood.
I was getting stressed again,
I have to stop, she's not worth it.
But even as my mind said it I knew it wasn't true. Tears brimmed my eyes as I coughed up more blood and slumped to the floor. I could feel my chest heave as I tried to calm myself down.
"Bark! Bark!" Goddard was outside the door. He whimpered scratching a metallic paw hoping I would open it. I reached up from my lying position on the floor and turned the knob.
He leapt into the room as I lay back down on the floor. He laid down beside me and whimpered, looking up at me.
"I'm ok boy, I'll be just fine." Goddard nuzzled his nose against my face and licked my cheek.
I finally stood up, completely calm again. I flushed the toilet and sighed. It was going to be a long day.
I looked up the forecast from my weather satellite and found it was going to be cold and rainy all day long...greeeaaat.
I got dressed quickly, not having much time left, grabbed my book bag and was headed out the door.
"Jimmy, where do you think you're going?" Damn it...I was hoping to leave before he woke up.
"I have to go to school Dad." I said quietly. I took the door knob in my hand, but he grabbed my shoulder to stop me.
"Jimmy, wait...I want you to know, what happened last night, I'm sorry...I didn't mean it...it's just, your mother is so worried and she cries...I'm so sorry." I couldn't look at him...not anymore.
"Ok Dad, I gotta go or I'm gunna miss my bus, see you tonight." I said quietly. He let go of my shoulder and I opened the door and left.
It had been the same every morning, he would apologize what had happened the night before, the first time I believed him, I mean who wouldn't, he actually broke down in tears, so like an idiot I believed him. But that night it happened again, and the next morning it was the same, excuses and crying, I really tried to believe him for awhile, I REALLY did, but I can't believe him anymore...But the fact is, I don't blame him, I never did...it was my fault after all...
"Hey Jimmy!" Sheen and Carl were sitting in Sheen's purple(Ultra Lord mobile) or Mazda 626. "Hurry up Jim." I waved at them as I hurried down my drive way and jumped into the front seat next to Sheen, Carl was sitting in the back.
We got to school and it had started pouring on our way over, and once again I was thankful that I had my own way of predicting the weather, unlike everyone else who must have gotten a false report from the weather channel.
We began to walk inside the school.
But as we walked in, I saw the most beautiful sight in the entire world. She was wearing a white halter top and shorts, the rain soaking through the white fabric making it see through. Her perfectly shaped body ran with flawless form into the school. Cindy Vortex was amazing, how she could always captivate me without her even knowing it. My heart pumped faster and faster and my chest began to hurt again. I stopped to catch my breath and my friends looked at me oddly.
I quickly shook it off and resumed walking into the school.
I went to my locker and dropped off my things before saying goodbye to Carl and Sheen to head to my first class.
As I walked I heard yelling, it sounded like Nick. Then there was a crash from up the hallway. I picked up the pace wanting to find out what was going on.
I turned down the hallway and what I saw I would never forget, it was Cindy. Nick had pinned her against the lockers and was yelling at her, calling her fat and useless. She was trembling and there was a bruise forming on her cheek.
After that, all I remember was pulling him off of her. Punching and kicking black eyes, bloody nose, my heart pounding violently in my chest.
I remember someone pulling me off of him, but then someone started punching me. I coughed, that metallic taste in my mouth. I was coughing up blood, and someone was kicking me. I felt the world slip from my fingers everything hazed to black.
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