The site wasn't allowing me to upload this yesterday for New Year's Eve as I originally planned. So here's my second attempt. Anyway... as the summary says, this is the readers' vote winner!

That being said, let's make a deal: I'll keep writing as long as I keep seeing feedback (preferably positive). It doesn't matter if it's in the form of reviews, follows, or favorites or anything. If I see that some of you like it, I'll keep going.

I don't really know how this story came to be, but I am surprised that no one has ever thought of this before, at least to my knowledge. I'm both nervous and excited about this one. Warning you right now, there is adult content like you haven't seen before from my JN stories. Nothing too bad, but it can make some people feel uncomfortable seeing as this is a children's program to begin with. So as much as I want you to give it a shot, here's your chance to back out now if you want.

If you're still here, awesome.

Cast list! I've never done this for a story before but since seeing them as teenagers is something that is totally new for us, I thought it would be best to have a face to match the name. This is, of course, who I think best resembles the characters, but you are totally free to imagine somebody else.

Jimmy Neutron: Andrew Garfield. Mainly, it's because of his look in the Amazing Spider-Man movies, (minus the Spidey suit, obviously). Let's just forget about that beard and crew cut and you've got yourself a teen genius.

Cindy Vortex: Dianna Agron. Simply because she is stunning and could play the complex character of Cindy really well. Plus, on Glee, her non-Cheerios wardrobe is similar to what I imagine Cindy dressing like as a teenager.

Libby Folfax: Kat Graham. I personally think she is so underrated in terms of her beauty, not that that's all she's got going for her. I haven't seen enough of The Vampire Diaries to see her acting chops firsthand but I have a feeling she could play the sassy fashionista really well.

Sheen Estevez: Tyler Posey. He was not my first choice, but then I saw a picture of him that made me go, "Yes, that's him! Yes!" And he could also rival Sheen in terms of his silliness, which is really important with a character like him.

Carl Wheezer: Ed Sheeran. I know he's not an actor, but when I pictured teenaged Carl, Ed's face just popped into my head. Anybody that read my story Perfection knows how I envision Carl as a teen, and Ed Sheeran looks the part really well, I think.

Obviously, these five won't be the only characters in the story, but for now they are the ones that I have an actor for. If I think of someone for another character, I'll just mention it as part of the author's note before a chapter.

That's all I've pretty much got to say for now. I'm working really hard on this story and hopefully you like what I've presented you so far. Thank you and... enjoy!

"Libby, do I really have to go to this?" I asked while standing in front of my best friend's full length mirror in her bedroom wearing a top that had more cleavage than I was comfortable with.

"Cindy, don't start! You promised you would go." She reminded me.

"Yeah, but that was before we started playing Party Girl Dress Up."

"Well, you have to look good."

"I look good in my own clothes." I answered back, slightly irritated.

"There's nothing wrong with trying something new, Cindy." My best friend replied with the casual flip of a magazine. I didn't answer and turned away from the mirror.

"Remind me again why it's so important that we go." I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Cindy, it's the senior year kickoff party. We have to go! Britney invited the entire senior class."

"Well, that's going to be crowded." I replied dryly.

Libby glared at me.

"I'm sure not everyone is going to go." She explained.

"So then why do we have to?" I questioned.

"Cindy..." She rolled her eyes, getting annoyed with me. "You said you would go. Plus, Britney is our friend. It's not like she's a stranger or some random senior that we don't know."

"I know, I know. I said I would go. I'm going to keep my word."

"Good. I'm glad to hear that." She spoke as I turned back to the mirror, trying to find some way of making this ridiculously revealing shirt less revealing. "Sheen told me that Jimmy's going to be there."

"Yay?" I wasn't sure if that was supposed to please me.

"Oh, come on. Aren't you excited to see him?"

"He's my neighbor. I see him more than is necessary."

"But not as much as you want to." She said softly, but I was still able to hear her. Not wanting to start an argument, I turned to her and brought the subject back to my clothing choices for tonight.

"Can I please wear my own clothes? I'm giving you something you want. You can at least give me something I want in return."

"Fine." She caved in. "But you have to surprise me."

"Okay." I said, agreeing to whatever that meant.

"I'm serious! Look Cin, you have a hot little body. You need to start wearing clothes that actually show it off as opposed to all your little dresses and cardigans."

"Hey, I like my little dresses and cardigans."

"Just...try to wear something I wouldn't expect you to. Surprise me."

"Okay." I was already mentally going through my closet, trying to find the most shocking thing. "I'll try."


It's not that I never planned to wear this outfit. I just never thought I would wear it somewhere so...public. While other girls would think nothing of it, I definitely consider this to be more of the risque pieces I own. A tight little black crop top and red miniskirt really should be Libby approved because I was not about to turn back and put on something else.

In the end, I took her mouth dropping open when she answered her front door to let me in to be a good thing.

"Close your mouth. You'll catch flies." I warned as I walked in.

"Cindy, you look incredible! Why don't you wear things like this more often?"

"You don't realize how hesitant I was about wearing this, do you?"

She laughed with a playful roll of her eyes. "We should get going. Are you ready?" I nodded noticing that only thing I needed was my wristlet, which held my phone, chapstick, and emergency cash.

We decided to carpool over to Britney's where we would meet up with the guys. Libby was particularly excited about seeing Sheen, not that it should surprise me seeing that they've been dating for nearly a year. Although what does surprise me is Carl's relationship status. To put it simply, he's kind of a ladies' man. He's not one to hold down a girlfriend, but he definitely wouldn't have any difficulty if he actually tried.

And then there was Neutron. He is still pretty much the same as he has always been. The only thing that's really changed is how much more arrogant he is. However, and I do argue this, Libby mentions how we've become more 'flirty' in the past couple of years. And if by that she means that we're at each other's throats more often than when we were children, then yes, she's right.

We arrived at Britney's in under fifteen minutes and by the looks of things, it seemed that party had been going on for longer than that. Hearing the loud music from down the block should have prepared me for that though.

Libby somehow managed to find a parking spot quickly and we both got out of the car and headed towards Britney's house. Being her friends, we had been here plenty of times, so it was quick to notice how different her usual pristine house looked now that it had dozens of chaotic teenagers in it.

Despite that, it didn't take a very long time before we were able to find the boys, each with a cup in their hand.

"Libbypop!" I heard Sheen exclaim as we approached him, Carl, and Neutron. With a smile that filled her whole face, she ran up to him and kissed him like they hadn't seen each other in days even though it was probably less than twenty-four hours.

After exchanging a friendly smile with Carl, I turned to the most irksome of the trio.

"Neutron." I greeted in my usual careless tone.

"Vortex." He answered back. "You look..." He looked me up and down and I couldn't help be feel a little anxious to hear his answer. "Lovely."

Lovely? What am I, five?

"Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself." Although I didn't nearly give him the go-over like he gave me, I really couldn't deny how good he looked.

As the opening bars to the next song starting playing, Libby leaned in to whisper in my ear that she was going with Sheen to get us some drinks. I nodded as they turned away, but I wasn't expecting them to return anytime soon.

I stood between Jimmy and Carl, not saying anything to either one of them. Even though I don't pick on Carl anymore and haven't done so in years, I wouldn't really consider us to be close friends. We're friendly with each other, sure, but that doesn't mean we are able to pick up a conversation as quickly and easily as I can with Libby or another one of my girl friends.

Thankfully, the awkwardness between us two was short lived.

"If you guys will excuse me..." He trailed off as he followed after the senior member cheerleaders that had just walked by the three of us and looked a bit too long at Carl than was normal.

"Remind me again how that happened?" I asked and he shrugged in response.

"Lost the weight, got contacts, better meds, grew. Worked out well, I think." He replied before drinking from his cup.

"Apparently," I began. "You only did one of those things and look, you're nowhere near as lucky as he is."

"As did you and I don't really see you surrounded by a gaggle of suitors."

Jerk.

"I am really going to enjoy having class with your lovely self for the next ten months, Neutron." I retorted, my voice dripping with sarcasm. But unfortunately, that was true. The being in class with him part, not the enjoying it.

As we are both the only real competition the other has for class valedictorian, we're taking every single AP class that Retroville High has to offer to ensure one of us gets the top spot. It'll be stressful, hectic, and I'm already thinking of how much sleep I'll be losing. But if it means beating Neutron at what he does best, it'll be all worth it. And I'm positive he's been thinking the same thing.

"But surely, not as much as I am." His breath tickled my neck since he had to get close to me so I could properly hear him. I noticed that insufferable, cocky grin of his as he pulled away and would have said something back if Britney hadn't come up to us just then.

"Hey, you two." She began, trying to talk over the loud music. "Umm, we were about to start a game of beer pong but we need a couple of more people. You in?"

"Err," I glanced over at Jimmy, who didn't look like he was about to answer. "I don't-."

"Sure." He spoke before I had a chance to. "Sounds like fun. Let's go." Britney nodded as she turned away and walked towards where the game was being played.

Just before he set out to follow her, he turned to me.

"Coming, Vortex?" I felt my lip pull upward in a half smirk as I followed the two of them.

I'm not much of a drinker. I mean, I'm not all uptight about it or anything like that. Drinking games just aren't really my thing which is why I was hesitant of playing in the first place. But hey, once in a while won't kill you, right?

We entered her dining room where the table was already set up with ten red plastic cups on each side.

"So we're playing boys versus girls." Britney began. I found that it was easier to hear her since the music was muffled in this room. "And since you two joined last, you'll have to go against each." I could hear the sympathy in her voice.

"Fine with me. Let's just hope Neutron can handle it." I saw him shake his head with a smirk on his face as he reached the other side of the table. Some of the guys who would be playing on his team were laughing too. But if it was directed at me or at him, I couldn't really tell.

"Vortex, you really do underestimate me, don't you?"

As I was opening my mouth to reply, Britney interjected.

"Okay, you two, don't start." She scolded like we were children and I knew she could tell that an argument would have begun if she hadn't said anything. Then turning to the crowd, all set and ready to go, she said, "Alright, let's begin!"


I'd be lying if I told you that the girls won that game. So naturally, we had to play again.

And again.

I would tell you what the results of those two other games were if I weren't so buzzed that I wasn't really paying attention.

To prevent the last game from getting boring, we played with something stronger than beer. A happy compromise, I think, seeing as Neutron and I were the only ones pushing for that third game.

After a not so devastating loss (for someone), the table was cleared and set up for Flip Cup or whatever it was called.

Neutron, trying to one me up as usual, joined in that activity as well as me. And it was somewhere between that and switching over to play Drink or Dare (as I dubbed it) that I realized we were both completely hammered. Now, we weren't the only ones. But when you successfully manage get the two most arrogant and proud brainiacs in the school who may or may not hate each other as much as they say they do drunk, people are going to notice. And more importantly, they're going to try to take advantage of it.

Which is exactly what Katelyn, a classmate of ours, is trying to do at the moment.

"Cindy." Holding out the 'S' sound in my name, she turned to face me with an excited smile. "Truth or dare?"

Not really caring about what I chose, I said, "Dare."

With a giggle, that should have already counted as a warning, she declared, "I dare you to kiss," in her drunk state, she made a show with her finger before pointing to the victim. And when I saw who it landed on, I froze. "Jimmy."

Instantly, I heard some people laughing although I really couldn't understand why.

"She won't do it, even though she wants to!" I heard someone say and could tell that some heads were nodding in agreement.

"Look at Neutron! He's pale as hell!"

I stole a quick glance at him and sure enough, that's exactly how he looked. He refused to make eye contact with me and I got the sense that he wanted out of this situation just as much as I did.

It's no secret that Jimmy and I have some sort of...thing. Whether it's good or bad is still up for debate. There are some things we need to work on, I know, and some things we have to share with and tell one another. But there's plenty of time for that. Not at this time, under these circumstances. Not with everyone talking about how it was 'about damn time' or 'finally'. Even though I've heard all this at school and even around town, it's not going to change our minds about when we're ready to have this surely long and heated meeting.

But not here. Not now.

A mixture of both humiliation and dizziness caused me to drop the cup I was holding and run out of the room and into the kitchen. I desperately hoped it was empty so I could be alone.

Glad to see that it was, I held my head in my hands as if that could relieve its ache and realized how dry my mouth was.

Water. I need water.

There was a red plastic cup on the counter in front of me. I picked up the cup and after noting that the liquid was clear, I drank from it. Instantly, I winced and coughed a few times. A little farther down the counter I saw a short bottle with a green ribbon around the neck. Bringing it closer, I noticed it said 'Tequila: Silver Patron' on the front.

Great.

As I placed it back where I found it, I heard footsteps coming into the kitchen.

"Cindy? Are you okay?" Even with my back turned, I knew Neutron was there, trying to get my attention. "Don't-don't listen to them. Come on, I'll find someone to take you home", he slurred, knowing he was in no condition to take himself home, let alone me.

I could hear him behind me, but I didn't really want to listen. I wasn't turning around not only because I didn't want to to risk getting dizzy but also because I had no idea what to say.

Is that really what people think of me and Neutron? Two idiots that are completely ignorant about their attraction towards each other? The smartest kids in school and yet the stupidest? Are people really just waiting to see what we do next? Get into an argument in class, cause a scene in The Candy Bar, or finally just...hook up? Is that what it'll take to get everyone to just shut up about it? Is that what they want? Is that what I want?

Yeah. It is.

Grabbing the tequila bottle by its short neck for reinforcement, I turned to face him and spoke loud enough for him to hear.

"Come on."

He followed.

Knowing my way around Britney's house, I led him upstairs via a staircase in the back of the kitchen that was hidden unless you knew where to look. On the way upstairs, I took a couple of swigs from the bottle, hoping it would keep my courage up for what I was about to do.

When we reached the top of the stairs, I led him over to one of the guest bedrooms. With a hand on the doorknob, I faced him and held up the bottle, silently offering it to him.

Doing what I had hoped, he accepted it and took a long drink. As he was doing so, I opened the door and walked inside.

I thought about my current situation as he followed.

Did I want to do this? Yes. Is right now the best time? Probably not, but to be honest, it was bound to happen eventually. Does Neutron want to do this? He hasn't actually said anything, let alone stop me, but I would definitely take him locking the door behind him as a yes.

He stood in front of me, handing the bottle back. I took it and drank once more before I spoke with a courage that I know I wouldn't have had without the alcohol.

I looked into his eyes the entire time.

"You want this, don't you? You-you want me." I wasn't asking. More like confirming. "And...I want you too." He bit his lip at that and I found it nearly impossible to keep going. "We...probably won't remember it in the morning." I explained, as if he really needed more convincing. "And- " I kept going but noticed that he appeared to be getting closer to me. Either that or the room was closing in. "No one has to know." He was definitely getting closer. "If you prefer it that way."

"Okay." It was the first word he had spoken since we were down in the kitchen. But he was saying so much with it.

He was extremely close now. One more step and there would be no turning back. But I felt like I had to say one more thing.

"And also-."

"Shut up."

And then we were kissing.

But it wasn't just any kiss. It was deep and hungry. Raw was probably the best word. We kissed like our lives depended on it and we were desperate to stay alive. We kissed with everything we had. It was as if we were making up for lost time.

When we made it to the bed, he was on top of me, close as can be but not putting all his weight on me. His lips moved to my neck as one of my hands clutched onto his hair while the other I used to try to lift his shirt up. He ran his free hand under my skirt and up my thigh, giving it a gentle, teasing squeeze before bringing it back around. He wasted no time running that same hand up my side and fondled my breast. At the same time, he licked the hollow spot behind my ear. All that caused me to let out a mewl that came out sounding a lot more eager than I meant it to.

"God Vortex, you are so fucking hot." He growled as I was able to wedge his shirt up a few inches higher. Just as I was pulling to remove it, he sat up, kneeled between my legs and did so himself. If it wasn't for him coming back down to kiss me again, I could have easily stared at his toned chest all night.

Suddenly, he rolled us over causing me to straddle him. I instantly liked this a lot more and I had a feeling he knew that I would. Noticing the smirk on his lips and not taking my eyes off his, I took off my shirt and instead of going for his lips, I began leaving wet kisses across every inch of his chest.

The movement caused me to rub up against him. I could feel him, right where I needed him most. Letting out a contented sigh, I continued grinding on him as I began sucking his neck.

"Holy crap." He said with a chuckle, as if he couldn't believe the situation we were in. And frankly, neither could I.

Impatiently, I climbed off him and moved my hands to his belt, my new objective being to remove his pants. Catching on, he reached down and started to help.

And that was when my phone rang.

It was in my wristlet, which had fallen to the carpeted floor along with the tequila bottle. The sound appeared foreign, like it shouldn't be here. And it really, really shouldn't.

"Just ignore it." I slurred as he sat up to kiss me, probably meaning to distract me.

Pulling away, I finished undoing his belt and pants and he lifted his hips to assist me in taking them off. All while the phone rang for a second time. Knowing this would ruin everything if it kept happening, I very reluctantly decided to go turn it off.

Walking over and seeing the caller ID nearly made me want to answer. Nearly.

"It's Libby." I said. He rolled his eyes, portraying what I was feeling. Thinking quickly, I thought of what to do. "I'll get rid of her."

"What?" He blinked, clearly confused.

"I'll get rid of her." I repeated while smoothing out my skirt. "It won't take long. Just-." I stumbled over to where he sat and kissed him again. "Wait here." I bit my lip as I pulled away, only imagining what we would get up to when I returned. "I'll be right back." I made my way out of the room, picking up his discarded shirt and putting it on since I was unable to find my own.

I headed down the stairs hoping I could find her quickly. And at the halfway point, she found me.

"Cindy!" She yelled, obviously angry. "Where the hell have you been? I've been calling you!" She motioned to my phone, which I was surprised to see was still in my hand.

"I-err-I." I fumbled, unable to get any words out.

"My God Cindy, you're completely trashed. Come on, let's get out of here." She grabbed my hand and began to turn around.

"No!" I pulled away.

"Cindy, I'm not fighting with you on this. We're leaving." She moved towards me again.

"You go. I'll just-."

"I am not going to leave you here like this. Come on!" She yanked my hand and pulled me down the rest of the stairs, ignoring my protests.

"But I- I promised... I told..." I tried to explain even though she couldn't hear me through the loud music.

Just before we left the building, I looked back at the stairs, my vision blurring out what I was leaving behind.

Jimmy's POV

What the hell?

I was lying on... whoever's bed this was with my arm covering my eyes, waiting for Vortex to come back. It felt like an hour had passed even though it probably wasn't that much. What the hell was taking her so long?

After a while, it really didn't seem like she would return. Don't know why I'm so surprised though. It's so typical of her to kill the mood.

I sat up and the room instantly started spinning. Rubbing my eyes as if that were the way of getting rid of it, I reached for my pants which were left on the floor at the foot of the bed. As I was pulling them back on, I noticed that I couldn't find my shirt anywhere.

Giving up on it, it occurred to me that all my friends had most likely left. I didn't hear much noise coming from downstairs which meant the party was dying down. Luckily, my phone was in my pocket and it only took me a second to think of the person to call that would ask the least amount of questions.

Pressing the correct speed dial and then 'send', I help the phone up to my ear and waited for an answer. Once I heard a voice on the other side, I spoke.

"Hey Carl? I know it's late but, I need you to come get me."

So... there you go! Can you see why I'm so nervous about it? Please review if you can. Thanks so much for reading!

Oh, and happy one year (and one day) of publication anniversary to my story Perfection! You showed me the power and influence you guys can have because it was thanks to your awesome reviews that lead me to expand the story much more than originally planned. Hopefully that works again this time around? Happy New Year!