Hey guys!I'm back with a new fic! For any one here who is not fimiliar, You might want to read my other fic, Emotions. This is a sequel to it so it might me usefull. Any way this story is based off an episode of Kim Possible my little cousin forced me to whatch. I won't tell you which one, so you'll just have to figure that out. Yeah..I'm in my freezing basement writting this and listening to Enya. I got a new boyfriend. He is the Pillsbury Dough Boy. I got a pic of him off the internet and showed it to all of my friends at school.

Disclaimer-I don't own Jimmy Neutron. I wish I did. Then I wouldn't cancel it like the little bast-... I'm gonna stop myself right here...

It was getting late that night and Jimmy wasn't thinking of stopping anytime soon. Lately, Jimmy had been studying the human brain and what part of it controlls emotions. He was working on a way he convert it to a kind of electronic divice via remote controll. He was on verge of a breakthrough when his mother peered in on the giant screen before him.

"James Issac Neutron! It's 11:00! Get up here this instant!" She said forcefully.

Crap. He thought. When he was done he'd make his mom happy all the time so she wouldn't pester him the way she did. Of course he couldn't disobey her so his only option was to go up to his room and go to bed. He hadn't done his homework, but he could do it in one minute's time. Besides, he had better things to do than the "Triangles are your Friends" worksheet.

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He woke up at 6:30 am. Wow. What a crappy way to start the day. It was still twenty minutes untill he had ot get ready for middle school and he honestly doubted that he was going to fall asleep again, so what the heck, He might as well go down and finish the Emotichip 9000. Yeah! That's what he'd call it.

Jimmy hadn't changed that much over the summer. He Only got a little taller and he was now 14. He still couldn't help looking at the dreadly scar that ran horizontally across the front of his leg. That stupid crash was the reason that leg was so messed up. He was in the middle of nineth grade and still had all of his friends there with him.

He worked for a good half hour untill Goddard came and nipped on his leg and finally got him to look at the clock. 8:15! Crap! The doors of the school opened in five minutes! How was he gonna get there in time! He jumped in his hover car. Put the key in. Come on, Come on! Ugh! It wouldn't start! He'd have to make a run for it. He Pulled on his book bags and didn't bother to put in the Emotichips and their remote controll. Instead he grabbed the two chips and the remote controll and ran down the street, Trying aimlessy to shove the stupid thing in his book bag and run at the same time. BAM!

Cindy had woke up to a great start. An early-to-bed-early-to-rise kind of day. She had fallen asleep at 8 that night and realized that she had had a nice, 12-hour sleep when she woke up at 8 that morning. She lightly pounced off her bed and in to her fuzzy slippers, then into her favorite pink robe with the fluffy white collar. She slowly made her way to the bathroom and pulled off her clothes for a quick shower. She made her way out of the shower and into her school clothes then brushing her teeth and styling her hair in her usuall ponytail, wishing she had another way to put it. She marched out of the bathroom making her way to the pastel purple room that she called her own, grabbing her book bag and music as she made her way out. She marched down the stairs and grabbed a few dough-nuts. "Bye Mom!" She called on her way out the door.

Cindy on the other hand had changed slightly. She was now 5' 6'' and now gotten a nice figure.

She made her way past her own front yard and down Saphibelle Avenue looking back at her pink house. She walked down onto the side walk and kept walking until she turned the corner, finishing her custard-filled, choclate-glazed dough-nut. There, She stared ahead at the stop sign where she and Libby had agreed to meet every morning to walk the rest of the way to school together. She stopped to look at the Chiq Boutique store she shopped at so often to stare at a little black skirt marked 20 off. She contued to stare and walk, not a good combination for someone who should be looking where they were going. She neared the corner, then BAM!

Cindy got up, her left arm slightly bruised from the whatever it was she had just slammed into. She looked up. Neutron...

"For once in your meaningless life could you whatch where you're going! Where's the fire, Nerdtron!" She spat.

"The fire is the fact that it's 8:19! We have to be-"

"Woow woow! Back it up! It's only 8:00!"She shifted to see a remote controll like neck pain she'd just fallen on."And take your stupid remote thing with you! I just frikin' fell on it and it stabed me in the back!"

"Well soooory! Let me go throw up in my deeply utter concern!"

She shot him a dirty look and kept walking as he crossed the street to Sheen's house. She kept walking... unaware...

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