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now onto the fic!

Chapter 2: Get the Girl

(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.)

"Seriously girl," Libby rolled her eyes at her best friend, "you need to quit buggin' about the whole Prom thing. It's still a whole month away."

A few weeks after the cafeteria announcement Cindy had become especially ornery. She had to stand by and watch, what felt like, all the other girls around her get ask in fantastically clever ways without a single glance her way. This being the case, she had a shorter fuse than usual, snapping at all who crossed her path, especially Jimmy Neutron, I mean come on he was asking for it anyway.

As usual, after a particularly explosive argument with the before stated genius, Cindy Vortex could be found beating the living daylights out of something. Unfortunately, it was a Wednesday, which meant that Cindy didn't have SeishinDo Kenpo, Aikido, Jujitsu, or Taekwondo, those were on Friday and Saturday, so her poor pillow had to take the brunt of her anger.

"Stupid.." punch, "bigheaded…" slam, "oblivious…" throttle, "know-it-all…"

"Man! I've had enough of this!" Libby shook her head before slowly approaching her best friend to yank the pillow from her grasp and throw it onto the floor. Cindy glared, made a noise of protest, and went to retrieve it. "Nuh-uh," Libby shook her head before pushing her best friend onto the bed. "Listen, take a chill-pill and relax for a moment…now that you've calmed down a bit, lemme explain. Jimmy was just being his over achieving self, as usual, and you went totally ballistic, but what else is new. I know he's seriously irritating, but he is never going to ask you to the Prom if you keep calling him a 'pompous-bigheaded-jerk-who-knows-no-concept-of-decorum' even if he does comment throughout all your presentations."

"I never said I wanted him to ask me to Prom." Cindy pouted crossing her arms.

"You didn't have to." Libby rolled her eyes. "How long has it been since you finally told me you had a thing for Jimmy? Six years? And you still act the way you always have with him: hot and cold. He thinks you hate him! Girl… why can't you ever just be nice to him?"

"It's so hard, Libby!" Cindy exclaimed before falling backwards onto her bed with a huff. "I may love him, but he still is completely infuriating."

"Whatever, girl." Libby gave up with a sigh and grabbed her things. "I gotta get going. If I'm not home before my mom, she'll know I wasn't doin' my homework."

"Alright, see ya later Libs," Cindy gave her friend a distracted hand wave, not bothering to get up from her comfortable position to see her friend out. She could hear the front door close and Libby's car start, but she wait until the noise faded before she gave a heavy sigh. She was laying in bed contemplating the Jimmy Neutron conundrum, when her phone rang. Rolling over and grabbing it off her bedside table, she looked at the Caller ID to see that it was Nick.

"Hey Nick," she answered happily as she rolled onto her back to look up at the ceiling, "what's up?"

"Hey Cindy!" she could hear some noise in the background, and could tell that he was driving, "I need to ask a big favor!"

Cindy smiled. They became really close over the years, and she was almost always bailing him out of some mess or another, mostly having to do with his current flavor of the month.

"I need you to lie for me." Cindy rolled her eyes, he was so predictable. "I told Stephanie that I was at your place getting help with my math homework."

Cindy waited for him to continue, but when it sounded like he wasn't going to, she sighed. "I probably don't want to know, but what were you doing that I need to cover your ass for?"

"You know… this and that." He said offhandedly, and Cindy only knew to well.

"So who's the lucky girl who got Nick Dean's 'this-and-that' ?" She laughed at her own joke, and he laughed along with her.

"It was only Brittany." Nick said easily. He and Brittany were always hooking up on the side, during and in between girlfriends. Nick messed around with lots of girls, but it was always an unspoken rule to never mess with Cindy, his confidant and probably his best friend, or Libby, his confidants best friend. Cindy knew all of Nick's tricks, and he would never try to pull anything over on her. Everyone knew that Cindy's wrath was worse than Carl's asthma.

"Alright," Cindy said with mock annoyance, "but I'm not dumping her for you like I did the last one."

"Thanks, Cindy, you're the best!" He breathed a sigh of relief. He could get away with anything if Cindy was on his side.

"I know." She smirked to herself. The phone beeped in her ear, signaling the Call-Waiting. "Hey Nick, there's someone on the other line, could you hold on for a second?"

"I'll just let ya go," He said happily now that his ass was covered, "I'll see you tomorrow, Cindy. Thanks again!"

"No problem! Bye!" She smiled before hitting the 'flash' button, "Vortex residence, Cindy speaking."

"H-hey Cindy!" A slightly nervous male voice came from the other end. Cindy was about to ask who it was, when she heard a very distinct mechanical bark. "Quiet Goddard!"

"Neutron?" She asked as she looked at the phone as if it were playing tricks on her. "What do you want?"

"Listen, Cindy, about today-" he shyly began.

"No, you listen Nerdtron!" Cindy nearly yelled into the phone, remembering why she had been so pissed off earlier. "My report was well informed and executed!-"

"It was, and-"

"J. J. Thomson's plum pudding model made a huge contribution to chemistry, and it doesn't matter whether or not it was factual!-"

"You're right, and I-"

"He discovered the electron for crying out loud!"

"I know, and-"

"Everyone knows your smart, but you don't have to completely ruin my report to give more evidence to the fact! You're so infuriating Neutron, and if you would just-"

"SHUT UP ALREADY!" There was complete silence on both ends of the line before Jimmy cleared his throat, "Sorry Cindy. I want to apologize about today. I shouldn't have interrupted your project. I was out of line."

"Wow," Cindy was momentarily stunned. Jimmy Neutron never admitted to fault. "Thanks Jimmy. That's really nice of you."

"Uh-huh," he cleared his throat before continuing, "listen, that's not exactly the reason I called… you see, I was wondering if…"

Down stairs their was a loud chiming noise.

"Hold on a sec, Neutron, there's someone at my door." Cindy got up and stretched before hurrying down the flight of stairs, her cordless phone still held in her hand. She was, however, not prepared for the sight of the person on the other side of the door. "Eustace Strytch?"

That's right! Nick isn't a bad guy, Cindy admits that she loves Jimmy, and Eustace Strytch is in the picture! Oh what will I do next? Let me know what you think!