I guess you can say I'm dedicating this to someone. Or someones. Okay.
This chapter is dedicated to three people. They are; omg it's almond joy, forbetfreak444, and Danny CWW.
Now on with the story! Oh, almost forgot. There's minor Jimmy/Cindy in this chapter, and there is something called a "confession" coming up. Like the priests always say; "Confession is good for thy soul"!
Chapter 4
I was so distracted the next day, all because I was searching for the one guy wearing a thin, silver ring on his right ring finger.
For the tenth time that morning, I grabbed a hand and stared intently for ten seconds.
"No," I muttered quietly. 'Where is it?'
I saw Libby approach me, but I waved her away, suddenly jubilant. But then... Nope, I thought I saw the ring, but it was only a guy wearing tin foil on his finger. 'Who wears tin foil on their finger?'
"Hey, Cindy... What... What are you doing?" asked Libby, confused when I grabbed Sheen's right hand.
I shook my head, indicating to her that I had no time to reply.
"Go away... I need to... Go away!" I gasped. She frowned at me before shrugging it off and left. I frowned and slumped my shoulders, giving up. At least, for now.
"H-Hey.. Cindy?"
I looked up, and there he was, rubbing the nape of his neck, staring at me nervously. It was Nick.
'Not exactly who I wanted to look nervous around me, but it'll do... For now.'
"Yeah? What is it?" I asked, studying his hands. I managed to look at his left hand, but his right hand was in his pocket.
"W-Would you like to go to the dance with me?"
I let out a hoot, but regained control of myself before I made anything worse.
"Uh... Can I think about it?" I asked.
He looked around, probably thinking this was my way of rejecting him. "Sure..." he muttered. Nick walked away, both his hands in his pockets, looking dejected.
I actually felt bad; he was the first person I had a crush on before Jimmy had moved to Retroville. I looked at the palms of my hands, desperate for sleep. But I couldn't. Not now.
Then Jimmy approached me.
"Hey, Cindy."
"Hey, Neutron."
He cringed, apparently still hating how I called him by his last name.
"Can you at least call me Jimmy?" he asked, cocking his head to the side, obviously lost in my eyes.
"No."
He took a step forward and looked closer into my eyes. "What about James?"
"Fine," I sighed. "James it is."
He smiled at me with that crooked smile of his, but I loved every second of it.
"Now, is there a reason why you're here?" I asked, digging into my backpack in search of a long lost granola bar.
Jimmy smiled shyly and leaned against the lockers.
"Well... There's this one thing I wanted to ask you," he uttered. "It's just... I find it a private matter."
Jimmy smiled still, although he was leaning closer to me.
"I just wanted to ask you if you wanted..."
I leaned closer to him, struggling to hear what he was saying.
"If you wanted to..."
I still couldn't hear what he was saying, so I grabbed his sleeve and dragged him into a supply closet.
"There, private,"I said, triumphant.
He blushed, then he began babbling on about something. I caught a few words, like dance, wanted... love.
"Wait, what?"
Jimmy blushed an even darker shade of red and tried to open the door to leave. I slammed my fist on the door and turned him around.
"What did you say?"
"N-Nothing," he whispered. "Nothing..."
I looked at him; he was acting stranger than normal.
"No, I'm not saying you said something bad; it's just that you said something that sounded an awful lot like love."
He babbled on again, but this time, I could tell mostly what he was saying.
"C-Cindy, I like you," he blurted. "I always have. And if you don't feel the same way, I'll just try again and again until you realize no other guy will like you the way I like you. I'll wait until I die. I'll...I'll wait for you."
I looked at him quietly for a minute or so, and he sat down quickly, so that he fell on his rear end witha thump.
"I guess I have to wait," he sighed. Jimmy stood up and dusted off his pants before exiting the supply closet. I hurried out after him, and avoided stares as I spun him around and placed a kiss in his lips quickly.
After we parted, he stared at me, confused.
"Wanna go to the dance with me?" I asked while smiling at him flirtatiously.
He nodded; obviously really surprised. I smiled and placed my hand on his chest; I pushed. He stumbled backwards and I suppose I looked like I was pushing him off of me.
"See ya later, Jimmy."
