A/N: Another chapter (the last one, to be exact)! Last chapter was Jimmy's prom day endeavors, and this chapter is Cindy's. Anyway, this chapter is called "That's How You Got the Girl."

Enjoy!

After the conversation with her father, Cindy was feeling a little better. She decided to head down to the karate studio to blow off a little steam. It was the perfect way to forget about Jimmy and prom.

She walked into the studio prepared to beat on a punching bag until it burst. As she opened the door, Master Ishida was finishing his morning class. Cindy smiled weakly at him as he bowed to his students before excusing them.

"What are you doing here?" Master Ishida asked, walking over to Cindy.

"I'm sorry for blaming you. I don't think I actually apologized for that," Cindy stated. "I know it wasn't your fault, but I wanted to blame somebody for my own stupidity. Which I realize is unfair to you. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me." Cindy bowed her head.

Master Ishida smiled before pulling Cindy into a hug. "Apology not necessary, but accepted. Thank you." He released Cindy from his embrace and looked her in the eye. "I know that it was hard for you to come down here and say that. I appreciate it. I'm sorry too. You're like a kid sister to me, you know? I want to be there for you and help you out when you need it. I guess sometimes my 'brotherly advice' backfires."

Cindy laughed. "Yeah, I bet it would be tough having me for a sister. Maybe that's why my parents stopped at one kid."

Master Ishida laughed loudly. "Cindy, you really are too much. So, what brings you by on a Saturday?"

"Today is prom, and I decided not to go. After the museum thing, Jimmy tried to make it up to me, which, unbeknownst to him, only made things worse. So I've decided to avoid him completely because that's easier than seeing him fall deeper for Betty."

"I can't say I blame you, but don't you think he deserves an explanation? I mean, isn't he one of your best friends?" Master Ishida inquired.

"Well, yes, but what am I supposed to say? 'Jimmy, I love you and seeing you with Betty makes me sad.'"

"If that's how you really feel, then yes. So, love, hmm?" Master Ishida smiled knowingly.

Cindy rolled her eyes as she shoved passed her instructor. "Shut up."

"Is that really the last thing you want to say to me before I leave?" Master Ishida laughed.

"Leave?" Cindy stopped and turned around. "Where are you going?"

"Hello? My meet in Japan? I leave today," Master Ishida explained.

"Oh my god, I completely forgot!" Cindy exclaimed. "Wow, I can't believe it's here already. Good luck, I know you're going to do great!" Cindy gave her instructor a hug.

"Thanks, I think it will go well. But if we're being honest, I'm more excited about seeing Rini. Can I tell you a secret? I'm going to ask her to marry me!"

"Hiro, that's wonderful—er, sorry, Master Ishida." Cindy corrected before cursing herself for her slip up. She knew that her 'punishment' for incorrectly addressing an instructor was twenty-five push-ups; she hadn't had a slip up in months.

"I'm so excited, I'm not even going to make you do push-ups for that one!" Master Ishida was elated. He looked at the clock on the wall and his eyes widened. "Yikes, I have to get going. You're more than welcome to stay here, Cindy. Just make sure the door is locked when you leave. I have to go, but let me give you one last piece of 'brotherly advice:' tell Jimmy how you feel. I know that I told you before that it was okay to not tell him, but now you've got nothing to lose. If he doesn't feel the same, his loss. And if he does, well, please leave out the more graphic details." Master Ishida laughed.

Cindy smiled. "Thank you, Master Ishida. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Master Ishida bowed, smiled, and left the building. Cindy waved before turning around and heading to the locker room.

Cindy left the karate studio still unsure about following Master Ishida's advice. She had a lot to lose by telling Jimmy how she felt. If she told him, and he didn't feel the same, she would be heartbroken. She would lose her best friend. If she told him, and he did feel the same, she would still lose her best friend because he was with Betty. She couldn't expect him to break up with Betty just because she had confessed her feelings to him. She needed to come up with a solution.

Cindy made her way over to Libby's house in the late afternoon to help Libby get ready for the dance. After helping Libby with her hair and make-up all that was left was to put on the dress. Libby had picked out a beautiful gown, and Cindy couldn't help but take pictures of her best friend as she twirled around her room.

"You look great, Libby," Cindy stated as she took one last candid photo.

"Do you think Sheen will like it?" Libby asked.

"Of course he will! You could wear a burlap sack and Sheen would still think you're beautiful."

"Are you really sure you don't want to come? It won't be the same without you there," Libby practically begged.

"I'm positive. Please don't worry about me, Libs. This is just something I have to do."

"I still think you should listen to Hiro. What have you got to lose by telling Jimmy the truth?"

"A lot more than you would think," Cindy responded. "Come on, Sheen will be here any minute."

The girls made their way downstairs where Libby's parents took pictures of Libby. Cindy smiled to herself. She was happy for her friend, and knew that Libby would have a great time without her tagging along on yet another date.

The doorbell rang and Libby smiled as Mr. Folfax opened the door to an eager Sheen. Cindy took a picture of Sheen's reaction to seeing Libby.

"Wow, you look even more beautiful than you do every day," Sheen said breathlessly.

Libby responded by kissing Sheen deeply.

"Ahem," Mr. Folfax interrupted. "There are parents in the room, mind you."

Cindy laughed as Libby sheepishly pulled away from her boyfriend.

Sheen laughed nervously. "What time would you like your daughter home by?"

Mr. Folfax smiled. "Just call if you're going to be later than midnight. I trust that you'll take good care of my daughter."

"Thanks, Dad." Libby gave her father a kiss on the cheek before walking out the door with Sheen. "Bye, Cindy! I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?"

"Bye, guys. Have fun!" Cindy hollered back. She gathered her things, said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Folfax, and headed home.

Cindy was pulling into her driveway after helping Libby get ready for the dance when Jimmy walked out of his house. Cindy stayed in the car and watched him in the rearview mirror.

He looked at his watch, glanced at the corsage in his hand, and fished his keys out of his pocket. He took a moment and stared at Cindy's house. He shook his head and got into his car. Cindy didn't get out of the car until Jimmy had turned the corner at the end of their street.

Cindy walked inside and plopped down on the couch.

"Last chance, dear. You can either come to dinner with your father and me, or you can stay here. Or if you hurry, we can take you to the dance," Mrs. Vortex offered.

"No thanks, Mom. I'll just stay here. Maybe I'll order a pizza or something."

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the dance? It's the last one for the school year."

"I'm positive. Besides, I'm a junior. I can go next year."

"All right. Your father and I will be home late. Please get to bed at a decent hour."

"Okay, Mom."

"Here," Mrs. Vortex handed Cindy a twenty dollar bill. "Don't forget to tip the delivery boy."

"Wow, thanks, Mom." Cindy was shocked. Her mother never gave her money.

"You're welcome, dear." Mrs. Vortex turned to walk out the door, but stopped suddenly. "Cindy? It's going to be okay. Don't let one boy ruin your high school experience." Mrs. Vortex turned and continued to walk out the door.

Cindy was speechless. Her parents had always seemed uninterested in her personal life, that she was shocked that they actually paid attention.

Cindy ordered her pizza and flipped on the TV. She needed a distraction. It was a lot harder than she thought to keep her mind preoccupied. She kept thinking about Jimmy and what he was doing at the dance. She wondered why he had stared at her house before he left to pick up Betty. Cindy thought about what her mother had said: "don't let one boy ruin your high school experience." Her mother was right. Why was she letting Jimmy dictate her life? Cindy made the toughest decision she had ever had to make: she needed to cut Jimmy out of her life. This was more than just avoiding him. Everything Cindy did always revolved around Jimmy. It was making her miserable. It was too difficult to be friends with him. There would always be that little sense of 'what if.' And it bothered her because she would never know the answer.

Cindy pulled her phone out and opened up her photo gallery to the picture from Winter Formal. There was no reason to keep it. Jimmy was with Betty now. And Cindy was convinced that he really only saw her as a friend.

Cindy clicked the trash can icon on her phone. When the message popped up asking if she really wanted to delete the image, Cindy's finger hovered over the screen. Deleting the picture would feel so final. From that moment on, she wouldn't even be friends with Jimmy. It would be too painful.

There was a knock on the door before Cindy could make a decision. She locked her phone and set it on the table by the front door. Assuming it was her pizza, Cindy fished the money her mother left her out of her pocket. She unlocked the door, turned the knob, and pulled the door open, revealing Jimmy standing on her porch, in his prom suit, soaking wet.

"Are you insane? What are you doing here?" Cindy yelled over the patter of rain.

"Cindy, I… I broke up with Betty." Jimmy shivered.

"You what? At the prom? That's terrible!"

"Yeah, I know, but I had to. I had to come see you. I'm sorry for everything. I've been such an idiot. I know you said you already forgave me, but I know that's a lie."

"It's not a lie. I'm fine. I told you not to worry about it." Cindy crossed her arms.

"No, it's not okay. I didn't realize that my being with Betty was hard on you. I was selfish. I got so caught up in trying to rekindle my relationship, that I put my friendships on the back burner. I didn't think about how my relationship might be hurting the other people in my life," Jimmy explained.

Cindy's face softened.

"I'm sorry I didn't realize it sooner. But I don't want to fall for the wrong girl—"

"I'm going to kill Sheen," Cindy interrupted, her cheeks turning a pale pink.

"Cindy, I love you," Jimmy finished his thought, unfazed by the death threat to his best friend.

Cindy was caught off guard. "You… you what?"

"I love you, Cindy. I think I always have. I only now realized it. I just hope I'm not too la—"

Jimmy was stopped short when Cindy grabbed his face and kissed him.

Jimmy quickly composed himself and wrapped his hands around Cindy's waist, pulling her closer to him.

The rain continued to fall, soaking every inch of her, but Cindy didn't care. She kissed Jimmy; something she had waited a long time to do.

Jimmy pulled out of the kiss, out of breath. "So I take it you feel the same?"

Cindy nodded. She was lightheaded, and she only slightly comprehended what Jimmy said, she just wanted to keep kissing him.

Jimmy smiled and placed his lips on Cindy's again. He liked kissing her. It was like nothing he had experienced before. Jimmy could feel his heart pounding against his chest, his stomach was constantly doing backflips, and the rush of energy running through his body was enough to make him dizzy. In that moment, he knew that he had made the right choice.

The rain eventually slowed to a drizzle, and Jimmy and Cindy were sitting on Cindy's front porch. Cindy was resting her head on Jimmy's shoulder. They were both completely soaked and were shivering, but they didn't care.

"What made you realize that you love me?" Cindy asked. She liked hearing that Jimmy loved her.

Jimmy laughed lightly. "If I'm being honest, it was Sheen. He asked me why I went to you for help to get Betty back. He called me out on a lot of things that I said, and he made me question my seriousness about being with Betty. I think I was trying to prove him wrong for a long time, until I couldn't deny it any longer: I love you, Cindy Vortex." Jimmy leaned in and gave Cindy a gentle kiss.

Cindy smiled. "I like hearing you say that," she admitted.

"I love you, Cindy Vortex," Jimmy repeated. "Although you said you felt the same way, I still haven't heard you say it back to me."

"You want me to say, 'I love you, Cindy Vortex'?" Cindy teased.

Jimmy lightly shoved her. "You know what I mean."

Cindy laughed. "Of course I love you, you idiot."

Jimmy laughed. "Why did I think you would respond any different?"

Cindy kissed Jimmy before saying seriously, "I love you, Jimmy Neutron." She shivered slightly from the cold.

Jimmy smiled and gave Cindy's hand a squeeze as he stood up. "We should probably change before we catch pneumonia."

"You're probably right. Wait just a second though." Cindy opened her front door and grabbed her phone from a nearby table. She opened up Snapchat to take a picture.

"What are you doing?" Jimmy asked, smiling.

"Sending evidence to Libby," Cindy replied nonchalantly. "Say cheese!" Cindy held the camera up to take a selfie, and just like the Winter Formal, Jimmy kissed Cindy on the cheek right as her finger pressed the phone screen to take the picture.

Cindy captioned the picture with "That's how he got the girl!"

A/N: Darn! That's the end. (Schoolhouse Rock anyone?)

This story was so fun to write. I hope you enjoyed it. I'm sad that this is the end, but now that this whole story is posted, I feel like I can focus on my other stories more. Thank you for reading. I appreciate your support and reviews. I hope to continue to write for this amazing fandom. Who knows where my next inspiration will come from?! (Me. I do. Although I want to finish Party at a Rich Dude's House before I post anything new).

So... definitely keep an eye out! New chapters for Party will be coming soon, and possibly a new story!