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Cindy's POV

I have to get some sleep. It's not a school night, nor do I have any reason to get up early tomorrow morning, but I need to get some sleep. I cannot let what happened keep me up all night.

I shouldn't even be overthinking this. It's not like it's news. Jimmy Neutron has been thinking of having sex with me, as was proven when I felt him while he was pressed up against me. And I've been thinking the same about him. But even though he doesn't know it, and likely doesn't think it after tonight, why did I act the way I did? Just ran away, like a coward. I mean, yes, there was not the time nor place to do anything or even talk about it, but running away wasn't the solution either.

He didn't do anything wrong. He didn't overstep a boundary or anything like that, considering we don't even have any when it comes to the physical of it all. The only boundaries we had were that no one know about us, which has already been crossed, that there's no strings attached in this, which is still the plan, and that we don't fall for the other, which well, we all know isn't going to happen. But what took place tonight was inevitable. I really should have seen it coming. Out in the open football game or not, this would have happened eventually.

And when it had, what?

Was I expected to just go along with it? Screw all and any consequences? Call me old fashioned, but sex just is not the type of thing I can just do, especially for my first time. Luckily, I'm not the only person, let alone girl, who thinks this way.

I carpooled with Libby over to the game, which is why I was insisting that we leave together. She didn't ask me any questions on the drive home and that's probably because by the time we got to the car, I had calmed down enough that I didn't look...well however I must have looked when I ran off from Jimmy. Even though I know I should tell her what happened, I was still making up my mind as to if I wanted to. Thankfully, she hadn't asked me any questions even after she dropped me off. But in a way, I think it would just be redundant.

If I had told her the story, I know exactly what she would say. She wouldn't be mad at Jimmy but she'd still be sympathetic towards me. She'd definitely give me an 'I told you so' in regards to having the talk with him earlier which might have prevented this sort of thing from happening in the first place. Then she would question the real reason I ran away, which she would answer with, since she's so damn smart, that I'm not running away from Jimmy. I'm in fact running from the idea of engaging in this new aspect of a physical relationship that I don't really want to admit I'd rather have with Neutron as opposed to other male peers. Libby would be right, as she usually is, and I would end up semi-reluctantly having to talk to Neutron about the possibility of us having sex.

So therefore, I don't really see a point in telling her.

Besides, all this back and forth banter in my head has resulted in me making up my mind about it. I am indeed positive that I want to lose my virginity to Jimmy Neutron.

Whenever I thought about my first time, I never imagined something over-the-top or sappy like female protagonists do in nineties teen movies. I don't plan to lose it when I'm married as I think it's important to have some experience before then. Location, date, or even the events going on prior to the act also weren't things I think about. Of course, this isn't to mean that I'm just willing to give it up whenever and to whomever. But, ideally, I want it to be with someone who I trust. Someone who will be patient and understanding, who won't laugh at me. Someone who will make me feel good and awkward and comfortable and silly and mature and just everything in between. A friend. One with benefits, it apparently seems to be. I don't mind that it's Jimmy, because in all honesty, I want it to be Jimmy. And it really is time that I tell him that.

I chose to wait until the next day to contact him because even though I wasn't mad, I wanted to at least make him sweat a little bit. So after he texted me back saying that he would be in the lab all day, I made my way over there with a completely new but related purpose. I had barely regained my balance from sliding down the chute when he immediately approached me.

"Cindy! I'm glad you're here. Look, I am so sorry about the other night, I don't know what came over me..."

I couldn't tell if what he was saying was rushed because it sounded so overly rehearsed or he was extremely nervous. I understood what he was trying to say, despite how fast he was speaking. He continued rambling and I was appreciating the apology even though it wasn't entirely necessary. I should say something. I really should. There he is freaking out over something that's not even really worth it since we both know he can't help it. He obviously thinks I must be angry at him, especially seeing that I've given him no reason to think that I'm not. Although he should be smart enough to realize that I'm trying to get past this since I'm the one that came to see him.

Ugh, Neutron. You big-headed, bumbling idiot.

"I want to have sex, Jimmy."

Jimmy's POV

What in the name of...?

I stopped talking abruptly. Both because I was starting to repeat myself and due to what Cindy had just said. There's no way she could have...

Did she?

"Err- umm..."

"Oh, now you're out of things to say." She observed as she walked further into the lab, crossing her arms. I turned around and faced her, still in shock by what she said. "What?"

I knew that I had to get it together quickly so that I'm not just standing there like a moron. With a couple of blinks and shake of my head, I was finally at a place where I could respond.

"Sorry, I-I just wasn't expecting you to say that. Or think it or feel it-."

"Yeah, I get it. But what, you don't think girls can get sexual feelings and try to act on it?"

"That's not what I'm saying Cindy." I wanted to get my thoughts out before she started getting too defensive. "I'm just surprised. You've never verbally expressed that you wanted that. And you certainly don't show it."

"Just because I'm not ripping your clothes off every chance I get, doesn't mean I'm totally against it."

I swallowed.

"Oh. That's umm... that's good to know." I replied with a nod as I sat down and she looked the other way, probably already embarrassed by that declaration. "So, what made you err...want to." I ended lamely.

"I don't know." She shrugged, not seeming to notice how stupid I just sounded. "We've been in this...thing for some time now and I can't deny that I feel it will eventually get to that point. I mean, it's- it's human nature right?" I nodded. "So... yeah." As glad as I am to hear that she's accepting of it, that didn't seem nearly like a good enough reason.

"So you want to do it just because everyone else is doing it?" I chose those exact words, knowing they would anger her most. She sharply looked up at me.

"Of course not! I-." She looked around anxiously, probably trying to formulate words in her head before speaking them. "I have given this a lot of thought." She started sincerely. "This is something that I want to do. Not because it's cool or any shallow reason, but because I feel that I am ready for that, that sort of relationship. And if I'm being honest, I wouldn't be completely repulsed if it was with you."

"Well, if that's not a turn-on, I don't know what is."

"You are not taking this seriously." She huffed under her breath as she turned away. I got up and started walking towards her.

"What are you talking about? I-."

"I'm a virgin, you know." She reminded and faced me again.

"Yes, I know that. As am I."

She scoffed. "Yeah right."

"Excuse me?" I retorted.

"All you guys say that. 'I've never been with anyone.'" She dropped her voice and tried to imitate some big burly jock who sounded nothing like me. "It's just another tactic to try to get into our pants."

"And you know this because a lot of guys try to get into yours?" I questioned.

"I don't hang out with guys whose sole purpose for being my friend is to try to sleep with me. And if I did, I wouldn't. I'm as pure and innocent as they come."

"Not as of the last two months you're not." I corrected her. She glared at me but didn't say anything.

There was a bit of a pause, which I left open in case she wanted to say anything. She didn't, so I took over instead.

"So you really want to do this?"

"Yes, I do. If you agree with it, I do."

"Whatever you want." I shrugged.

"I'm not going to want to do it if you're going to be all passive about it." She fired back.

"Well, would you rather me overthink it and get all uptight?"

"No, but," She paused, trying to find the right words. "Look, I know I don't take about things like make-up or shopping or the hot new boy band's latest album seriously. But sex is a big deal to me. And I think you should treat it as such too."

"I do think it's a big deal."

"Well, you're not acting like it!"

"I just want you to be comfortable!" I explained. "If you're fine with it and you want to do it, then yeah, it's okay with me. What more do you want?"

"I want to know that you're not just doing it for me. I want you to understand that this is a huge step and you need to be one hundred percent sure about it before you agree to it."

"I promise you, I am. I'm positive about it, okay?"

"Alright, yeah." She answered, finally understanding while I gave a nod of assurance. "Besides, it's not like you don't want to."

"I'm sorry?"

"Oh, come on Neutron. Don't think I haven't noticed how...excited you get whenever we're together. Your hand on my body was not all I felt from you at that football game. It's quite flattering, thank you. But if you wanted to take things to the next level, all you had to do was bring it up. It's not that hard. Unlike you." She smirked.

I looked at her, completely flabbergasted.

"How did you manage to turn this around and make it about me?"

"Because I'm good." She said with a triumphant smile. Suddenly, I thought of something that would potentially and hopefully bring her off her high horse.

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Well, seeing as we're going to get as personal as we possibly can, I suppose a question or two couldn't hurt." She responded.

"Apart from with me, what is the farthest you've ever gotten?" I asked because I was both curious and because if I'm going to be her sex partner, I have a right to know all about her past experiences. Even though she knows that information is important, I was still expecting her to put up a fight about it. But by the way she was looking at me, like she was thinking of how to start, I knew that she would tell me.

"There-there was this guy," she began, "at camp a couple of summers ago. We were both counselors and after we put all the campers to sleep we-."

"Got into bed yourselves?" I really couldn't miss that opportunity.

"No!" She yelled. "I mean, yes, we were in one but nothing crazy happened. Most of our clothes were off and we actually ended up getting to third base," I noticed the faint blush in her cheeks when she said that "but we kept hearing voices and-and footsteps so we decided not to do anything else because we didn't want to get caught." She ended by crossing her arms and leaning against a workbench. "How about you?" She nodded in my direction.

I gave a shrug. "I don't get out much Cindy."

"What's that supposed to mean? I can't have been your first...whatever."

"You're not, but the question was how far we've gotten. The farthest I've ever gone is with you."

"Really?" She didn't say it sarcastically. It was more like a genuine wonder. "So you've never done anything with anyone else?"

"I've kissed other girls, but nothing like what we have done." I clarified.

"No one? Not even," She paused like she was struggling to get the next word out. "Annie?"

I had to scoff at that.

"Annie? Seriously? We're just friends Cindy. You know that." She raised her eyebrows and looked away, clearly not fully believing me.

"We're just friends." I knew she was referring to the two of us this time.

"We became friends because of our friends with benefits thing. Annie and I have always been friends. That's the difference."

She gave a single shrug. "She liked you, you know. For a really long time."

"Has she ever told you that?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"No."

"Then there's no proof that she did. Why did you even bring her up? Annie and mine's relationship has nothing to do with the next step in ours." I told her.

"I suppose you're right. And if nothing really did happen between the two of you, then she's totally irrelevant to this conversation."

"That's right." I replied, and that's where our interrogation seemed to end. After about a minute, Cindy spoke again.

"So then, onto the next order of business."

"Which is?" I pondered.

"When do you want to do it?"

I thought for a second, wondering if now was actually a good time for a joke.

"Right now works for me." I answered.

"Haha." I grinned, happy that she knew I was joking. She didn't say anything else, and I figured she was waiting for me to speak.

"I do have an idea." She waited for me to continue. "My mom is going with my dad to Duck-Con in Dallas soon. They'll be gone for the whole weekend so we'll have the house to ourselves."

"And when is that?" She asked and I could hear the nervous tone in her voice.

"Two weeks from now. They're leaving next Friday." Her eyes widened a bit and I couldn't tell if it was because she thought that was too far away or not soon enough. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah. Two weeks, that's just-yeah. Umm, perfect. Cool." She said as she pushed some hair behind her ear. "So we'll just have to wait until then." I did have some other plans in mind, which since now that she's okay with us having sex, she would be smart to agree to.

"Well, in the meantime we could, if it's okay with you, start... expressing ourselves a little more when we see each other." She nodded a couple of times and I knew that she understood what I was trying to say.

"Right." She stood up and straightened her dress but it looked more like she was wiping her hands on it. "You're allowed now to...touch me. Wherever your hormone addled mind desires to. And I expect the same permission."

"Fair." I nodded.

"I also suppose that clothes can start coming off now. I'm pretty sure we won't be using them on the big day."

"Is that what you're going to label it on your calendar?" I teased.

"Shut up." She replied as she threw me a look. "So that's it then? It's decided?"

"Yup."

"Cool. So I will just see you at school tomorrow then."

"Alright. Have a good day." I said that last part as she was walking towards the exit.

"Yeah. You too." Within a few seconds, the automatic doors closed shut behind her.

New character alert! Who noticed it? Anyone?

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