Cindy was in the washroom for fifteen minutes before Libby came in.

"What was all that about Cindy," asked Libby trying to comfort her.

"Don't you see," said Cindy crying "Jimmy was that little boy and I was that girl."

"That's impossible," said Libby rubbing her back. "Jimmy was just getting on your case, like always. And besides, you wouldn't be that bad to him."

One look from Cindy was it took to make Libby realize that she was wrong.

"How could you be that mean to Jimmy?" she said after a few minutes of silence.

"I don't know," Cindy said crying "I guess he was just being too nice and I thought it was a trick."

"Not everything he does is a trick, Cindy."

"I know and I want to make it up to him but he won't talk to me."

"Don't worry girl. We'll make him talk to you."

"We'll?"

"Of course. I'll help you and I'm sure that Carl and Sheen will to," Libby said hugging her.

After that was said, Libby helped Cindy get cleaned up and lead her out of the washroom.

As they entered the classroom, people stopped talking and started whispering while, not looking at her. Cindy felt her cheeks go red with embarrassment. She knew she made a completer spectacle of herself in the cafeteria and she will probably never live it down. As she sat down in her desk, she looked at Jimmy's face. His face looked unemotional, as if the most depressing thing in the world could have happened and he wouldn't change his face. She sighed and sat down in her desk.

During the lectures of Ms. Fowl, Libby had drawn up two notes. One for Sheen and one for Carl. As she looked up from writing to notes, she saw that Carl and Sheen had fallen asleep, along with most of the class. She sighed to herself and threw the notes to their heads. Sheen woke up with a start and woke up the rest of the class.

"DON'T HURT ME, ULTRAFIEND!"

"Sheen, detention."

Sheen was about to retort until he saw the note addressed to him. He sat back down and opened the note and read it:

Sheen,

Come meet me and Cindy at her house after school,

Libby.

Sheen looked at Carl and looked at Libby then nodded.

After school, Carl, Libby, Cindy and Sheen walked to Cindy's house. Along the way, Jimmy was in front of them. None of them talked to each other or to Jimmy. He was shivering a little because, while everyone brought coats because their mothers told them to, Jimmy was walking without a coat, in the rain that he had made earlier today. When they arrived to Cindy's house, they let out a breath that they didn't know they had in. Finally Sheen broke the silence.

"So what's this about?"

"Cindy wants us to help her talk to Jimmy."

"I don't think that is a good idea," said Carl scared "I mean he's so depressed and mad that he's not in his right mind. He could use that laser on you."

"I don't care!" she snapped. "I'll go through anything to make him talk to me."

Sheen and Carl jumped at Cindy's sudden outburst. But Sheen smiled slightly and said,

"It sounds like to me, that you like Jimmy."

Cindy looked at him angrily.

"Why is everyone saying that?! First Libby and now you! I'll say this again 'I DO NOT LIKE JIMMY NEUTRON!'"

"Calm down girl. We were just playing with you."

"Stop playing and start helping me talk to Jimmy!"

Afraid of another outburst, Carl, Sheen and Libby agreed to think of a plan. They thought for ten minutes before Libby thought of something.

"Carl, didn't you say that Jimmy was depressed?"

"Yeah."

"Well doesn't he do depressing things?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry Libby, for once I don't follow you," said Cindy.

"What I'm saying is that Carl and Sheen tell Jimmy that there is a big depressing thing going on, we lure him out and instead of the depresing thing, he will be with you while you try to apologize."

"That's brilliant Libby!" screamed Cindy.

"So when do you want to put the plan into action?"

"NOW!"

Sorry about not updating. I had so many things to do with classes. IT'S GETTING REALLY HECTIC! I hope you are still interested in this story.