Sorry I didn't put a dedication up for some of you, but I'm not really supposed to be on the computer. I got grounded off of the for a month because I was on it when I was supposed to be doing my algebra homework. But my dad's not home right now, so I'm going to update.

Disclaimer: I just don't own Jimmy...yet.

Bring Me To Life

I expected to be greeted by Sheen and Libby when I got back, but no one was there. Then I remembered that Egypt and America were on different time zones, and they were probably at home in bed, asleep. Which brought me to another thought. What are my parents going to do when I walk through the door past my curfew. My dad would go crazy and my mom would scold me, and then my dad would yell at her for scolding me, and then they would get into a fight, like always. I walked across the street to my house and opened the door.

"Where have you been young lady?!?!?!" My dad screamed at me, slobbering flinging out in all directions from his red face.

"I went to Egypt." I replied. It would've been sarcasm, if it wasn't true. "I was hanging out at Libby's, remember?"

"No." He thought to himself.

"Well, I asked this morning, and you said I could go over to her house after school."

"I must've been...asleep." He said, and my mom walked out. The trouble began.

"Where exactly have you been young lady? I was worried sick about you!" She scolded. Uh oh.

"Don't you talk to her like that!" My dad turned to her.

"I was just worried about her safety! I thought that she had gotten into a wreck like that stupid boy that lived across the street!" She screamed.

My face turned red, and the tears came back again. I heard more yelling, but I couldn't make out what was being said. I was running blindly up the stairs. I slammed my door and leaned against it. Stupid? Stupid! They didn't even know him! They might've heard me talk about him, but I never said he was stupid. I don't lie like that. I looked over my shoulder as if to see Jimmy there, but there was nothing. I put my hand up to where I was looking, but I felt nothing. After that I felt stupid and walked across the room to my bed and layed down. I drifted into unconconciousness.

The next day, afterschool, I met Libby and Sheen at the lab again. But this time, we went to the funeral home with the hovercar. They still hadn't buried Jimmy, so he was sitting in the room, still in his coffin. I almost cried when I saw him lating there, peaceful, but then I remembered what we were doing and the biggest smile came on my face. I pointed the Electrolife at him, and pressed the button. Nothing happened. We waited for about five minutes when we turned away. Libby put her arm around me as I silently sobbed in my hands. Then I heard something.

"Cindy?" I turned to see him sitting up in the coffin, rubbing his head. I ran up to him and pulled him into an embrace. "I-I didn't think I was missed that much."

I let go, but kept my hands on his arms. "You didn't think you were going to be missed that much? Don't you remember anything from when you were dead?"

He shook his head. "No, why did you hug me?"

"Um, well do you remember what happened right before you died?"

"No...wait, yes. We k-"

"Ok, glad to know you remembered! Let's get out of here!'

"Yea, this place creeps me out!" Libby said. Sheen put his arm on her shoulders, and she smiled. They walked out.

"Why did you...why did you kiss me Cindy?" He asked as I helped him out of his supposed 'eternal bed.'

"Because...I don't know. Well, you were dying and..."

"How did it feel?" He had a sly grin on his face.

"It sucked." I repressed a smile.

"Oh, it sucked huh?"

"Yep, it sucked."

"Well, does this suck?" He pulled me into a kiss before I could answer him. The same electricity that had flowed through me two weeks ago, came again. He let go.

"...yes."

"Oh, it did?"

"Yea. See, if you were to kiss me longer, then I might change my mind." I smiled.

He kissed me again, but it was longer. In fact, we would have been making out if we were sitting down or laying down or something.

"Hey! You two coming?" Sheen popped his head in the door.

We let go instantly, and suddemly I was five feet away from him.

"Yea, just let me get used to walking." Jimmy called. Sheen dissapeared.

"You're one smart cookie." I said jokingly.

"Yea, but when they made Sheen's batch, the cookies got burnt." We laughed, it was another one of our little jokes that we made up in the back of science class together before he died.

We walked out to meet Sheen and Libby, and walked slowly behind them, but walked just fast enough to where it wouldn't look suspicious.

"Jimmy...what's everyone going to think?" He looked at me quizically. But he knew that I meant what would everyone think about me bringing him back to life.

"...I'm not sure...I could just say that Goddard somehow, miraculously, brought me back among the living." He suddenly became interested in his black jelly bracelet on his arm.

"Yea...yea, I guess that would work." I looked at the sky. I really hoped that he remembered what I said to him before he died. Then hopefully I wouldn't have to explain it.

Nothing's ever that easy though.

I woke up to a scream that had just about shattered my eardrums. It came from across the street. Jimmy had probably just walked into his front door, like nothing had happened. I looked over at my clock, which blinked 2:34 pm in green. I groaned out loud. My room was freezing, and I guess the scream that Jimmy's mother had issued had waken up my parents. I should've been so miserable, but I felt like I was the happiest girl in the world. But even though I was happy, I just couldn't go back to sleep. I eventually did, but I didn't sleep very well.

"Ok, just let me think of something else for a Plan A." I told Jimmy, who had came over an hour before school.

"Alright." He sighed.

"Ok, I've got it. All you have to do is...change the way you look. Remember when Libby gave me that make-over and everyone thought I was some new exchange student or something?" I thought it would be impossible, but a smile spread across his face.

"Alright!" He exclaimed, understanding what I had meant. "I want to look like one of those punk people."

"Uh, you mean a skateboarder. I have some skateboarder clothes that my cousin grew out of in the basement. I'll go get them."

I came back up with a box full of clothes. After about 30 outfits, I found one that looked awesome on him. His shoes were black lined with blue etnies, bar-laced. He was wearing a pair of old torn-up element jeans, my cousin had gone skateboarding in them. His shirt said something about arresting him because he was a skateboarder, and he pulled a hoodie over top of it that was just black and said Billabong. My cousin used to have the same build as him, so the clothes fit him almost perfectly. Next was the hair.

"Ok, what're we gonna do with your ice-cream hair?" I looked at it in the mirror.

"How about you cut it down and put it in a shaggy hair style. Or something like that." He looked excited at the thought.

"I can do that!" I picked up a pair of scissors.

About six inches and a few highlights later, I spun him around in the chair so he was facing the mirror.

"Oh my!...Cindy! I-I !!!" He yelled. He jumped up and embraced me.

"Don't let go." I whispered loud enough for him to hear.

"I have to. We have school."

"Yea, I know." We let go. He turned to grab his bookbag.

"Wait, what're you wearing today?" He turned to look, taking in every inch of my outfit.

I was wearing my Evanescence quarter sleeve black shirt with the blue fish-net underneath, my black Kik girl pants, and my Roxy's. He looked me up, then down, then back up again and nodded.

"What?" I asked.

"Oh...nothing. I was just...looking at something." He turned to go out and stopped.

"What do you want for Christmas?"

"Me? Oh, I don't know. I'll have to get back to you on that one." He held open the door and I took the oppurtunity to get into the nice hallway, turned away from him so he couldn't see the red version of my face.

Sorry if this chapter sucks, I promise the next one will be better. I'm writing this while half asleep, so...

Merry Christmas! Happy Hannuka! Happy Qwanza! Happy New Year! Happy Any Thing Else I Forgot! I really can't spell!