Thanks for replying everyone!!!!!!!!!!! I have to type this chapter up fast, because I'm not supposed to be on the computer... But this is going to be one of the last chapters, there's probably going to be two more.

Disclaimer:I don't own him now, but I'm working on it.

Head Over Feet

Now that Jimmy/Jason was popular, he was starting to act kind of different. Which was good since we needed him to not act like himself, but that's who I like. Jimmy, not some popular guy who was homeschooled all his life. It was all the characteristics, that probably made Jimmy unpopular in the first place, that I loved about him. Now whenever he walks into the room, he's greeted by just about every girl in the classroom, and I have to pull him away. Well, let's get back to the story, huh?

"C'mon guys, we really should go now." Libby said, as Jason was saying goodbye to his little fan club of girls that followed him around all day. Libby could see I was in a testy mood already, and she knew that I had to love Jimmy a lot to bring him back to life. And she knew I was not a very fun person to be around if I was jealous.

"Will you chill for a second, Libs? Jimmy's just socializing." Sheen said, being as dim as when I first met him. Sometimes, I don't even know how or why I became friends with Sheen. He annoys me a lot. He must've annoyed Jimmy a lot too, but they were still friends. I don't know, he's just got a certain...personality trait that I admire. Well, that and Libby really, really wanted us to get along.

"Jason, get in the car...now!!!!!" I said, now beyond the point of caring what those girls thought of me.

"Hang on, I just-"

"Now means NOW!!!" I almost yelled as I pulled him into the backseat of the car with me. "Libby, go please!"

Jimmy looked at me and saw that I wasn't exactly in a "good" mood, and kind of backed away from me.

"Look, I'm just going to skip straight to the point. You've changed a lot, and, to be perfectly honest, you're acting like Nick." He looked shocked when I accused him of that, but he didn't protest.

"I'm really, truly sorry Cin. I know how much you hate him, but..." He looked out the window, then back at me. "I've...never had this much attention before. At least, not good attention."

"Do you want to be like Nick? Did you see what happened to him in the cafeteria?" I shook my head and looked down.

"No, I don't, and yes, I did. I was sitting there laughing among the rest of those snobby little-" He put a hand over his mouth quickly.

I looked back up at him. "See. You were just acting like you used to. You were acting like Jimmy."

"Yea, but...Jimmy's not popular, Jason is."

"But I don't like Jason. Sure he dresses cool, and he's really hot, but...never mind. Just, try not to act like Nick, ok?"

"No, not ok. First you tell me to not act like myself. Then you tell me that you liked me better when I was a geeky know-it-all who ruined your life with his stupid inventions. Who do you want me to be?"

My answer was silence. He looked away. I really wished I hadn't brought him back, although I did love him, and yes, I was almost happier than I had ever been in my life. But if he was going to act like some...clone of Nick Dean, than I'd rather not have him back at all.

Libby drove the car to a stop in front of his house.

"Ok, you can both get out here, since you live right across the street and all." Libby looked at me in the rear-view mirror. I shook my head, simbolizing that I didn't know what to think about him anymore. She just nodded.

"Just think about what I said. I'm beginning to think that I shouldn't have brought you back to life in the first place." I said, which I regretted when I saw the look on his face.

I had never seen it on him before, but I've sported it plenty of times whenever Betty of April showed up. His eyes were tearful, like I had just said the worst possible thing a girl can say to a boy genius, and his smile, the one that I loved so much, was nowhere to be seen. I felt so horrible, so bad, that if someone handed me a knife, I wouldn't last five seconds before plunging it deeply into my chest. Was this how Jimmy felt whenever I gave him that look? I thought.

Jimmy had to climb over me to get out of the car and to his house. Why he didn't just get out on his side and walk around, I have no idea. But part of me was liking the closeness.

I got out on the other side and ran across the street to my house.

The next day, I got out of bed feeling really bad, like I had a cold or a migraine or something. I turned on the radio, and my all-time favorite song, Broken, by Seether, featuring Amy Lee, was on. Amy Lee is like, my hero, along with Avril Lavigne and Alanis Morsette. But, out of all the songs in the world I'd rather hear right now, Broken was the one. It was sad but upbeat, and I liked that. The music was a magnetic opposite to the words, and that was how I felt. I sang along to the lyrics. But then I realized that I had another song playing in my head. And it didn't match my mood at all.

I had no choice, but to hear you.

You stated your case, time and again.

I got dressed, and ran out to catch the bus before I missed it. And guess what. Jimmy Neutron was standing there, across the street, ready to apologize. I knew he had changed, because I saw the same loving eyes that had looked at me the night of the car accident. And I would accept his apology, because being mad at him was tearing me up inside.

I thought about it.

But when we got to our seats on the bus, he didn't say a word to me. He just sat and looked out the window. Every once in a while he would glance at something in his hand. The next time he looked at it, I did too. It was a picture of me and him, the same one that I had hanging in my locker.

You treat me like, I'm a princess.

I'm not used to, liking that.

I stood up, as tha bus had came to a stop in front of the school.

"Hey, Cindy!" Nick called, and ran up behind me before Jimmy could do anything.

Even though Nick had been banned from everything popular at school, he still had his little friend Arnie to back him up. Arnie wasn't that bad of a person, unless he was around Nick.

"What do you want, loser?" I said, as Jimmy watched.

"I was just wondering if you'd get my rep back for me." He said, and Arnie, stuck between being one of my many friends and being Nick's only friend now, just stood there, confused.

"Um, no." I answered venomously.

"Well, then, will you go out with me?"

"What do you think." It was actually more of a statement than a question.

"I think that I don't like you anymore. See ya, babe." He walked away with Arnie at his heels.

"Babe? And just what did he think he accomplished by calling me that?" I asked outloud. I looked over to where Jimmy was, but he wasn't there anymore.

You ask how my day was.

I walked into the classroom, hoping to see Jimmy in there, but he wasn't. I walked silently to my desk, ignoring the greetings from many other students. I sat there until the second bell, but no Jimmy.

"Ok, settle down class, it's time for the morning announcements." Mrs. Smith said, and everyone got silent.

"Ok, the National Junior Honor Society's toy drive raised..." The principal said over the intercom.

That was all I heard for about five minutes. Then the next voice that came on the intercom. It was Jimmy's, not Jason's.

You've already won me over, in spite of me.

"Ahem, Hello everyone. This is your new fellow student Jason. May I point out that the NJHS did an awesome job on the toy drive. Good job guys!" Of course he had to congratulate them, he used to be in the NJHS before he died. "Ok, the real reason I'm on the intercom is to ask a special girl a special question." All the girls suddenly turned their attention to the intercom.

"This girl is beautiful, the most beautiful girl in the whole world to me. And I know that we may have had our fights and arguments, but she really makes me feel popular. Being surrounded by popular kids all day doesn't make me feel that way, she does. And first I want to apologize to her about what I said to her yesterday. I'm sorry. And now, I want to ask her something." All the girls in class were whispering among themselves, probably wondering what he was talking about when he said he wanted to apologize. After all, none of them knew that he was anything more than a handsome face.

"Betty Quinlan, would you go out with me?" No, that's not really what he said. But it would go along with the story, the way it's been so depressing lately. What he really said was, "Cindy Vortex, I love you. Will you go out with me?" This was meet by the gasps of everyone, and a few girls turned to glare at me. I simply smiled.

And don't be alarmed if I fall, head over feet.

"Well, I'll be waiting for your reply." Then the intercom clicked off. Everyone was quiet, and staring at me. The guys, the kinda cute ones, looked at me as if they'd just lost any hope of ever asking me out. The girls, the popular ones, congratulated me with their eyes and their smiles, and the geeky girls just glared. Mrs. Smith stared at me too.

"Alright, well, back to our class project, you will be assigned to a group, five students..." Mrs. Smith said, and turned to write something on the board.

I didn't hear a word of it though. Jimmy Neutron had just asked me out!!!!!! I had to pinch myself. I didn't believe what happened. About five minutes later, Jimmy walked in, and all the whispering stopped as everyone shifted their gaze towards him. A blush found his face as he made his way back to his desk, next to me.

I looked up as he approached and smiled. "Is that a sign of things to come?" He whispered. I just continued smiling.

And don't be surprised if I love you, for all that you are.

I couldn't help it, it's all your fault!

At lunch, we took our usual seats at the popular table. But nothing distracted anyone's attention from Jimmy. And nothing distracted Jimmy's attention from anything but me. I looked at the silent kids around us, and glared at them. They started talking at once.

"So, uh, do you know what your, uh, answer is?" He asked me, in a down-to-earth tone. It reminded me of when we were in eigth grade and he had tried to ask me to the Christmas dance. But he had only got it halfway out of his mouth before he had mumbled the words, "never mind," and walked away. I had gone to the dance alone.

I reached over under the table and grabbed his hand. He looked up to meet my gaze and smiled.

"You don't care if everyone knows do you? Because I have a fool-proof, one point plan that will stop any rumors before they even start." I asked him.

"Why should I care? I asked you out over the intercom." He stated. He still couldn't resist the urge to be smarter than me.

"Oh, yea," I said blushing. Then I stood up on the table and cleared my throat.

"Attention all tenth graders! You all heard the morning announcements made by Ji-Jason Isaac. For those of you that didn't know, he asked me out. And I have given him my answer:yes! You may continue eating." I sat back down.

"So, when you announce things like that to everyone, people don't talk about it as much?" He questioned.

"Yep, because people know that everyone knows, so they don't waste their breath whispering to other people about it. Because it won't suprise anyone, because everyone knows!" I explained. He may be a genius, but he's not very socially educated.

"That makes a lot of sense. You're smarter than I ever gave you credit for!" He said, and he put his arm over my shoulders.

"I know, that's why I always started arguments with you when you questioned my intelligence. That, and I was trying to hide my true feelings for you." I was blushing madly now, but I continued talking, "You're a lot braver than I gave you credit for. I don't think I know of any guy that would ask me out over the intercom."

Your love is thick, and it swallowed me whole.

You're so much braver, than I gave you credit for.

"Yea, I had to think about it long and hard last night to gather up enough courage." He laughed as he remembered something. "Hey, Cindy. Remember when Nick kissed you in the fifth grade? And you yelled at him because he didn't ask?"

"Yea." I replied, wondering where he was going with this. It had to be somewhere good, because he had said the word 'kiss.'

"Well, I don't want you to yell at me, so, can I kiss you?" The last part was barely audible.

"Y-Yea. You can." I answered.

That's not lip service.

Our heads tilted towards each other as he took his arm off of my shoulder. I felt electricity, flowing through me, and I bet that if my eyes were open, I probably couldn't see straight. I could hear his heartbeat, and it was completely in time with mine. I couldn't feel any force from his tongue, he wasn't trying to push it through my lips. His breath smelled really good too, like he had just chewed some bubble gum. It was awesome, every second of it. I could hear the faint sound of applause, but I didn't care. Nothing mattered more to me than the guy that was touching his lips against mine right now. When we let go, I could hear various people make catcalls, but that didn't bother me.

You've already won me over, in spite of me.

And don't be alarmed if I fall, head over feet.

And don't be surprised if I love you, for all that you are.

I couldn't help it, it's all your fault!

It was our first kiss in front of everyone, and I was so happy right now that one little thought was pushed to the back of my head. That thought was, If this was James Isaac Neutron, everyone would be laughing and making fun of us instead of cheering Jason and I on. But that thought didn't pop up until I realized that the song I was listening to in my head now matched my mood.

You are the bearer of unconditional things,

You held your breath, and the door for me.

Thanks for your patience.

You're the best listener, that I've ever met,

You're my best friend, best friends with benefits.

What took me so long.

I wondered as I walked onto the bus that afternoon what would happen if everyone found out about Jimmy being Jason, and me bringing Jimmy back to life. I would probably be banned just like Nick, but then I realized that I wouldn't care. I'd be happy anyways.

I've never felt, this happy before,

I've never wanted, something rational.

I am aware now,

I am aware now.

I smiled as Jimmy walked me to my house. "Thanks for always saving me Cindy." He kissed me quickly.

"How do I ever save you, except, maybe, when I helped you on Intergalactic Showdown, and well, when I brought you back to life?"

"Just being alive, and paying attention for me." Then he opened the door. "Bye. I'll see you tomorrow."

I walked in and closed the door, after watching him walk over to his house.

You've already won me over, in spite of me.

And don't be alarmed if I fall, head over feet.

And don't be surprised if I love you, for all that you are.

I couldn't help it, it's all your fault!

Hope this chapter entertained you. It sure took me long enough to write.

Kristi

I don't have to tell you to R & R, do I?