Here's the second to last chapter! Hope you guys like it! And I think that the last chapter will suprise everyone...he he he.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron. Do I sound like a millionaire?

Swallow The Knife

So our open wounds will bleed,

Until our veins run dry.

I woke up in a cold sweat. I had the feeling that something just wasn't right in my life, like I was living a lie. Maybe I wasn't, but I was helping someone else live dishonestly. It wasn't that big of a deal, at least I didn't think it was. But it swelled up in my stomach like I was going to throw up. I never did, but I hated that feeling. I layed awake for several hours, until I came to the conclusion of what I had to do. I knew that Jimmy wouldn't like it, but I hoped he was feeling the same thing I was right now. Then he'd understand.

Now we have have to take this thorn,

And tear it from our side.

I looked at my clock. Finally. Time to get up. I jumped in the shower which made the bad feeling go away, for a while. I got dressed and walked out to the bus, to be greeted by Libby and Sheen.

"What's up, girl? You haven't called me in a while." Libby said as she approached me.

"Yea, what's crackin', homie?" Sheen said, making the hang loose sign with his hand.

"Sheen, sweetie, I don't want to hit you but I will if I have to!" Libby said. I laughed. Typical day in Retroville.

I still felt a little sick to my stomach, but the feeling went away when I saw Jimmy walking up to us. He may have looked like a skater punk to everyone else, but he still looked like the geeky know-it-all with the ice cream hair in my eyes. And maybe it was just because his personality change from 'Mr. Playa' to 'Sweet boyfriend every girl wished for' was making me hullucinate, but he was wearing his red atom shirt and his blue jeans that weren't rolled up at the bottom, although they didn't have holes in them like the jeans he wore when he was Jason. Obviously I wasn't hullucinating, because Sheen and Libby gasped too.

Agitated at the fault line.

Still agreed to disagree.

"Hey guys!" He walked up to me and kissed me on the lips quickly.

"Jason, wha-what are you doing in those clothes?" I said, trying to sound dissapointed and failing.

"To be completely honest, I was tired of living a lie." He looked at me with those deep blue eyes and my stomach pain went away imeddiately.

You're connected at the heart,

But tonight we'll set you free.

"Ok," I just had to let the smile I was holding inside find it's way to my face.

He put his arm around me as we walked onto the bus, followed by Libby and Sheen, who had also put his arm around Libby. We were met by several looks, you know, the ones that seem as if the person just saw a ghost. I held my head up a little and ignored it. As far as I was concerned, we were the only two people on the bus. Or at least that's how I was going to act.

So just swallow the knife,

Carve the way for your pride.

I sat down after Jimmy, and put my headphones on. I felt Jimmy put his arm on my back. He had his headphones on too. I guess it was better that way, so we couldn't hear what everyone was saying about us.

Nick walked up to me. I paused the song I was listening to. "I can not believe you. I mean, c'mon, that's Spewtron. Look, I don't know how you got back to life, but you better leave my girl alone." Jimmy looked up and then glared when he saw Nick.

"You know, going out with a stupid loser like that dork is like social suicide. I can't wait until we get to school!" With that he went back to his seat.

Now our hands are tied.

The problems lie within.

And we pray for night,

To start over again.

The same thing happened to us all day. But when we got to lunch, it stopped. I got my lunch tray followed by Jimmy, and we made our way to where Libby and Sheen sat.

"Hey Libs!" I greeted, trying to sound cheerful.

"Hey, Cindy. So, uh, what's up?" She looked quite confused whenever she looked at Jimmy.

"Nothing much." I said, nonchalantly.

Sheen leaned over to whisper to me. "What is Jimmy doing? He's blowing our plan into little, bite-size pieces!"

"I have no idea. Let's just play along, ok?" I whispered back.

He sat back down, then turned to Jimmy. "Jimmy, I know you like being your old, smart self, but for the love of Ultralord, what are you doing?!?!"

Anyone who wasn't staring at us, now were because of Sheen's little outburst.

I stood up. "Guys, I've gotta go to the bathroom. Libby..." I made a gesture for her to come with me with my head.

"Oh. Oh, right. Ok, we'll be back." She said, also standing up.

We walked across the ominously silent cafeteria to the hallway doors. The bathroom was right across the hallway from the cafeteria, so we were in the safe silence of the girl's bathroom.

Even now as I write this down,

All pretentions disappear.

"Libby, I've been thinking. You know how I brought Jimmy back to life and stuff?" I asked her.

"Yea. Duh, Cindy, I was there." She answered, checking her make-up in the mirror on the bathroom wall.

"Well, remember when we went to see that movie Final Destination?" I asked.

"Yea. Where are you goin' with this, girl?" She turned to look at me seriously.

"Well, no one's gotten hurt or...killed, yet, but what if saving his life means that I helped him cheat death?" She stared at me.

"He didn't cheat death, he was already dead and you brought him back to life. That's not cheating death." She walked over to where I was sitting and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Ok, but what if something does happen?" I looked into those caring brown eyes of my best friend.

"Well...then you can come talk to me." We smiled. "But don't do anything drastic until you talk it over with me."

With that, she picked up her purse. "I'm going back out to finish my lunch. Talk to ya later." She walked out the door, leaving me alone.

I grabbed my purse, put it on my shoulder, and walked over to look at my reflection in the mirror. My straight, blonde hair, which was usually kind of ratty looking(in a good way) was very pretty looking hanging down by my shoulders. My hoodie, which was my favorite one, was a black one that had the New Found Glory logo on it. I had taken a pair of scissors and cut the neck line a little. My purse, which was plaid with a lot metal zippers and key rings on it, was my favorite purse. I made sure that my eyeliner wasn't running, I walked out of the bathroom and back into the cafeteria. Out of the frying pan and into the fire, as my cousin Amy would say.

Now our impulses will bite,

At the ankles of our fear.

"Hey guys, I'm back." I tried to make myself smile as I sat back down at our table.

"Hey Cin. You alright?" Jimmy asked me in a modest voice that told me he could tell my smile was forced.

"Yea, I'm fine. My eye liner was running, so, you know, I had to fix it, and it made my eyes hurt. That's why they're all red and puffy." He smiled and grabbed my hand, though his smile was questioning.

"Hey, did you hear about what happened to that Nick kid?" Someone who was walking past me said to his compatriot.

"What? What happened to Nick Dean?" He turned to look at me and I realized that the boy was probably in eigth grade.

"He got hit by a semi while he was driving his motorcycle home because he didn't want to go to the rest of the day of school today. His brakeline snapped, and he slid under it.I personally think he deserved it, the little bas-"

"Hit by a semi?!?! That's really disturbing. Is he still alive?" I asked jumping up to face the kid.

"Why do you care Cindy, you hated him. I extremely disliked him, too. I don't think anyone liked him." Sheen started branching off to relate the conversation to Ultralord.

"Yea, he's still alive. Hey, if I were in tenth grade, would you go ou-"

"No." I answered him nonchalantly. He walked away with his head down, then saw his friend and went to catch up.

So swallow the knife,

Carve the way for your pride.

I turned to find Libby giving me weird looks. I knew it related to our conversation in the bathroom, and somehow she did too. But it wasn't that big of a deal. After all, it was Nick. And, it wasn't like he was dead or anything. But, I have to admit, he did deserve it, and he was a bastard, like that kid had almost said. Still, I felt like it was partially if not distinctly my fault. It was a weird feeling, but weird feelings were becoming normal for me.

"Hey Cindy. What's shakin?" Betty walked up, giving Jimmy bedroom eyes the whole time.

"Nothing that you need to know about Quinlan." I answered and was about to turn around when her next words stopped me.

"Well, it has to be something I need to know about, especially if you've slept with any certain guys..." She went to walk away but I put a hand on her shoulder to stop her.

"I didn't sleep with anyone! But, even if I did, it wouldn't be a one-night stand like the ones you have." I said furiously, and saw a look of such deep frustration that it almost scared me. Almost.

"I haven't slept with anyone, but there is one person that I would like to sleep with..." She cast an amorous glance at Jimmy, but unfortunately for her I caught it.

"OH! Do you wanna take this outside?" I asked, with a look of utter hatred sweeping my features.

"Gladly."

"After you." I made a gesture to the door with my hands and followed her out it. I could hear Libby, Jimmy, and Sheen silently get up to follow us also.

We got outside, and I had to stop in my tracks, because I saw a bus fly past the school at an unreasonably fast speed. I blinked and thought about it. No one else had seemed to notice it. I turned to Libby.

"Libby, did you ust see that bus?" I whispered.

"No, are you seein things, girl?" I started to panic. But then I remembered where I was, and who I was furious at.

I ran up to Betty and did a jump-front snap-kick. She blocked it and punched at me swiftly.

"Cat fight! Cat fight!" Sheen yelled and he walked up a bit closer to watch. "Man, Jimmy, you're so lucky."

I heard a scoff come from Libby's direction, but I had to concentrate.

Now our hands are tied,

The problems lie within.

And we wait for night,

To start over again.

"Since when are you a martial artist?" I asked Betty.

"Since I was almost kidnapped by some guy in a Walmart." She looked defiant, and turned to see if Jimmy had seen the round kick she had just got me in the stomach with. Bad move. I side kicked her in the face and she stumbled back to where she had to balance herself on the edge of the sidewalk. I kept kicking. I didn't care how bad she was injured by me at that point, I wanted to beat her to a pulp. If that was possible for a human being to be beaten like that.

"You're such a biotch, Cindy!" She yelled at me. We stopped sparring as she backed onto the road to get away from me.

I realized that she had gotten right in the bus's path. "Betty, look, I think you should move. Get out of the road." I took a step toward her gently, but she only moved further into the path.

"Why should I do what you say? You've only stolen my love, my popularlarity, and most importantly my dignity. Well, you know what I think of you? I think you're a scummy, little-"

At that instant, the bujs flew by so fast, we didn't even see it hit her. All I remember seeing was Betty staqnding in the road, then for a split second I saw a bus take her place, then Betty and the bus were both gone and there was some blood splattered on the road a few yards up the road.

I turned to see the surprised and frightened faces of Jimmy, Libby, and Sheen.

"Libby!" I called out to her. I didn't have to say anything else.

She ran up to me and pulled me into an embrace that I returned. "You know what this means, right? Anybody that I come into contact with, gets severely hurt or dies."

"No, no Cindy. That wasn't your fault. It was Betty's stupidity and sheer ignorance that did it. I mean, you tried to save her right?" I turned away, and saw Jimmy in front of me. It was then that I began to think of another plan.

"Jimmy," I said, and a tear slid down the side of my face as I thought of what I had to do. "I want you to take me on a ride in your hovercar."

"Sure. Where do you want to go?" I was pulled into an embrace as he softly whispered this in my ear. I could tell my question took him by surprise.

"I want to go over the ocean. It doesn't matter which one, I just want to see the ocean. I love the ocean, it makes me forget about all my stress."

"You sound so depressed. Lighten up. It wasn't your fault, and I'm actually kinda glad Betty's gone. She was a nuisance." He looked into my eyes lovingly. That just made more tears fall down my face.

"Jimmy, when Nick's brakeline snapped and he got hurt, I felt like it was my fault. Now, I definately feel like it's my fault that Betty's dead." He just gave me a pitiful look, like he knew what I felt, but I just couldn't quite place what else it was that I saw in his eyes.

He just hugged me tighter.

Words are spoken, Words are broken down.

So let's make this night be our best mistake,

So let's take this time to wipe the blood away.

I hoped you guys were mildly entertained by this extremely long chapter. It took enough time to write it...