Sorry this took so long. I had it all written out but it accidetly got deleted. Sorry for the wait. Here it is! Chapter 2!
At the end there's a song. If it's(like this) it's what she's doing while she's singing. If it's in bold then she's talking.
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QUAAAAAAAKKK!
Ch. 2 The Transformation or That don't Impress Me
"This is no time for singing! It's almost QuaaLunch!" Ms. Donald quacked.
"It's okay Ms. Donald, I think (literally) I know what I want to be." Cindy thought.
"Great." Jimmy said, impatiently. "Then we can turn this off and the DM 2.0 can refrequence your brain waves."
Now the rest of the class can't hear Cindy thinking but let's take a peak, shall we? Inside Cindy's head there were three Cindy's arguing.
Cindy1: And again we have another explanation of Neutrons fabulous mind and his fabulous inventions while he fabulously bores everyone to death.
Cindy2: Well, that's not exactly true. Some people in the class have a bad memory.
Cindy3: And most of them are slow.
Cindy1 laughs.
Cindy2: Stop it girls.
Cindy 1: Okay, okay.
Cindy3: He did say we needed to concentrate.
Cindy2: So think girls, think…
We back out of Cindy's mind when Jimmy remembers something.
"Oh, wait," he exclaimed. "I almost forgot." He quickly puts on MIB type classes and ear muffs. "So I won't be affected. You never know if people won't be able to remember this and I'll have to tell them all the stupid things they did as your fans. Okay, you can go ahead and think now."
Cindy closed her eyes and concentrated. Soon a blinding light flashed and a strange noise. (If you've seen Glaxy Quest it's like when they are transported on & off the ship) After a few minutes, the sound fades away along with the light and the kids have blank expressions on their faces. Jimmy slowly scans the room (with his eyes, not something high-tech) and finds that the kids are the exactly the same. Except for Sheen, who now had replaced his Ultralord shirt with one that read, "TO OLD FOR CINDY" (like the black one's that say "to young for Ashton." Do you know what I'm talking about?), and Cindy who know had her long blonde hair down with a foe snake skin jacket and a portable microphone in her pocket. Jimmy noticed the sunlight shining through the windows, which made Cindy's newly glossed lips look even shinier. (Jimmy: Ooh, shiny!) His eyes slightly widened at the (rather cute) change in her attire (it means clothes you idiots). After a couple second, the kids lost their blank stares and Jimmy took off his "protection." (from the effects, not what you're thinking with your dirty, dirty minds.)
"So, Cindy. What exactly are you?" Jimmy asked, in a reporter like tone. "What do you do? Who are you?"
"What is she?" Libby sprang up from her seat. "What is she? Oh, she's nothing, really. Just the biggest, best, and most famous singer in all of Retroville, that's all."
"Actually," Jimmy said thoughtfully, "She's probably the only famous singer in Retroville. She might be the only singer in Retroville period."
"Well, she lives up to her name! Go Cindy!" Sheen hysterically screamed but was quickly silenced by Libby's glare.
"Okay," Jimmy said, "This is getting a little out of hand. We know how it works so we should change you back…"
"No way Neutron," Cindy pushed him back into his seat. "I've been waiting for this since I was five years old. You wanna hear a song?"
The kids cheered for Cindy.
"Alright! Any requests?"
"Like, True Romance!" Brittany yelled. "Talkin' 'bout True Romance!"
"I've heard that song a million times," Carl said. "Let's have a new one!"
"That don't Impress Me Much," Libby shouted above them all. "It's my favorite."
"I'll go with Libby's request," Cindy announced. Mostly because that was the only song she knew. She couldn't remember writing a song called True Romance.
(music starts and Cindy walks over singing directly to Jimmy)
I've known a few guys who
thought they were pretty smart
But you've got being right
down to an art
You know you're a genius
you drive me up a wall
You're a regular, original
Know it all
Oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're a rocket scientist
That don't impress me much
So you've got the brains
but have you got the touch
Now don't get me wrong
Yeah I thinkyou're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the
Middle of the night.
That don't impress me… much
(walks away from Jimmy to Nick Dean)
I never knew a guy
Who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve
(took out Nick's comb from out of his jacket)
Just in case
But all that extra hold jell
In your hair oughta lock it
Cause heaven forbid
It should call outta place
(she messes up his hair)
Oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you're Nick Dean
That don't impress me much
So you've got the looks
but have you got the touch
Now don't get me wrong
Yeah I thinkyou're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the
Middle of the night…
That don't impress me… much
(walks over to the only guy in the 8th grade with a car…Sheen)
You're one of those guys
Who likes to shine his machine
You make me take off my shoes
Before you let me get in
I can't believe you kiss your
Car good night
Now come on baby tell me
You must be joking, right?
Oh, oh, you think you're special
Oh, oh, you think you're something else
Okay, so you got a car
That don't impress me much
So you've got the moves
but have you got the touch
Now don't get me wrong
Yeah you're alright
But that won't keep me warm in the
Middle of the night.
That don't impress me much
Oh, oh, no
(goes back to Nick)
You think you're cool
but have you got the touch
Now, Now don't get me wrong
Yeah you're alright
But that won't keep me warm on the
Long, cold, lonely nights
That don't impress me much
So who do you think you are any way?
Nick: I'm Nick Dean…
Whatever
(goes back to the front of the room)
That don't impress me!
The whole class cheers.
"Thank you, that you!" Cindy blows kisses to her auidience. "You're fabulous! I'm fabulous! Thank you."
Jimmy sneaks up behind Cindy with the helmet in hand.
"I hope you enjoyed that because your fifteen minutes of fame have just been cut short."
Jimmy locks the helmet to Cindy's head and flicks the reversal switch on the D.M. 2.0. The blinding light and blank stares came back but the noise wasn't to be heard.
BOOM
Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or That don't Impress me Much by Shanaia Twain. I had to change a few words of it, though, to make it fit the stroy so I own those words.
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