Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.
Jimmy continued leading a normal life. He was still happy, but something was weird. That John kid was really getting on his nerves. He was also a genius. He actually beat Jimmy on a test! And he had an even bigger ego than Jimmy.
Stupid John. So he beat me on one test, big deal. I don't go rubbing it in every time I beat him on a test. And what's with that weird headache I get whenever he's around? Plus that seizure type thing I went through when he first came to school. I bet that he's the change that my future self was talking about.
Jimmy took a seat in his history class. This was now his least favorite class, due to the fact that John sat right next to him. But Cindy sat in front of him, so that made it a little better. God, I love her hair. It's like a golden...Hey Neutron. Ready to get your ass whooped again?" John interrupted Jimmy's thoughts.
Jeez, does he have to put so much emphasis on my last name? "Hey John," Jimmy said as he rubbed his temple. He was getting another headache.
A few more seconds passed, the two of them sitting in silence. The bell would ring in a minute.
"So, James, is that Vortex girl your friend?" John asked.
"Yes, Cindy is one of my best friends," he said loudly, hoping that Cindy would hear. She didn't even lift her head up from her book.
"Boy, she's hot, huh?" John asked in a somewhat evil tone.
"I, I suppose," Jimmy mumbled.
"I'd love to do her," John whispered to Jimmy.
"What did you just say?" Jimmy asked. He tightened his grip on his pencil.
"You know, I'd like to bang her," John whispered.
"Shut up," Jimmy whispered back.
"She's not girlfriend material though, she looks like a slut," he continued.
"You better shut up," Jimmy seethed through clenched teeth. The pencil in his hand snapped.
"You know, she doesn't look that smart, either. You know how blondes are, they're so easy. All they care about is parties and stuff. They're all whores," John continued.
"I swear to God, I'll snap your little neck if you don't shut up," Jimmy continued, grabbing John's collar.
"What? All I'm saying is that your friend is a whore. I mean, come on. Look at her. She's asking for it," John stupidly continued.
"So are you," Jimmy spat out as he fiercely threw John onto the floor. Everybody stared at Jimmy.
The teacher then walked in. "Mr. Duncans, why are you on the floor?" he tiredly asked.
"He tripped. Didn't you?" Jimmy stated as he threw John a cold glare. He saw John flinch, but just for a second.
"Yeah, must have tripped over some small, pathetic rat," John spat out as he took his seat.
That afternoon Jimmy ran home after school. He went into his dad's tool shed and grabbed a sledgehammer. He took it with him into his lab. Goddard started to run towards Jimmy, but he ran away when he saw the hammer.
Jimmy walked up to the sealed doors of his gym. He took a few deep breaths and smashed a hole in the door. He kept hitting it until there was a hole big enough for him to fit through.
"I don't care if Cindy never talks to me again and hates me for the rest of her life. YOU DON'T INSULT HER," he mumbled as he stepped inside his gym and began lifting weights. I'm back.
Author's Note: And that is how book two ends. Thanks for reading, and please review. Book three should be up within a few days.