Wow, I didn't think anyone would like it this much! Well, I don't have anything to say now, so I'm going to stop being an annoyance and continue on to the story.

IneedLove2-Thanks, I thought it was kinda upsetting too, but you know how that movie is...

Sly Cooper-I love both of the Final Destination movies, and I was watching the first one last night. I started thinking about writing a new JN fanfic, and then the thought hit me: write one that goes along the storyline of FD.

Kingdom219-Alright! Alright...darn it! lol

Phantomhobbitses-If I didn't make it suspenseful, would you still read it? lol

Sassy08-Final Destination is, in my opinion, one of the greatest movies that I have ever had the pleasure to watch. Nearly everyone that I know loves the movie.

MagicV-You'll find out what's gonna happen in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jimmy Neutron or Final Destination.

Cheating Death

The blue-eyed boy shook his head and looked around, seeing that he was in the farmilar setting of Mrs. Fowl's classroom. Sheen and Carl were sitting in their seats, Carl drawing his picture of a llama. Sheen was talking to Libby, just like they were before they left for the bus.

What just happened? He thought, confused and feeling strangely out of place. He turned his attention to the direction of Cindy and Nick, watching them passionately kiss again. When they broke apart, Nick caught Jimmy's thoughtful gaze.

"Um...Nerdtron...you okay?" He asked, waving a hand in front of his face.

Instead of snapping like he did before (which, he was still baffled that there was a "before"), he said slowly, "Yeah, I was just thinking about something. Cindy, can I talk to you...without him?" He tilted his head in Nick's direction.

Her brilliant green eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Alright, but it had better be good!" She threatened.

He nodded and pulled her over to the pencil sharpener that was on the wall by the door, making sure that Nick was out of earshot.

"Cindy. I-I think I'm going insane." She looked at him amazed for a moment, then an expression of disgust grasped her face as she scoffed.

"Neutron, you interrupted my conversation with Nick to tell you that you were insane? I could've told you that years ago!" She turned to walk away but Jimmy grabbed her arm, causing her to turn back to face him.

"No, Cindy. I'm serious," He replaced his aggrivated look with a hopeful one. "Before, when you and Nick were...kissing, I...I must've just imagined it due to extreme boredom, or lack of food or sleep or something, because there's no scientifically possible way to explain what I saw." He paused to make sure she was still with him. "I imagined that we had gotten on the bus, and Sheen traded seats with you so he could sit with Libby, then...I saw a semi-truck swerving in the opposite lane ahead of us on the highway. It came towards us head on, and it was carrying a tank of gasoline. When it collided with us, it exploded and everything went up in flames. Everyone on the bus died. And something that came to my mind after we died and everything was black was the number 180."

Cindy's mouth was open slightly at this sudden outburst of words. She blinked her eyes a few times before she closed her mouth and shot Jimmy a look of defiance.

"You're slipping Neutron. I'm gonna be the smartest kid in school in no time if you keep this up."

"No! No, Cindy, believe me! Please! I saw Sheen die, then Libby died, then I watched you die, and it was so...real..." He turned his sincere eyes from her to the floor at her feet as he sighed. "Nevermind. If you don't want to listen to me, then go ahead. But I'm not going."

She stared at him for the longest time, but decided that he wasn't going to do or say anything else. Libby, who had heard Jimmy say that he needed to talk to Cindy and had listened to their conversation in hopes of hearing a long-kept-secret confession, had instead gotten an earful. She caught Cindy as she was slowly making her way back to her desk.

"What was that all about?" She asked, concerned.

"He said that the bus we're gonna take to the observatory was going to be in a wreck, but I don't know if I should believe him or not," She sat down in her desk.

"Well, he sounded pretty sincere. And it's not like Jimmy to make something like that up. You know how bad he is at story writing."

"Yeah, but what if it's just a trick? It is like him to play a practical joke on me."

"I don't think this is a joke, Cin," Libby said, and pointed to where Jimmy sat in his desk, taking deep breathes and muttering something inaudible.

"Hmmmm..." Cindy looked at her hands, contemplating whether to trust Jimmy or not.

Sure, he had played a number of different pranks and jokes on her and Libby, but there were many times when he had tried to tell them something and they didn't listen to him. Something would always go wrong in those situations, and their lives almost always ended up on the line, so why did she have this much trouble trying to believe him? This would be so much easier if he didn't have those deep blue eyes, She thought as she studied him, then shook herself out of it as Libby was looking at her funny. Why does he have this effect on me? I'm supposed to feel like this when I'm around Nick.

"Oh, what the heck. We'd only get a detention for skipping the field trip anyway," Cindy stated throwing her hands down in defeat, and Libby went over to Sheen to confirm what they had heard.

"Hey, Neutron," Cindy called as the late bell rang. "I believe you."

He smiled, one that reflected her own, then looked straight forward, obviously in thought. Then he stood up.

"Excuse me!" He yelled loudly. The class stopped talking and looked at him. "I-I...I don't think that it's safe to get on that bus."

At this, many of the students began to talk among themselves. "Listen, please! I saw...I had a...vision...that the bus was gonna be in a terrible wreck, and everyone in here is going to die if you don't listen!"

However, no one listened, knowing that Jimmy was known for building malfunctioning inventions and such. He was never taken seriously enough. Catastrophe was just something that always happened when he had something to say or do or...show off, and his peers knew that even if he did get them into some life-threatening problem, he would get them out just like he always had before. Ushered to sit down by Mrs. Fowl, he slumped as low as he could in his seat and watched her take control of his peers.

"Okay, everyone, form a single file line at the door behind me!" Mrs. Fowl called and waited patiently while her students filed in behind her.

"Jimmy, what're we gonna do?" Libby asked as she stood up.

"Well, if they're not gonna listen, then too bad for them. We'll just wait here until they leave, then we'll get my hovercar and try to prevent the accident from happening," He replied jumping up, as Cindy, Libby, Sheen, and Carl gathered around him to hear his plan.

Betty Quinlan walked past Jimmy to join the line, when Jimmy stopped her. "Betty, please don't go. Stay here with us."

She looked back towards the class, then at Jimmy. "Alright Jimmy, but you'd better not get us in trouble."

She smiled sweetly and Jimmy turned limp. Cindy turned to Libby. "Now why did he have to go and tell Little Miss Ever-So-Nice-And-Perfect! I would rather have her die in a fiery head-on collision with a semi!"

"Tell me about it!" Libby concurred.

"I don't know why she's so perfect anyways...If she still has her virginity with the looks she has, then I'm impressed," Cindy said in a rude way.

Jimmy heard what Cindy had just said and looked at her for a moment. He felt the same gut-wrenching feeling that he had when he'd watched Nick and Cindy kiss, and he knew there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't just walk up to Nick and say, "I want your girlfriend to be my girlfriend. Sorry, but you're not going out with her anymore." And it's not like Cindy would just agree with him and be Jimmy's girlfriend...not that he wanted her too. The very thought of having her as a girlfriend and maybe even...kissing those lips that have been all over Nick's were just downright disgusting...at least, he wished that he thought that way.

"Alright everyone. Now we just have to get out of here unnoticed and make it to my lab."

"Jimmy, what makes you think that this is gonna happen?" Looking in the direction of the voice, he shot an angry glare at everyone of his friends in turn, seeing that it was Betty that had spoke.

"What makes you think that it won't!" Cindy argued venomously with her.

"I wasn't asking you!" The taller brunette yelled, getting in the shorter blonde's face.

"Ladies! Ladies. Calm down," Sheen said, and the girls turned to him with blushes of embarrassment creeping onto their faces.

"Why can't you all get along!" Carl cried out dramatically, going down on one knee while lifting his hands to the heavens.

"To the lab!" Sheen yelled enthusiastically.

Everyone looked at him. "What? I'm just caught up in the excitement of the moment, that's all!"

When they got to Jimmy's house, Jimmy pushed a button on his garage door and got his hovercar out. Assigning Betty and Carl to stay in his garage and keep guard, he patiently waited for Libby, Sheen, and Cindy to get in his hovercar.

"But Jimmy, I wanna ride in the hovercar!" Carl whined.

"Sorry Carl, but all seven of us just won't fit. I'm taking the most scientifically capable with me in case something does happen," Jimmy stated.

"So, you're saying that Sheen is one of the most "scientifically capable" in this group?" Cindy asked sarcastically from her passenger's seat in the hovercar.

"Yeah, well actually it's just so he doesn't have another...episode," Jimmy whispered to her, then jumped in the driver's seat and started pressing buttons.

"We'll be back," Jimmy called down to his remaining friends before speeding away towards the highway.

"So where's our bus, Jimmy?" Cindy said tiredly.

"It should be coming past here soon," He replied.

"But it's almost been an hour!"

"Stop whining! If captain Jimmy says it'll be here, then it'll be here!" Sheen said.

"Thanks Sheen."

"No problem buddy."

Jimmy looked back at him to see that Sheen and Libby had wasted no time in making themselves comfortable. Libby was on Sheen's lap, and they were staring into each other's eyes, ready to lock lips.

"Ahem!" Cindy fake-coughed to make them stop.

"Are you okay Cindy? You better get a drink," Sheen said, then turned back to what he was doing.

Both Jimmy and Cindy turned away, not really feeling a desire to watch their best friends make out. Jimmy looked up at Cindy when she turned to face away from him, and she wrapped her arms around her back. Then she began rubbing her back and moving her head, making kissing noises. Jimmy started to giggle, and Cindy looked back at him, suddenly not being able to break their gaze. Her inquisitive emerald orbs were just so full of emotion that he wanted to reach out and touch her face, to pull her close to him and look at the stars and constellations on a clear summer's night. He wanted to know what it was like to feel her warm body against his, he wanted to feel the warm sensation of her skin touching his...

He loved the way she did things. The way she bit her bottom lip whenever she was nervous, the way she brushed her hair with her fingers when she was bored, the look on her face when he had just proved her wrong about something. The way she was looking at him right now...

"JIMMY! JIMMY!" Sheen screamed. "The bus! There it is! Bus 180!"

"Ok! Ok, thanks Sheen. I don't know what I'd do without you," Either Sheen didn't recognize the sarcasm in Jimmy's voice, or he just ignored it, because he just shrugged and said, "I'm here for ya, Jim."

Jimmy pressed a button, and his friends waited for something to happen. He looked at it a bit confused for a moment, then hesitantly pushed it again. Nothing.

"Uh oh. The batteries must be dead. How can this be possible? I charged them up just last week!" Frustrated, Jimmy jumped out of the hovecar, which was parked in a parking lot a little ways from the highway, and began to search for the problem.

"Um...Jimmy? I think that you'd better hurry," Cindy said in an almost panicky tone.

For a split second, all Jimmy could hear was screeching tires against concrete. There was an explosion from the direction of the highway, and all four teens ran as fast as they could to where they could get a better look. Helplessly watching as the truck collided with the bus that they were supposed to be on was enough to make every one of them turn away, but none wanted to.

"Oh no," Cindy said in a whisper. "Nick was...Nick...he..."

As reality hit her, the tears started to come down.

"Nick!" She called as she tried to run, but found herself bound safely by Jimmy's arms. She tried to break away from her restraints, but it was no use. "Nick!"

Another explosion erupted from the giant silver container, causing everyone to flinch. Cindy no longer tried to escape from Jimmy, but sobbed openly on his shoulder. Cars were stopping all around just to try to avoid getting into the wreck. Jimmy had to practically drag Cindy from the road, while Sheen and Libby morbidly followed.

When they got back to the hovercar, the best thing that they could all agree to do was to just go back to Jimmy's house and stay there for a while. The whole ride home was silent. Especially Cindy. Jimmy put the hovercar on auto-pilot and watched her out of the corner of his eye.

She was sitting on the floor, hugging her knees to her chest and resting her chin on her arms, staring intently at her shoes. Every few minutes she would close her eyes, as if the tears became unbearable, and then open her eyes and continue to watch her shoes.

Sheen and Libby, who were obviously afraid to speak, just sat next to one another soaking up the misery. Things like this just weren't supposed to happen in a small town like Retroville. They just weren't.

He turned his sight back onto Cindy to find that she was looking at him. It was not the regular look that she gave him to show him how much she loathed him, nor was it the look that they shared whenever they were having a tender moment. Her eyes seemed hollow and they were red and puffy as a result from her crying. They no longer held that fire, the emotion that they had about twenty minutes ago. Her bottom lip quivered for a second, but stopped and she completely hid her face in her arms. He felt a sudden hate toward sthe look she had just given him. The look that said it was his fault. It was his fault. His fault for saving her life while not saving her boyfriend's. Jimmy stared at the top of her head, unable to comfort her though he wished he could with every inch of his life. He suddenly wished that he would've died on that bus. None of this would have ever happened if he would've just kept his big mouth shut and believed that he was just really tired. That premonition had caused bad things to happen, things that they wouldn't even begin to imagine. Things that were in their very near future...

I hope you liked it! I made this chapter longer because I felt like the other chapter was too short. This fanfic is going to be kind of gorey and morbid (gee, I just love that word!), but that's the way the Final Destination movies are. R & R