Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters. I also don't own the songs in bold.

Jimmy shuffled his feet down the street. Eighteen hours and sixteen minutes since I've seen her. Why do I know that?

Jimmy looked up from his feet to stare around him at the street. It was surprisingly empty for midday on a weekend. In fact, it was completely deserted. Not in the mood to analyze this freak occurance, he continued on.

He kicked a rock that lay at his feet. He watched it fly through the air for a moment before crashing into a garbage can. He heard the metallic clank! as the two items connected. He sighed as he walked past it.

I walk this empty street, on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

Where the city sleeps, and I'm the only one and I walk alone.

I walk alone, I walk alone.

I walk alone, and I walk a-

My shadow's the only one that walk's beside me!

Jimmy looked up as he heard the familiar words swim past his ears. He tried to figure out where they were coming from.

I'm walking down the line

That divides me somewhere in my mind

On the border line

Of the edge and where I walk alone

Jimmy started running now as the music became louder. He finally stopped as he looked into an empty parked car. Its window were down. He realized that the radio was on. He was about to continue walking when he remembered something.

"Hot wire a car? Are you insane?"

"It's that or get shot! Your choice!"

Jimmy smiled a little at the memory. He continued walking. For a moment, he forget about the situation at hand and thought back to all the things that he and Cindy had done together.

He was broken out of the memories as he heard something behind him. He turned around to see a couple sitting on a bench kissing. He scowled and slammed his hands back into his pockets. He continued walking down the sidewalk, cursing his rotten luck.

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Cindy flipped through the contents of the wallet. Fifty bucks, a library card, and some pictures. She took the fifty dollars out and threw the wallet on the ground.

She stared down at the ground and watched as her feet slowly shuffled along the sidewalk. Faintly hearing something, she picked her head up.

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.

Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.

So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.

It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time.

She stopped walking and looked up. She saw a kid a couple of years younger than her sitting on a bus stop. A radio sat by him. Interested in spite herself, she listened to the next few lines.

It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right.

I hope you had the time of your life.

Cindy frowned. She angrily kicked an empty soda can across the street and continued walking. She noticed a small plaza to her left. A small clothing store, a convenience store, a restaurant, a movie theatre.

She fingered the fifty dollars in her hand and crossed the street. She was about to enter the restaurant when she noticed a tiny shop at the very end of the plaza. It was a jewelry store. Glancing between the two shops, she headed over to the jewelers.

Stepping slowly inside, she looked at the few small displays. She walked over to a set of necklaces.

"Can I help you?" A man of about thirty asked from behind her.

Cindy jumped a little. "Um, yeah. How much does this cost?" she asked while pointing to a golden necklace.

The man bent forward. "Um, forty dollars."

Cindy thought for a moment. "I'll take it."

As Cindy stood in front of the register, her hand absentmindedly went to her pocket.

Jimmy seemed angry. "Mind telling me what was so important that you stopped during a car chase to pick up?"

I shook my head. Hoping he would drop it, I turned around to look at the stars, but Jimmy grabbed her arm and spun her back around. "My dog, my best friend, got killed back there. You gave me two seconds to grieve. You drop something on the ground, and you spend half a minute trying to get it. What was so damn important that it nearly got us killed?"

I met his glare. "None of your business." Jimmy eventually broke the eye contact and let go of my arm.

Cindy fingered the small item that had caused so much trouble between them. She wrapped her fingers around it and pulled it out. "Sir?"

The jeweler looked up from wrapping her necklace. "Yes?"

"Could you, uh, make it so I can put this on the necklace?" Cindy asked while placing the pearl on the counter.

The mans studied it for a moment before nodding. "Yes, but it will take a little while."

"It's worth the wait," Cindy sadly said.

Author's Note: Jeez, we're kind of in a rough patch here. I'm going to have to throw some action into the next chapters.