AN: Well, since my last chapter was somehow deleted, I'm a little mixed up, but here is the next chapter- Thanks Reveiwers!
This chap uses "How Do I Get There?" By Deana Carter. Me no ownie.
Disclaimer: Mocking is catching. -Unknown
Chapter 5
"Bark!"
Jimmy turned his attention to the silver dog next to him.
"What is it, Goddard?"
The display opened up to show the news: "Incoming Message"
Jimmy sighed. Halfway into the ionosphere, and someone had to call him. "Go ahead and answer, boy. Just put it on speaker. Hello?"
"Well, I hope you're happy, Neutron!"
His weary look turned to an amused one as he tried to keep from laughing. This was probably the one sentence he had heard most often from her…and he loved it. Not that he would ever tell her that. There was a lot of things he was finding hard to tell her lately…
We've always been the best of friends
No secrets and no demands
But suddenly from somewhere out of the blue
I see a different light around you
He couldn't keep the words from playing in his head. Lately, it seemed as if his life had a soundtrack. So many love songs…just for him.
One thing I haven't told you
I just wanna hold you
And never let you go
I need to know
But, would they ever play for them?
"I'm in trouble again, huh?"
"You bet." She replied.
He smiled at the teasing smile in her voice. Over the years, he had always found it amazing that the same words from the same person could mean something so completely different over time. It had taken him while, but he had finally allowed himself to hear the warmth in her repartee.
"Uh-oh," He watched the clouds go by in a blur as he adjusted a meter or two, flipping a switch here or there, staying on course while he pictured her in his mind, twirling the phone line around her finger as she raised an eyebrow to reply. "What did I do now?"
How do I get there from here?
How do I make you see?
How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me?
"You got yourself invited to the Science Swing next week!"
"What? The exclusive 'science nerd' annual dance?"
"Remember that contest we entered as a class 3 months ago? The teacher announced the winners this morning- while someone I know was in deep space, I might add- and you made it in."
"Huh. I don't even remember what my entry topic was." He squinted an eye, trying to remember.
"And, what was that about annual nerd?"
He laughed again. "Nothing."
"That's a good name for you, King Nerd!"
"Hey, you should talk, science Queen."
"Whatever. I have many talents other than brianiac topics," She said, in mock arrogance, "unlike some poor one-track person I could mention!"
He laughed once more. She knew how to do that to him- keep his attention more than any girl he had ever known. A conversation with her was never dull.
How do I get there from here?
How do I make you see?
How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me?
Of course, she only wanted his attention as a friend, he reminded himself.
Lost in your loving arms,
That's where I want to be
You know I love you
How do I get there?
He wished she wanted more. Wished he was brave enough to find out if she did.
"Anyway, I wanted to call and tell you that."
"Thanks. Hey, did you make it in?" He asked, casually. He tried to keep his heart in check as he waited for the answer. He always enjoyed himself more with her around...
"…in a science compotition?..." She paused, letting him wonder for a moment. "James Isaac Neutron," She said, with that Cindy flourish, "Did you even have to ask?" With that, she hung up. He smiled to himself, as Goddard closed the screen.
Retroville came into view as he wondered- was therea way? Could the dance be his chance?
You probably think I lost my mind
Taking this chance,
Crossing that line
He wondered- what would she do if he asked her to go with him? They had gone to dances together before- but only as friends. One time he even gave her ride so she could meet a date. Would she ever give him a chance, the boy next door?
But I promise to be truer than true
Dreaming every night with these arms around you
I can't wait any longer
This feeling is getting stronger
He allowed himself the distraction of hoping she would say yes.
Help me find the way
How do I get there from here?
How do I make you see?
How do I tell you what my heart's been telling me?
But, would he have the guts to ask?
Lost in your loving arms,
That's where I want to be
You know, I love you
How do I get there?
There was only one way to find out.