Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron or any related characters.
"Loser!" Sheen shouted while skateboarding down the street. He kicked the ground again and gained a little speed. Nick's backpack hung around his shoulder. He jumped over a fire hydrant and spun around. He laughed a little. This is supposed to be hard?
Nick tried to imitate Sheen, but crashed into the hydrant, again. "Give me back that bag you little freak!" he shouted while getting back onto his board. A mob that contained dozens of skateboarders caught up with him. "Move!" Nick shouted while kicking off.
As Sheen continued gliding down the sidewalk Carl appeared from a side street. He looked over at Sheen and smiled. Sheen nodded his head. Carl ran over and jumped onto the skateboard. He and Sheen began to kick the ground simultaneously.
"You find the journal?" Carl asked.
Sheen shook his head. "I'm guessing that you didn't?" Carl shook his head.
"You're gonna get it!" Nick shouted, his gang of boarders right beside him.
Carl glanced behind him. "What the heck is going on?"
Sheen gulped. "It's a long story," he mumbled.
They both heard a sickening crack beneath their feet. Carl and Sheen looked down to see the skateboard split in half under their combined weight. Sheen threw Carl an angry glance. "Would it kill you to get the diet soda once in a while!"
They both nervously glanced behind them to see Nick's mob closing in on them. They jumped to their feet and continued running down the street. Sheen pointed ahead and shouted in relief as they passed a corner. "It's Jimmy's house! And there he is!"
Jimmy angrily mumbled to himself as he rubbed his bloody lip. "Stupid Cindy. You know what? Forget the necklace for her birthday. I'm enrolling her in anger management." He was taking his house key out of his pocket when he heard Carl and Sheen shouting.
"Jimmy! Open the door!" they both screamed while running towards them.
He stared at them quizzically for a moment. Just then the angry mob rounded the corner. "Get them! And that Neutron kid too!" Nick shouted as he led his gang down the street.
Carl tripped and grabbed Sheen's arm to stabilize himself. Unfortunately, he ended up pulling Sheen down with him. "We've got to get to Jimmy's house!" Sheen shouted. He looked up to see Jimmy run inside the house and lock the door. He stared at Carl. "Um, do you have a plan B, by any chance?"
The mob of angry skaters surrounded the two. Carl and Sheen nervously laughed as the boys closed in on them.
The next day, Jimmy, Carl, and Sheen were limping towards the Candy Bar. Sheen took off his sunglasses to reveal two black eyes. "Incase I haven't said it in the last two minutes, I hate you, Jimmy."
Jimmy was still rubbing his aching jaw that Cindy had gave him yesterday. "What the heck did you two do to upset Nick so much?"
"What you told us to do!" Sheen and Carl angrily shouted.
"Next time, we take the cute blonde and you take the two bloodthirsty monsters!" Carl said while shoving his finger into Jimmy's face.
"You really think she's cute?" Jimmy asked while looking a few tables over at Cindy. Carl and Sheen slammed their heads onto the table.
"I can't believe that little freak was trying to steal my backpack!" Cindy angrily said while sipping her milkshake. "I mean, what the heck was all that about?"
Libby sighed and took out a mirror from her purse. She began to pat her hair down into place. "I don't know, girl, but you sure got him good. How's your hand?"
Cindy sighed and shook her right hand. "It's a little sore. The weird thing is, I kind of hated to do it. I normally love pounding that Nerdtron."
Libby rolled her eyes while applying some makeup. "Gee, why do you think that is?"
Cindy looked around carefully. "Can you keep a secret?"
"Uh-huh," she said, not caring at all.
"I think, maybe, just maybe, I'm falling for him," she whispered.
Libby once again rolled her eyes. "Oh my gosh. That is such a shock. I had no idea," she monotonously replied.
"I know!" Cindy said, a little louder. "Can you believe it?"
Libby looked over her compact mirror and narrowed her eyes at her best friend. She may be the second smartest kid in Retroville, but she's got some serious stuff to learn when it comes to love. "No. I can't believe it. You almost gave me a heart attack," she sarcastically continued.
Cindy took another sip from her shake and shook her head. "Anyway, forget about that for now. You're still coming to the sleepover tomorrow night, right?"
Libby put away her mirror and smiled. "Definitely. Who else is coming?"
Cindy laid back and smiled. "Every girl in our homeroom class."
Libby nodded her head in approval. "Sounds like fun."
Cindy smiled wider. She moved her head closer to Libby's and whispered, "More fun than you know."
"What do you mean?" a now intrigued Libby asked.
Cindy jerked her head towards her backpack lying on the ground. "Let's just say I've got a little surprise for the girls."
Jimmy slammed some money down on the table as he finished his shake. "I just hope I'm wrong. If Butch and Nick don't have my journal, then the last suspect is Cindy." He glanced over at her. She was whispering with Libby about something.
"Because if she does have that journal," he said nervously. "Everything is going to change."
Carl and Sheen followed his gaze, thinking about the intensity of the situation.