Chapter 7

School.

Jimmy stood in front of Retroville high, and shuddered at the thought of meeting Cindy. She was his ol' skeleton in the closet, the one thing he had no intention of dragging out... But Fate really had other plans.

"Hey Jimmy!" exclaimed the ever-cheerful Carl Wheezer. He, being so tumultuous, tripped on a pebble and spilled the contents of his backpack all over the ground.

Sheen scowled at Carl and picked him off of the ground. After 4 years of working out, he was pretty damn buff. Then he shot Jimmy a smile that could've passed for a model's.

"Hey, sup Jim?"

Jimmy's jaw hung loose, not that Sheen was buff, but because of how... Reformed he seemed. Apparently Sheen noticed the shock on Jimmy's face.

"What?" he asked, puzzled. He picked up the thick books off of the ground and shoved them onto Carl's arms. The bulky youth was taking up reading, as miracles seemed to spring up everywhere in Retroville.

"So... Umm.. How was your summer, Jimmy?" asked Carl, pushing his new retangular-rimmed glasses further up onto the bridge of his nose.

Jimy shrugged uselessly and stumbled up the stairs. Sheen looked at Carl, then shrugged.

"Disastor," they said in unison, following Jimmy into the school.

Cindy was also having reconciliations with her many friends and admirers. Every time she passed someone in the hallway, she would get a greeting.

"Hey, girl, what's up with the long face?"

Libby stood there, her hair and clothes how they always were, her face showing concern for her best friend.

Cindy shrugged and brushed a stray hair away from her face. "Eh. It's nothing. I just... I'm going through a depressed phase or something, I guess."

Libby's brows furrowed and she leaned down where Cindy was kneeling to put her books into her locker.

"Cindy," she asked, lowering her voice. "Did something happen during summer vacation?"

Cindy stood up, clutching a couple textbooks to her chest. "Well... Yeah. But I promise I'll tell you later."

Libby pinched her lips together, a look of determination crossing her features. Then she shrugged and waved to Cindy before walking off in the other direction.

Cindy sighed and the night with Jimmy replayed over and over in her mind.

Why does that make me feel so weird?