Chapter 3
Jimmy had just walked out on Cindy at the poolhouse. He had walked 3 blocks home. He had laid in his bed without changing. He had fallen asleep, thinking of her.
Cindy, on the other hand, just stood at the poolhouse thinking, 'Why did he REALLY do that? Why? Does he love me? And do I love him back?'
"Agghh...My head hurts!" She sighed angrily and walked to Libby's house. It was quiet inside.
"Where'd everyone go?" Cindy asked to Libby, who was sitting on the couch.
Libby shrugged. "I don't know. They just plain up and went home. I guess they didn't feel like partying anymore. Especially after what happened between Jimmy and Nick. I'm serious,I donot know what the hell is going on in Retroville anymore. It's like the end of the world."
Cindy raised an eyebrow. "You that drunk?"
"I...I don't know. I mean, I had a couple cups of beer, and a couple martinis, but I don't think I'm completely hammered."
"Umm...You might want to sit back down again."
When Libby had stood up, she had started to sway.
"I think you're right...I don't know if I want to go back to school tomorrow..."
Cindy grasped Libby's arm and led her to her room. "I think you're right. Anyway, where's Sheen?"
"Sheen went home. He said he forgot a stupid Ultra lord special they were airing on channel 39 or something."
Sighing, Cindy sat down next Libby. "So..Um..He left you alone for a cartoon?"
Libby nodded. "Yeah. You know, sometimes I think I'm going to dump him, yah know?"
"Uh...Sure..I know..."
Libby smiled vaguely. "Haha, the room's all swirly."
Cindy leaned back. "Are you going to throw up? 'Cause if you are, I'll get you to the bathroom or get you a trashcan..."
"Nah, I'm fine...Seriously, I'm---ARGGGHHH!"
Vomit splashed out of Libby's mouth onto Cindy's mini-skirt.
"Ugghhh...Damn it. This is new, Libby! Ah, shit."
Libby giggled, "Hehe, I think I made a yucky!"
Cindy sighed. "I'm borrowing one of your jeans, Libs."
She opened Libby's dresser. Rummaging through her clothes, she found something that shocked her beyond belief.
"A pregnancy test?"
Libby nodded with a wide smile on her face.
"Sheen didn't use a condom. I don't know..I just felt like I needed to know if I was pregnant."
"And are you?"
Libby shook her head. "Nope. I'm perfectly fine. I mean it."
"Libs, you need to be more careful. If you get pregnant, what are you---"
She stopped in mid-sentence, seeing as Libby had fallen asleep.
Cindy sighed. "Well, I better get home."
She quickly changed into one of Libby's jeans, stuffed her mini-skirt into a plastic bag, and walked out of Libby's house.
Jimmy was standing in front of her. "Hey."
"H-Hey. What are you doing here?"
"I woke up because I decided you need the real explanation for why I beat up Nick."
Cindy nodded, urging him to go on.
"Well...The truth is...The truth is..."
"What? What is the truth?"
"I don't know how you'll take it.."
"Go ahead. You'll never know how I will tale it if you never ask me or tell me or whatever."
"Do you want to go somewhere else?"
"What?"
"I mean, I don't really want to explain everything everything in front of Libby's house."
"Oh. Okay. Why don't we go to my house?"
"Why your house?"
"Um...Libby threw up on me. I just want to take a shower or something."
"Ok."
"You can wait here, Jimmy."
Cindy pointed to the sofa and looked at him. "You want a soda or something?"
Jimmy shook his head. "No, I'll just wait here."
Cindy shrugged. "Okay. The shower shouldn't take long. I'll be down in 15 minutes."
"Okay."
Cindy went quickly up the stairs, swinging the plastic bag with her mini-skirt in it.
Jimmy explored the living room, walking from the T.V. to the photos in the large glass in-closed shelf.
One of the photos were of Cindy when she was about 4. She was eating ice cream in the photo, and she had vanilla ice cream all over her mouth. Jimmy smiled and looked at another picture.
This one was of her and Libby at her 6th birthday party. She was wearing a small, pink, plastic crown. Libby was wearing fluffy, tie-on wings. They were laughing, shoving cake into each other's mouth. Jimmy smiled even wider.
He moved onto the picture all the way in the middle. It was of the gang. Jimmy, Cindy, Libby, Sheen, and Carl. Jimmy and Cindy were on the opposite sides of each other, both crossing their arms, scowling.
"This must be when we were 9 or something..." he whispered.
Jimmy looked up and at the stairs. He heard singing.
"Must be Cindy..."
He slowly walked up the stairs, making sure to be quiet.
"Take our tears, put 'em on ice, 'cause I swear I'll burn the city down to show you the light! We're the therapists, pumping through the speakers, delivering just what you need, we're well read, and poised, we're the best boys!"
Jimmy slowly opened the door to Cindy's room. It was still pink, but she had taken down posters of ponies and put up posters of her favorite singers. "Fall out Boy, huh? Well...At least we both like the same bands..."
He walked even slower than before, this time because he was approaching the bathroom door. His breath caught in his throat as he put his hand on the door knob.
Thewater turned off and he heard Cindy walk out of the shower. He panicked and ran straight down to the living room.
When Cindy walked down to the living room, she noticed that Jimmy was out of breath.
"Why are you panting like that?"
"Uh..Nothing..I was just looking through the house and um...I went outside and a dog was running after me. Yeah. A dog."
Cindy raised an eyebrow. "A dog? But..my dog isn't outside. He sleeps inside, in the den."
"Must have been a stray." Jimmy crossed his fingers and hoped she would believe him.
"Hm...You must be right."
Jimmy let out the breath he had been holding ever since she walked down from the bathroom.
"So. You going to explain to me why you beat up Nick?" asked Cindy as she slid onto the couch next to Jimmy.
Jimmy shuffled around as if he was very uncomfortable.
"Well...I did it because..Because...You're..."
'The one I've loved since we were 10!' he screamed in his mind.
Cindy leaned forward curiously.
"I'm what?"
Jimmy leaned back. "You're my..."
Cindy cocked her head to the side. "What, Jimmy, what?"
"You're my friend."
A/N: How'd you guys like it? Anywho, I'm sorry I haven't updated in like forever. But my internet was down and we just got it back today. Review and get a cookie!
