I know, I know, why should I be writing this? Because I still wanna write. Yep, it's very weird for me, but here I am. Whatever. Thank you all for your reviews! Keep on reviewing! Wooh, here we go. Oh, and this chapter will be in New Jersey, not Texas, where the gang is supposed to live.
I don't own Jimmy Neutron or the movie "Just Friends"...blah blah blah, let's get on with the story already!
Chapter 3
Jimmy/Chris's POV
Jimmy stood on the ground, shivering his ass off. He was talking some police men and firefighters, since somebody, named Betty Quinlin, set the plane on fire and had to land. Let's just say he wasn't very happy at the moment.
"You're NOT supposed to put aluminum foil in the microwave," One of the firefighters said.
"The package said microwavable," She argued.
"Yes, but the FOIL wasn't!" He replied.
"I'm the talent, I'm not supposed to worry about stuff like that!" She said. Her cellphone rang suddenly and she picked it up. "Daddy we're down...," She said while walking away.
"So...where are we exactly?" Jimmy asked while rubbing his hands together.
"We're in New Jersey, just a few miles away from Retroville," One policemen replied.
Jimmy's jaw dropped. "New Jersey? Retroville?" He hadn't been in Retroville for 6 whole years. What was he supposed to do? Betty walked back to him. All of a sudden, he had an idea.
"It looks like we're stuck here for the night...I've got the perfect place to go!" He said to her.
-Somewhere, deep into the town of Retroville-
Jimmy stood in front of a house a color of blue, and awaited until the door opened. The door opened and he head the familar scream.
"Aaaahhhhh!" Judy Neutron screamed, and then breaking down, letting the scream turn into a sob.
"My baby...," She wailed. Betty glanced at him.
-In the ever so familar living room of the Neutron's-
Jimmy and Betty sat on one couch while Judy sat on a chair across from them.
"I just love your quaint little home...it's like a rag to riches story," Betty said. Judy stared at her strangely.
"Why is it so cold here?" Jimmy asked.
"Well, it's been unusually cold here. We've been through seven bags of that rock salt," Judy replied. Jimmy heard the door open and in stepped in Jason Neutron, his eighteen-year-old brother.
Jason looked at him and he smiled. Jimmy stood up and put his hand up for a high-five.
"Hey!" Jason ran past him and sat next to Betty.
"Wow...," He breathed.
"Great to see you too bro," Jimmy rolled his eyes.
"Betty Quinlin," She stuck her hand out and he shook it eagerly.
"You know...you're much hotter in person!" He exclaimed.
She giggled. "I know!"
"I made some ham for dinner, if you're hungry," Judy said.
"Ham? Sorry, but I'm on a diet, and I REALLY need some salmon...," Betty said, lookng away from Jason.
"Oh, salmon is such a wonderful color! It's especially good for bedrooms...," Judy said dreamily.
"You know what, I need a drink. I'm going to be upstairs. Goodnight!" Jimmy made his way upstairs and to his old room. He stopped when he saw it was just the same as he left it six years ago. The whole corner was filled with pictures of the gang, from over the years. He walked over there and smiled slightly at the distant memory. He remembered the painful memory of that night, and he frowned. He started to pull the pictures off the wall one by one, dropping them on the desk.
Was he over Cindy? He wasn't so sure...but he would soon find out.
He made his way back downstairs. Betty came up to him and said, "Let's go somewhere!"
He rolled his eyes and opened the door, motioning for her to follow him. They got into his luxurious Porsche and drove off. Amazingly, they ended up in front of The Maple Tavern, a local bar. He and Betty walked in and he looked around. His eyes landed on a couple about his age, one with spiky black hair, and the other with brown hair pulled up in a ponytail, a patterned scarf wrapped around her head. Sheen and Libby.
He walked up to them and tapped on their shoulders.
"So...do you think that America will be switching to the metric system?" He asked casually.
"Well, that's a very interesting question...AH!" Sheen yelled when he realized who he was.
Libby screamed as well. Betty was right behind Jimmy, looking at Sheen and Libby as if she knew them.
"Look at you!" Libby shrieked excitedly.
"Nice teeth!" Sheen exclaimed, pointing at Jimmy's pearly whites.
"Don't tell me, you're a dentist!" Jimmy laughed.
"We're married!" Libby said.
"Married!" Betty exclaimed in her sickeningly sweet voice that seemed to go unnoticed between the three old friends.
"We have a son, TJ," Sheen added.
"TJ!" Betty said. Sick of getting no attention, she pulled on Jimmy's tie and said seductively, "Aren't you going to introduce me?"
"You bet!" Jimmy said sarcastically. "Sheen, Libby, this is Betty Quinlin, you should remember her."
"Nice...well, I'm going to the little girls room...be right back," Betty said, winking at Jimmy. She pushed between Sheen and Libby and walked in the opposite direction.
"Well, she's...nice...," Libby said.
"Yeah...she's very...incoming!" He trailed off as she headed back in the other direction.
"Oh My God! Look at the girl's ass, it's HUGE!" She said in an excited hushed whisper. She walked off again. Jimmy just rolled his eyes and shook his head.
A large, bald man sat in a chair behind Sheen and Libby, and the conversation caught his attention. "Jimmy? Jimmy Neutron? Woah...I saw you at the Grammy's...sitting next to P.Diddy!" Nick Dean exclaimed. You could tell he was drunk. "Hey, do you have $5 that I could like, have?" He asked.
Jimmy fished the five out of his pocket and handed it to Nick. "You keep living the dream, man."
"You betcha! CLASS OF '95!" Nick yelled, and Jimmy noticed he was still wearing his football lettermen's jacket.
Sheen and Jimmy started some idle chat, just catching up. Meanwhile, a pretty blonde girl behind the counter of the bar looked at her friend Libby, who was motioning to the tall handsome man and mouthing, "It's Jimmy Neutron!"
Cindy Vortex immediately stopped what she was doing and mouthed back, "Oh my God..."
Jimmy glanced at Libby who was looking at the counter at somebody. He turned his head and Cindy quickly ducked, dropping the drink she was making in the process. Jimmy grinned, and made his way over to the counter. He leaned over it and looked at her sitting on the floor.
"What are you doing?" He asked, still grinning.
"Oh, just getting busted," She said casually, picking herself up. "Hold on," She said, running to the little mini door. Once she got to him, she jumped into his arms, giving him a bear hug.
"Wow! I can't believe you're here!" She exclaimed.
"Yeah...," Jimmy muttered, smelling her hair. She let go of him and smiled.
"So...what ARE you doing here?"
"Well, see I was headed to Paris, but my plane flight got...delayed so I'm stuck here for the night," Jimmy explained, leaving out a few details.
"Just for the night?" Cindy asked slightly disappointed. Jimmy nodded.
"Oh...well, I'm living with my parents...I KNOW...I'm living with my PARENTS!" She said. There was an awkward moment. "Well, bye."
She walked back into the bar area. Jimmy turned his head and noticed Betty sitting on a bench near the entrance looking slightly annoyed. Okay, more like VERY annoyed. Jimmy had a sudden idea.
He walked back to Cindy, where she was pouring somebody a drink. "So listen, just in case my flight gets delayed another day or two, I was wondering maybe we could...hang out a little bit tomorrow."
"Jimmy! Jimmy!" Betty yelled from her seat.
Cindy smiled, "That would be great! How about lunch tomorrow afternoon?" She asked.
"Jimmy! Jimmy!" Betty continued yelling.
Jimmy's smile dropped. "A day date?" He asked. She nodded. "Okay...I'll pick you up right at noon then," He said.
"Jimmy! Jimmy!" Betty yelled once more.
Jimmy finally turned his head. "What? Can't you see I'm busy!" He yelled.
"Yeah, well I'm busy too you stupid dick!" She yelled back. Jimmy sighed. He waved to Cindy and walked reluctantly towards Betty. He started to walk out the door when Betty once again, grabbed him by the tie.
"What was that all about?" She asked angrily.
"Nothing, it was just an old friend, now let's go!" He growled at her, pulling her hand, making her large white earmuffs fall off in the process.
He was REALLY getting sick of her.
A/N: That was pretty long, and I'm sorry it took me so long to write! Please R&R! Thank you once again to all my repliers, if I haven't thanked you yet, it means a lot! Bye!
