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I don't own Jimmy Neutron, or 'When it all falls apart' by The Veronicas
"Um..Cin..you have a little.." Libby started to say, but ended up cracking up and pointing to my chin. It's not MY fault these powdered donuts are messy.
"Ya? Well…SO DO YOU!" I laughed and smeared some powder on her cheek. This means war. After we were done with our…erm…donut powder war.. we went upstairs to get ready for the day. It was 10:15 and we were going over to Jimmy's at around 10:30.
I went upstairs and turned on the radio. A familiar song started to play
I'm having the day from hell,
It was all going so well (before you came)
And you told me you needed space,
With a kiss on the side my face (not again)
And not to mention, the tears I shed
But I should have kicked your ass instead)
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream
"Ooh, I love this song!" Libby commented, fixing her shirt and coming out of the bathroom. She changed into a 'Greystar' shirt, and jeans. She grabbed my brush and started combing her hair.
"What should I wear…hmm..no…um….here it is" I searched through my closet and found a blue V-neck shirt with a silver trim, and some jean capris. I went into the bathroom to change, and Libby turned up the music. As if China couldn't hear it already.
Cause baby
Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No
Don't know where I parked my car
Don't know who my real friends are (anymore)
I put my faith in you
What a stupid thing to do (when it rains it pours)
And not to mention, I drank too much
I'm feeling hung over, and out of touch
I need intervention
Attention to stop temptation to scream
I grabbed the extra brush and started to comb my hair. Up or Down…up..down…up..down…I hardly wear it up anymore. Ok, up. I put my hair into a ponytail, and walked out of the bathroom.
Cause baby
Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No
Can it be easier?
Can I just change my life?
Cause it just seems to go bad everytime
Will I be mending?
another one ending once again
Everything is F'ed up straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up where do I start
Cuz I can't turn to you when it all falls apart
No
"Ready?" Asked Libby, turning off the radio.
"Yup" We walked down the stairs and found my aunt in the kitchen.
"Hey Girls" She greeted while eating a donut. She had a little powder on her chin, and Libby obviously noticed, because she was trying as hard as I was not to laugh.
"Um..Aunt Linda, you have..um" I started, while pointing to my chin, but was about to burst out laughing, so I didn't risk it. She reached up to wipe it off, but got even more powder on her cheek. Libby had to turn her face to hide her inaudible laughter, and I was biting my lip not to.
"Gone?" She asked. I just nodded my head and rapidly walked towards the front door.
"We're going over to Jimmy's, Bye" I yelled and walked out.
Once out the door, Libby and I burst out laughing. We were trying to walk and laugh at the same time. Not a good idea. I stepped on something in the yard, due to lack of sight at the moment, and we stopped laughing when I found out I had stepped on. It was the blood-stained white glove…
Cindy scanned a couple of the other pictures, and noticed a white glove hanging out of her dresser. There was obvious red stains on it.
"Here." Cindy said while pointing to it. "My mother never goes to a business dinner without them. And that is where she claims she was at when she 'found him dead'" Cindy said while adding air quotes to the last part.
"Libby! This is the white glove we used for evidence for my fathers murder!" I gaped at the glove. How did it get here?
"How did it get here?" Libby asked in a worried tone, as if she was reading my thoughts.
"It walked" I replied sarcastically.
"Ok, Miss Sarcasm, someone must have put it here. You would have noticed it before, right?" Libby commented in an annoyed tone.
"Of course I would have n…" I started, but trailed off when I turned the glove over. In black marker, on the fabric was
"This isn't over, yet" In capitalized lettering.
As if on cue, Libby and I looked all around, and bolted across the street, screaming. Jimmy, Sheen, Carl and his new girlfriend, Sara Collins obviously heard us and ran out of the lab onto Jimmy's front yard.
"What ha…" Sheen started, but we rushed them all into the lab, closed the door, and leaned against it, as if we were under attack.
"Ok, mind telling me why you were screaming like banshees?" Jimmy asked. He looks cute when he's confused. Not the time, Cindy!
I gave him the glove, and watched him, Carl and Shee…well, him and Carl go wide eyed.
"Where did you find this?" Jimmy asked, worried. Sheen finally realized something was wrong, and looked at the glove.
"IT'S THE GLOVE!" He yelled. No, it's a chicken wing.
Sara looked very confused, so Carl explained everything to her.
"Look on the back." Libby replied while looking out the window. He turned the glove over, and got an even more worried look.
"It was in my yard." I replied, still nervous.
"I thought you said your parents are now in Reno, in that Looney Bin." Carl spoke up
"That's what scares me…they are." I shakily replied.
"Are you sure?" Libby asked. She opened the door and walked over to the Neutron's driveway. She grabbed the morning paper and ran back over. There, on the front page was the following:
Sasha and Jason Vortex, charged for 2nd Degree murder, Child Abuse, and Assault, were recently shipped off to the Psychotic Mental Institution in Reno, Nevada. We have just received news the they escaped two days ago. The city is under close watch in case they come back for their daughter, Retroville's own, Cynthia Vortex.
The article went on to tell about that day last winter, but we didn't care.
"If they have had the city under close watch, how did they get here to put the glove in your yard?" Sheen asked
"They didn't receive news about it until it recently. They ACTUALLY escaped two days ago. There's enough time to get here. But what I don't understand, is why they didn't try to kill us or something." I told them
"They may have other plans…" Libby said, almost inaudible.
"What do you mean?" Sara asked, and all eyes were on Libby.
"Tell them, Cindy" Libby urged
"Tell us what?" Jimmy questioned, and now, everyone's eyes were on me.
"I'm having more dreams." I managed to choke out. I told them all about the dreams. And how they weren't just coincidence.
"You mean, she's alive?" Carl asked, his beady little eyes were wide and questioning.
"I think so. And if she is, they may go after her." I explained
"Exactly" Libby snapped her fingers. "Wait, didn't you say that Sadie is in Las Vegas?"
"As far as I know, ya"
"And didn't you say that your parents were shipped off to Reno?"
"Ya…why?" I was starting to think she was on to something
"And what state is Las Vegas in?"
"Nevada…" Why did she ask that?
"And what state is Reno in?"
"Ne…Oh my gosh!" Hm.. I never thought of that!
"Your right Libby! They must have broke out to look for Sadie!" Jimmy concluded
"Then why did they take a detour here just to leave that glove on Cindy's lawn?" Sara asked. Good point...unless...
"They didn't. There's someone else in on this." I blurted out
"But who…" Sheen started
"Someone who is..evil..and a criminal.." Carl stated Derr. They wouldn't help my evil parents I they weren't evil themselves…
"Maybe if we stop thinking about it…it will come to us" Libby suggested and sat down next to Sheen, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Good idea" Jimmy came up from behind me and put his arms around me, sending a tingle up my spine, that he probably felt. I tilted my head back and rested it on his chin. This whole not thinking about it plan was working quite well.
After about an hour of chatting, cuddling, and kissing, Libby and I went home to get ready for that night. Well, Libby went to HER home. We weren't riding over to the movies for another 5 hours, at 6:30, so I went to watch some TV. Before I knew it..I was nodding off.
Dream (in 3rd person)
The house was calm and quiet, Cindy was asleep in her crib, and Jason and Sasha were upstairs, which was unknown to Harold, who was currently at the store.
"Yes, Sasha, but who, dammit, who?" Jason paced the floor
"I have this friend. He can work behind the scenes. He's not very smart, but he can help a lot." Sasha explained
"Not very smart? How will he be good if he isn't very smart?" Jason asked
"He didn't finish school. Only got to 6th grade, then dropped out. But, he's the cause for most of the crimes committed here in Retroville."
"How can you drop out in 6th grade? Don't you have to be a little older to drop out of school?" Jason pointed out
"Of course, dumbass. But, he had his ways. I told you, he was good." She responded coldly
"How can someone be good, but only finishes school halfway through?" Jason yelled, losing his temper.
"You'll see, you'll see" Sasha said with a sly smile on her face.
"Cindy? Cindy, honey? CINDY!" Came a familiar voice, shaking me out of my sleep
"Mhmmm, what?" I asked groggily.
"It's 6 o'clock, shouldn't you be getting ready for the movies?" My aunt replied
That woke me up
"Six? Kay, thanks Aunt Linda!" I replied and headed upstairs to get ready.
Throughout the chapters, there will be more clues to who the helper is. Yes, it's a villain you all know . I will hopefully be working on the next chapter tomorrow, unless I sleep all day 0. Please R&R!
Xoxo
Michelle
