Flashback Attack

A romantic-comedy piece of fanfiction by Madam Crackerjack.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with this television series.

chapter 2- Biology in the Bag

Cindy propped herself against her elbow next to the window and sighed. She watched Jimmy walk away looking rather sullen after his attempts to talk to her. She felt a little guilty after all that had happened to day. No, she felt really guilty.

Yeah, it was all her fault.

She sighed again, suddenly wishing that she hadn't closed the door on him. She should have ran into his arms and kissed him and told him that she would never leave him...

...Cindy shivered, swearing she would never think like that again. They were still kids and... that was just weird.

A tiny voice in her heart told her to go over to his place and apologize for being rude, and then open up a conversation about what happened earlier, in biology class. She wanted to get all of this terrible guilt off of her chest. She wanted so badly to hear Jimmy's assuring voice saying: "It's okay, Cindy, it's okay."

Because it was not okay. Cindy fidgeted in her seat as she glumly remembered the most passionate argument she had ever had with Jimmy:

-flashback.start-

Biology class sounded pretty boring to Cindy, especially when she looked around her and saw that most of the kids in her class were eighth-graders, which helped her hope plummet. She pondered this a bit, and figured that maybe she could impress them with her high intellect. A shred of hope was found. Perhaps they would even study with her had she provided a few persuasive answers?

So Cindy prepared to apply this new plan to this class as she watched one older kid walk into the classroom, and then another. Then, the one and only Jimmy Neutron strolled in, looking a little happy that the day was almost over. He saw Cindy; he looked esctatic.

"Hey!" Cindy greeted him and patted the desk next to her. Jimmy obliged and sat down beside her, looking excited to share a class with his crush.

"Isn't biology great?" He sighed, falling into his seat.

Cindy would lie. "Definately."

A short, puffy man whom everyone assumed to be the teacher walked into the classroom, looking at a notebook and mumbling to himself. He was balding, and had big, thick glasses. His clothes looked a little tight on him.

"Alright, uh..." He looked up, scanning the classroom. He paused when he saw Jimmy and smiled. "Oh, lucky me. I get Jimmy Neutron in my class."

Jimmy grinned at his popularity among the school board and glanced over at Cindy, whom was rolling her eyes.

"Cindy, could you move to the back, please?"

"Huh?" Cindy was taken aback. Did the teacher just request her to move for no reason? In her confusion, she muttered, "W-why?"

The teacher smiled a cheesy grin and sighed, "Ah, like I haven't heard the rumors of you two!" At this, Jimmy and Cindy both blushed, "My class will benefit from my lectures for the better if the two of you are separated. If I let you both sit together, it would be like letting a bomb tick!"

The class chuckled behind them, and Cindy was beside herself with embarrassment. She quickly grabbed her books and shuffled to a seat in the back, one that was very far away from Jimmy, unable to handle anymore embarrassing things that the teacher might dish out at her.

"Now, then, shall we get started?"

And so the minutes flew by, especially as Cindy's mind raced through how embarrassed she was from what the teacher had said. Sure, it might not have sounded very embarrassing, but the teacher almost announced that she was dating the semi-famous Jimmy Neutron? What if the rumor got out and her mother found out ? She didn't care what her mother thinks! ...She cared what her mother could do to her if she found out that Cindy had befriended an "enemy"! Oh, this was bad.

Cindy was constantly looking around the room, wondering if anyone was even remotely interested in her dilemma, but everyone seemed to be paying attention to the teacher. As she glanced up, even Neutron was calmly listening to the teacher lecture the class.

Then she remembered that she had kissed Jimmy in the hallway. That was her own fault, but it still stung her.

How could she be so stupid? She might as well announce to the entire school that she liked Jimmy Neutron, the boy genius. She might as well wear a shirt that said "I heart Jimmy" and eat cereal at the table and when her mom would ask "Cindy, what is that?" she could say "Oh, it's nothing, I'm just going against everything you ever taught me in life, mother dear"!

As Cindy contemplated on how terrible her life could become out of the tiniest of rumors, she suddenly heard her name.

"Cindy?"

She snapped out of it and looked up at the teacher, whom was staring at her incredulously, "Huh?"

The teacher sighed and pointed to the board, "Can you define a nucleus?"

"A neu-neucleus?" Cindy stuttered, blinking her mind into reality as she briefly looked around the classroom for no apparent reason, but catching the patient stares of the rest of the class who seemed to be waiting for her to answer.

"Oh um- the nucleus is the center of an atom!" She said, feeling a little proud of herself.

"Correct, Cindy," The teacher said. Then he did a double take. "What did you say?"

It took a while for Cindy to realize that half of the class was laughing at her. Her eyes darted around the room in horrid confusion as she realized that she must have said something stupid. Then, she caught Jimmy's gaze, and he seemed to look embarrassed at something. Then he started laughing.

He started laughing at her.

Cindy growled and jumped out of her seat. "What did I say??"

The teacher chuckled at the ridiculousness of the situation and motioned for her to take her seat, "Don't worry about it, we know what you meant."

Cindy glared at Jimmy, whom had stopped laughing, as he was surely smart enough to notice when Cindy was pissed at him. To prove his hypothesis, Cindy yelled out over the laughter at Jimmy, "What are you laughing at!"

"No-nothing!" Jimmy retreated with his hands in the air, "I'm not laughing."

"You were! How are you gonna laugh at me?? We're friends!"

An eighth-grade boy in the corner of the classroom muttered "well, technically, you're both-"

"SHUT UP!" Cindy shrieked at the kid, feeling absolutely enraged, "Who do you all think you are getting into everyone else's business??" She made a point to glare at the teacher as well as the rest of the class. "It's none of your business!"

The biology teacher suddenly looked serious, "Okay, Cindy, I think they get it. Could you sit down, please?"

Cindy looked very frustrated and she kicked a desk nearby. Before going back at her seat, she glared once more at Jimmy. He was looking up at her the entire time, and for the first time in his life, he saw tears form in her eyes.

For the rest of that class, Cindy spent her time with her head tucked between her arms on the desk, not saying a word to anyone. Especially Jimmy.

-flashback.end-

Jimmy was muttering to himself behind thick, protective goggles. "Green to green, yellow to yellow..."

"What are you laughing at!"

BZZT! Jimmy jumped back, cursing to himself. "Red to blue?!" He looked down at his hands, which would be charred to the bone if he hadn't have been wearing protective rubber gloves.

The model that he had been working on was fizzing slightly, shaking a little against the table from the shock of Jimmy's screw-ball accident. A little pillar of smoke streamed from where the colorful wires dangled from an open box on the model. He looked up and made an annoyed face as he pinched out a flame that had started on the tip of his hairdo.

"Where did that come from?" He asked himself, but apparently his canine-structured pal overheard him.

Goddard approached Jimmy whining ever so quietly and he cocked his head to the side as if to ask, "What'd you do to yourself this time?"

Jimmy looked at his friend, feeling a little queasy, "Don't ask, boy. I just can't get my mind off of some things." He looked up at his newly damaged creation and growled a little, "-some stupid things."

Goddard panted and shifted so that his screen was visible. "Cindy?"

"No!" Jimmy scoffed, grabbing a wrench. He thought about going back to fix his invention, but Goddard stopped panting and seemed to stare at Jimmy blankly, his screen still apparent.

Then, words blinked into existence on his screen: "...Carl?"

"No! Yes!" Jimmy groaned, finally turning his back on his mechanical buddy, "Yes, Cindy."

His elbow bobbed as screws fell out of his model and hit the table with tiny plinks. Goddard whined a little more loudly and walked up to his master. He gently nudged his leg and looked up at him, as if to say, "Talk about it. Get it off of your mind."

Jimmy sighed and grabbed his invention with both hands, shaking it a little. "She drives me crazy, sometimes! Why?" He asked, his voice rising, "Why do girls have to be so darn confusing? Why?"

Suddenly an idea hit Jimmy and he turned to his metal dog. "Goddard, options."

Goddard seemed a little pleased to provide options (as it was something that Jimmy rarely requested as of late) and he pulled his screen open again.

Words darted across the screen: "Give up on Cindy and try your luck with Betty."

Jimmy cringed, "Cindy would kill me!"

"Apologize for whatever you did."

He scratched his head and looked around the room, "It was hardly my fault in the first place... well.. I guess it was kind of my fault... but still."

"Invent something for Cindy instead of trying to ignore her."

A look of hope brightened Jimmy's face and he patted Goddard on the head, "That's a great idea, boy!"

Jimmy looked at his half-finished creation sitting on the work bench, still smoking a little from his accident. Filled with a new inspiration, Jimmy straightened his lab coat and snapped back his rubber gloves.

"Now..." Jimmy mumbled quietly, "Red to red."

"This summer was amazing."

"Blue to blue."