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Jimmy picked up a snack from the kitchen and headed down to his lab. He was working on perfecting a new prototype to his jet pack. He had already taken the SAT's as a sophomore this year, but more for fun than for a college. Jimmy figured he didn't need it since he was already taking some classes there.
'Besides,' he reasoned, 'if I sell my jetpack I will make enough money that I have no need for going to a college full time after graduation'.
Jimmy was half way through fixing the wiring on a component for the GPS system when his two best friends pounded on the door and walked inside without waiting for a reply.
"Hey Jim", Carl greeted him, "still working on the jet pack?"
"Yea, I'm perfecting the GPS system"
"Oh…", Carl responded, "So when are you gonna find a cure for the common cold?"
"Carl, nobody can do that. At least not yet. It probably won't be done in our lifetime, and it will most likely require the aid of nanotechnology and I'm not thrilled to work with nanotechnology anytime soon," Jimmy added with an eye roll as he recollected the 'adventures' they had experienced with those lovely inventions of his.
"Hey Jimmy," Sheen pipped up, "Can I borrow your hover car tonight? I'm taking Libbilicous out tonight" emphasizing her name with a few suggestive eye brow lifts.
"Uh…" Jimmy began, he forgot it was Friday already. He was slightly jealous that Sheen was going out this weekend. Maybe he should get out of this stuffy lab for once and experience a normal high schoolers nightlife. He wondered what Cindy was doing tonight, if she wanted to go out or something… but then again high school was overrated.
"Jimm-aaaay!!!" Sheen screeched from the odd position he had mangled himself into on Jimmy's couch.
"Oh, yea. Uh sure Sheen. Just don't crash it ok?"
"Sweet! Thanks Jimmy!!"
"No problem," Jimmy muttered to himself, "not like I'm going anywhere tonight."
"Aah Jim," Carl, who had overheard him, spoke up, "Why don't you just ask a girl out? Like Betty Quinlin…" Carl ended in the sweetest voice he could make.
"No Carl, the probability of Betty actually saying yes is roughly 1400 to 1."
"Why don't you just call Cindy?" Sheen suggested. He had managed to untangle himself from the couch and was now twisted in some wires from some of Jimmy's old inventions. "She's right across the street ya know."
Jimmy busied himself with the invention in his hands but his mind was else where. Across the street to be exact.
'Would she even want to go out with me?' he thought
"Why don't you come with me and Libby? We could double date it!" Sheen yelled out from the chair in front of Vox's main screen that he was madly spinning himself in.
"That's ok Sheen. I really need to finish this. You and Libby go have fun tonight."
"Ooookaaay" Sheen yelled back, still spinning in the chair.
Jimmy barely heard him, in fact barely saw his best friends or what was in his own hands. Jimmy couldn't help but wonder if Cindy would go out with him. She was intelligent, popular, and pretty.
'No. She's Gorgeous, beautiful!' He thought, 'The most beautiful thing I have ever seen. And I, James Isaac Neutron, have seen a lot of beautiful things. But compared to her they were all dull, ordinary, plain. I know she is so far above me, which is why,' he reasoned,' I haven't asked her out yet. I want to ask her out none the less, not like I don't already have the perfect date planned out. But like she said, I will always be Jimmy to her. And she is bound to turn me down and laugh in my face! Stupid stuck-up Vortex! But then today had to mean something right? We didn't fight. And we held hands today! What did it mean!'
A loud crash brought him out of his private musings. Sheen was now upside down in the still spinning chair laughing at Carl who had managed to tangle himself up into one of Jimmy's larger inventions that he had torn apart for scrap. Goddard had tried to lend a hand but it only made matters worse as Carl kept squirming tangling Goddard's extra hand in the wires and pipes. Vox had then processed the situation and found the simplest solution by grabbing Carl by the ankle and pulling him up resulting in everything, including Goddard, becoming loose and crashing to the floor making the horrendous noise that had roused Jimmy's attention.
The sight was hilarious. Carl upside down squirming and shouting out for help, glasses barely hanging on. Jimmy joined Sheen in laughing at their friend before having Vox softly return him to the lab floor. Carl finally calmed down and Jimmy provided some Purple Flurps for his friends. And there they sat, just enjoying the moment together.
Three cans of Purple Flurp and two TV shows later, Sheen and Carl left Jimmy to head home. Sheen to get ready for his date and Carl to do what ever it was Carl did on a Friday night. Jimmy heaved a huge sigh as the door shut to his lab.
"Well Goddard," he looked at his robotic companion, "looks like it's just you and me tonight".
Goddard cocked his head to the side and whined, unsure of why his master decided to spend his Friday alone. It was a lovely night and just about dinner time, why spend it in the lab? Goddard turned and headed toward the lab door. Jimmy turned back to his work table and picked up his GPS system. This wasn't just any GPS system, this was the Neutronic GPS system. Programmed to respond to only the pilots voice, with the ability to locate people using their biological and genetic signature, an auto pilot setting and a smart chip that see's and recognizes all traffic and weather situations and responds to them in real time allowing the pilot to make split second decisions. He was also making it compatible with all his transportation devices by simply inserting holder in the dash. Though this was all very exciting, Jimmy couldn't focus on it. Not anymore. His head was full of thoughts of the girl across the street.
"I wonder what she's doing Goddard. Do you think she would even consider it?" Jimmy waited a few moments and heard some movement from the large pile of wires left from the mess Carl had gotten into. Figuring Goddard was cleaning it up for him and probably rolling his eyes at his master, Jimmy went in the house to get dinner and watch some TV, prepared to veg the rest of the night.