I watched a few episodes of this show and I got the feel for it again so here goes!

This is a continuation of the first oneshot :)

Jimmy had overslept after working on his particle engine all night and missed AP Physics, his first class of the day. It was no big deal anyways, it wasn't like he didn't already know everything there was to know about electromagnetism. He ambled into AP European History, yawning. Boring. If it weren't for the school's stupid humanities requirement he would be in all science and math classes.

He set his huge textbook down on the first desk. Martin Luther glared up at him in a smug sort of way, as if to remind him he was getting back his essay on the Protestant Reformation today. Suddenly, he heard the thump of a textbook on the desk next to his. A cross Cindy Vortex slumped into the seat beside him. Her lips were set in a thin line and her forehead was creased in an angry sort of way.

"What are you looking at, Neutron?" She barked at him with an intense viciousness.
"Definitely not you." He sniggered, looking away swiftly.
"Like I want Freak Brain breathing in my direction anyways."
"You're really cheery today morning Vortex." He said sarcastically, mustering a smug grin.

"Oh, can it Neutron. I have more important things to worry about."

"Ahh, so like most of the female body at Retroville High, you've fallen prey to the obsession with that stupid dance-"

"It's not just a stupid dance you idiot, it's prom. Which you might know if you spent any time outside of that junky tin lab of yours." She pointed out.

"What makes it any different from other dances? People dance to dumb music about clubs and copulation-"

"Did you just say copulation?" She smirked. "Neutron, we don't live in the 16th century."

"Yes, Ms. Vortex, quite true. However, Martin Luther did live then, and a great deal of you clearly were not aware of that on your test." Their teacher, Ms. Churchill, a rather plump woman in her late thirties waved their tests in the air. "In fact, some of you failed to note that Martin Luther posted 95 theses, and not 9, so I'd remember that when you look at your grade."

"That's low, even for you Nerdtron."

Ms. Churchill passed back their tests with a frown on her face.

"Nice job, Vortex, Neutron. I can always count on you two to keep the class average above 70%." Jimmy shot Cindy a dirty look and held up his A+ test. She held up her own A+ test score in retort.

"Guess it wasn't me who was dumb enough to misjudge the number of Theses, Vortex. Although I can guess who it was." He shot a quick look at George in the back.

Cindy crossed her arms across her light pink sweater. "I'll have you know George takes 3 AP classes and runs track-"

"But let's face it. He can't tell the difference between the Renaissance and the Reformation." Cindy bit her lip. She had to admit his knowledge of European History was a bit sub-par. After all, he hadn't known that Henry IV was from France and that Henry VIII was from England and what kind of Euro student didn't keep his Henrys straight?

"At least he can tell when to keep his big mouth shut-"

"A trait I don't seem to remember you possessing either, Vortex-"

An exasperated Ms. Churchill walked up the aisle and glanced at Jimmy and Cindy. They were model students, but their arguments could get so damn annoying. She didn't know what they were arguing about but she wanted to break it up before it turned into an all out screaming match (as it had many a time before).

"Quiet class!" She shouted over Jimmy and Cindy's increasingly heated argument. "And if I have to shout again, you're all dropping by one letter grade on your next quiz. And I need not remind you that some of you have D averages in this class…"

-x-

History class felt like it had droned on forever. As the lunch bell run and everyone rushed out of class, Jimmy's head was spinning with thoughts of enlightened monarchs and Russian peasants and Cindy-

Cindy? He wondered where that had come from, although…he supposed he had been noticing her more often. For the rest of class she'd kept her mouth pursed and her arms crossed in a very hostile position. She had glanced out the window, barely paying attention to the lesson. All the same…she looked…he gulped..really sort of…pretty in her sea blue sweater. Her soft blonde bangs framed her emerald eyes and he couldn't quite wrest his mind from her sloping curves and petite pink lips.

He shook his head. What was he thinking?

He stopped at his locker and overheard Cindy talking to Libby a few lockers down.

"Girl, how did Britney get asked before you? Those ugly ass hair extensions weren't doing her look any good." Libby knew everything about everyone. It was sort of scary actually. Put her together with Cindy and together, they made a very scary pair of friends indeed.

Jimmy leaned his head in, interested in the reason behind Cindy giving him particular grief today morning.

"Ugh, I don't know. She does have a- well that's beside the point." She blushed. "And she was asked by Steven too. At this rate, I'll have to take Oleander."

"Are you out of your mind Cindy?" Libby had to give a laugh. "Oleander's like Carl. Allergic to everything from paste to sushi."

"Don't remind me. Even Carl was asked!" She looked very hurt, her green eyes shining with the glint of a few tears. Libby gave her a look.

"Girl, maybe you should have just taken Nick." Libby sighed.

"Nick is cute and all but he spends his weekends clearing out his parents' beer stash and skateboarding with those weird kids from the town over. Not exactly the paragon of intellectual superiority there." She said dryly, although her voice betrayed a tender note of disappointment.

Libby lowered her voice. "And Neutron?"

Cindy glared over at Jimmy who'd been at his locker for a suspiciously long amount of time.

"Nerdtron here is listening to our conversation. Not a surprise though since he has the manners of a three year old!"

Libby and Cindy glowered at him.

"Oh please, like I care about your vapidly inane discussions on hairstyles and prom dates." He scoffed. He noted how Cindy's face fell by a fraction as he made this comment, but he brushed past them and headed towards Carl and Sheen.

Cindy turned to Libby as soon as he was out of earshot. "Neutron is still as clueless as ever. Maybe you're right Libs. Maybe it's time to give up on him. I mean he did say prom was just a stupid dance in history today morning." She gazed after him longingly even as she said this and snapped out of it after a second.

Libby nodded silently."Let's head to lunch."