Disclaimer: I do not own Jimmy Neutron and anything related to it.

Hey guys! In this one-shot, Jimmy and Cindy have never met, kinda like alternative universe. And I made this one shot short for it to be about 3:50 seconds long so it can match the song I recommended below:

Recommended listening: Too Shy to Say by Stevie Wonder =)

The barista sat up straight as she studied the profit of the university's most famous coffee shop for the day. She was the only one there, she was the cashier, the waitress, the barista, but it was fine, nobody really stayed in the university during the vacation season. She decided to stay for the holidays to make some extra cash, the pay was higher during the winter season. Besides, she was the only one who did not have a beau among her co-workers. Her parents promised they would visit her some time next week. She could not wait to go out and leave the lonesome place.

Suddenly, the coffee shop's door chime made a clang sound. The barista looked up from the counter and saw a six-foot, brown-headed guy who seemed to be in his early 20s enter the coffee house. He was wearing a white striped polo and black slacks. ''Is he a student or some sort of genius professor?'' The lady with the blonde ponytail thought.

''May I help you?'' She stood up as the man approached the counter. She showed a faint smile as a sign of courtesy.

The guy surveyed the menu list. When he had finally decided, he smiled at lady standing before him and ordered one iced mocha.

''He doesn't look like the type of person who likes iced mocha.''

Cindy punched the order into the computer register.

''That would be one dollar and seventy-five cents.''

The enigmatic man got a five-dollar bill out of his enigmatic wallet and handed it to the cashier…with a smile.

For some reason, she wanted to take a good look at him. His smile seemed so genuine. The man secretly wished for the waitress to ask his name for his coffee, but she did not, it was not necessary. He was the only customer in the spacious coffee shop.

The barista washed her hands thoroughly before proceeding to prepare the coffee for the sole customer. She turned her back and blended the coffee. She involuntarily glanced at the long, narrow mirror in front of her and saw the man sit down across the counter. He was staring at her back.

The man sat down across the cash register, his eyes never leaving the figure of the barista. She intrigued him, and he knew it. ''Why is she even here?'' He thought, ''Only very few students stay in the school during the holidays…'' He tapped his fingers lightly against the birch-colored wooden table and crossed his legs. He was being drowned in his own gaze. He, for some unknown reason, found himself being drawn to her. He always stayed in the coffee shop, but whenever he did, a guy named Lee or a tomboyish girl named Roe would be the one doing the shift.

The man smiled at the lady whose back was facing him just before she turned around…She pretended not to care about the man who has been gazing at her since earlier. She did not find him creepy or lascivious. She was actually interested in knowing who he was. It would not be too hard, after all, they were just in the same school.

The man stood up from his seat as soon as his order was done. The lady's shining deep emerald forest eyes met the seemingly innocent man's pure deep blue ones. It was a short, but intent moment.

''Uhh, here's your iced mocha. Thank you come again,'' The barista avoided the man's eyes and fixed hers on the coffee cup instead. She handed the coffee just as their fingers touched and electric shock bounced from one body to another.

''Thanks…'' The man slowly accepted the coffee, and walked away. After about five tiny steps, he turned around and showed that sweet smile once again, her pupils dilated, and he noticed. His smile turned into a grin.

''By the way, my name is James Neutron…you know…just in case…uhh…we bump…umm I mean…nevermind…forget it…''

The lady blinked a few times as a response. The man smiled to himself as he went out of the coffee shop, knowing full well that it would not be the last time they would meet.