RONHCL 2

Ready Or Not, Here Comes Love.

Chapter 2


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This chapter is dedicated to my cousin Starcat188 who always yells "you better not" in her Carl voice, making the chocolate milk I'm usually drinking squirt out of my nose in an unlady-like fashion. Love ya coz!

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Her palms were sweating, her heart was racing, her cheeks were flushed... and all because of him.

Or, his idiocy, perhaps.

Cindy's eyes narrowed viciously on her brown-haired target. "Neutron, you don't even know what you're talking about!" Jimmy got her blood boiling more than any boy she'd ever met. You'd never get her to admit it, barely even to herself, but she loved how he challenged her when no one else dared to; she had gained a rather impressive reputation as both strong and smart.

"I know exactly what I'm talking about, Vortex, now get your prissy girl butt OUT of my PRESENCE!" Jimmy shot back. She's beautiful when she's angry... He shook his head to clear his mind as Cindy retorted.

"Who's gonna make me, you?"

"Yes, I think I will!"

"Let's see you try diphead!"

"Hey! I'll have you know that my hair is perfectly normal in this day and age!" He stood there defending his 'do. It was less of a fudgy swirl from his elementary days, and more of a slight 'fo-hauk', more befitting of this generation. "At least my style has evolved, Vortex!"

Obviously referring to Cindy's usual tank top and high ponytail, she grew livid.

"Style? You dare diss my style? You pompous, egotistical waste of molecules! At least my tank tops and hair are always in season!"

Before school, just barely into their freshman year, Jimmy Neutron and Cindy Vortex were at each other's throats. Their friends, quite used to, but no less annoyed by it, watched on. Currently, neither side would back down.

"Here they go again," Libby rolled her eyes before she cast a mischievous smile to Sheen and Carl. "But come lunchtime, these two will get along better than ever!"

Carl pushed up his glasses, conspiring with them. Sheen just grinned and rubbed his hands together like an old-timey villain.

"A-ha! The plan shall prevail!" Jimmy and Cindy continued to fling insults as they ignored everyone else. Upon realizing this, Sheen's expression abruptly changed to one of idle curiosity, something everyone had finally gotten used to. "But how will we admust... deminist... give them the potion, Love Muffin?"

Libby ignored the nickname as she spoke. "I'll fill Cindy's drink with it, of course, while you contaminate Jimmy's."

"Brilliant!" Sheen pulled Libby and Carl into a crushing hug. "We're brilliant!"

"Lemme go Sheen!"

"Yeah, put us down please." Sheen lowered them and turned back to the UltraLord doll- er, action figure he still loved and cherished, the "diabolical" plans all but forgotten by him. Libby shook her head good-naturedly at that as she smoothed down her purple top and dark skinny jeans before turning back to the slowly winding down argument.

"Okay." Cindy stood there with her arms crossed. Her face flaming as her eyes still sparked with receding anger and excitement.

"Yeah." Jimmy was in a similar position, his glacial blue eyes full of contempt and slight amusement.

"Fine."

"Fine."

"Fine!"

"FI-"

"ENOUGH" Libby bellowed. "We're gonna be late for class, get a move on!"
Everyone, shocked at the outburst, stared at the black beauty before lumbering into the high school. She wore a smug look as she ushered everyone inside the building, but it was quickly faded when the tardy bell rang.

"Damnit!" Yelled both Jimmy and Cindy, who, coincidentally, had first period together. They glanced at each other and hightailed it to their class on the opposite side of the school, leaving their friends behind.

Sheen and Libby hugged each other tightly, then shared a loving gaze, her deep brown eyes meeting his. She kissed him gently before sauntering off.

"I gotta get to choir... peace out! See ya fourth"

Sheen felt tears fill his eyes at the thought of braving first period before suddenly jumping around joyously.

"Whoa, Carl! CARL! Dude, let's skip!"

"No, I have art with Elke."

"I'll tie you up and MAKE you skip!"

"You better not...!" Carl glared as he feebly slapped at Sheen's arm.

"But I don't WANNA go to MATH!" he screeched as Carl entered a classroom. Poor Sheen was left alone. He broke down into pitiful sobs before he slowly walked to Algebra I, cradling his UltraLord as though it were a security blanket.