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Nine-year-old Cindy Vortex was if not the most nice girl at the school, the smartest and most admired one. That day, she was happily talking with her best friend at the back of the classroom. Class was about to begin and the teacher was still absent. Suddenly, a low whisper could be heard all over the place, it seemed like every single little kid was talking with low voice.
Both girls stared at the door; a new kid was walking in, white sport shoes, short blue pants, a red-and-white striped shirt…and an unusually big head. Of course, every single whisper was related to the boy's head and exaggerated funny hairdo, and Cindy wasn't the exception.
"He looks like a nerd." The blond girl said. "I mean, just look at him."
"Look at that!!" her friend said. Cindy turned around and saw the fat boy of the group talking to the new one. Also, the Ultra-lord obsessed one reached for them both with some eager screaming.
"Gosh", little Vortex exclaimed, "Even the nerds are talking to him already. Told you so." Her eyes went back to her friend to keep on gossip about the unusual event.
"…he's looking at ya." Was what her friend said. Her expression was unreadable.
"What?" Cindy turned around once again and her beautiful green eyes met the new boy's intense, deep, smart blue irises.
The world seemed to stop then, each one trying to decode the other's mind, like there was some kind of inexplicable and invisible connection trying to reach both of them.
Cindy broke the spell and looked away while a little mischievous smile born at her face.
"Girl…why're ya blushing?"
"Wha…I am NOT blushing!" Cindy refuted angrily. "Why would I even…"
"Blushing is a natural response to sudden self-consciousness," a male voice said. It was the new boy walking through the classroom right next to the girls, his eyes closed as he talked, "the girl here is either embarrassed or experimenting some kind of unconscious epiphany." He took a seat near to them and waved a 'hello' with a smile.
"…who in heaven are you to say such thing? Are you a genius or something?" Vortex seemed to be angry someone was trying to explain her reaction, mostly when she was trying to hide the new unknown feeling she had at looking at him.
"Jimmy Neutron." The boy introduced himself. "Boy genius. Indeed."
***
Both girls stared at the door; a new kid was walking in, white sport shoes, short blue pants, a red-and-white striped shirt…and an unusually big head. Of course, every single whisper was related to the boy's head and exaggerated funny hairdo, and Cindy wasn't the exception.
"He looks like a nerd." The blond girl said. "I mean, just look at him."
"Look at that!!" her friend said. Cindy turned around and saw the fat boy of the group talking to the new one. Also, the Ultra-lord obsessed one reached for them both with some eager screaming.
"Gosh", little Vortex exclaimed, "Even the nerds are talking to him already. Told you so." Her eyes went back to her friend to keep on gossip about the unusual event.
"…he's looking at ya." Was what her friend said. Her expression was unreadable.
"What?" Cindy turned around once again and her beautiful green eyes met the new boy's intense, deep, smart blue irises.
The world seemed to stop then, each one trying to decode the other's mind, like there was some kind of inexplicable and invisible connection trying to reach both of them.
Cindy broke the spell and looked away while a little mischievous smile born at her face.
"Girl…why're ya blushing?"
"Wha…I am NOT blushing!" Cindy refuted angrily. "Why would I even…"
"Blushing is a natural response to sudden self-consciousness," a male voice said. It was the new boy walking through the classroom right next to the girls, his eyes closed as he talked, "the girl here is either embarrassed or experimenting some kind of unconscious epiphany." He took a seat near to them and waved a 'hello' with a smile.
"…who in heaven are you to say such thing? Are you a genius or something?" Vortex seemed to be angry someone was trying to explain her reaction, mostly when she was trying to hide the new unknown feeling she had at looking at him.
"Jimmy Neutron." The boy introduced himself. "Boy genius. Indeed."
***
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I wrote something for JN! ...In engish!! Wo-ho!!
Okay, this poorly written drable is for the #IDreamofJimmy's "JC week." Today's theme is "first meeting" and I kinda imagined something like this.When I was taking a shower. *gets shoot*
Jimmy, Y U must have blue eyes? >w< I love blue eyed-guys.
I thought that it would be nice if Cindy fell in love with when they looked into each other's eyes.
Yeah, I fail. OTL
Enjoy C:
Characters (c) John A. Davis.
Okay, this poorly written drable is for the #IDreamofJimmy's "JC week." Today's theme is "first meeting" and I kinda imagined something like this.
Jimmy, Y U must have blue eyes? >w< I love blue eyed-guys.
I thought that it would be nice if Cindy fell in love with when they looked into each other's eyes.
Yeah, I fail. OTL
Enjoy C:
Characters (c) John A. Davis.
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Nicely written