Author's Note: This is my first ever Rugrats/AGU story, and I apologize to my followers who thought this was going to be HTTYD or Teen Titans. I still love you guys, but this one has been in the works for a looooong time. Enjoy! P.S. You get two chapters today because the first one is sort of short and boring, but trust me when I say it gets better!

I don't care if Monday's blue

Chuckie Finster had come to the conclusion that high school was going to suck. He had long ago accepted the fact that he was a complete loser and had known for years that without Tommy he had no semblance of popularity what so ever. But his biggest issue with high school was the simple fact that all of his friends were a year younger than him.

Tommy, Phil, Lil, and Kimi talked non-stop about all the things they were doing in Junior High, always managing to leave him feeling alone and empty in the process. He'd known that eventually it was going to happen, but that didn't make it any easier. Last year he'd actually considered failing all his classes so he would get held back a year, but the nerd in him couldn't stand the thought of Kimi's B+ in English being the best grade on the fridge.

His newest plan was to do packets and hopefully graduate early. The sooner he was done with that brick and linoleum prison the better. But between his increased homework load, and working at the Java Lava, he really didn't have much time to hang out with his friends anymore.

Knowing that he'd be pretty much on his own, he did his best to survive. So far he'd managed to make it through three fourths of the school year, but only barely. For some reason the entire student body seemed to think of him as a door mat.

Originally he had hoped that a new school would be a good place to re-invent himself, a fresh start. After all, the braces were gone, the allergies were under control, and Kimi had talked him into a pair of glasses that actually looked good on him. His hair was still impossibly unruly, even though he kept it short in an attempt to exert some control over it. Lil had informed him that with a little hair gel it would be stylishly unruly.

But, he was still too much of a klutzy dork to pull it off. In the end, he'd discovered it was a lot less work to just be himself. Even if that meant letting everyone walk all over him. Well, almost everyone. Susie was as nice as ever, but he rarely saw her due to her full schedule and extracurricular activities. When he did see her, however rare it was, at least she always slowed down long enough to say hi.

Angelica sightings were even rarer. She ignored him for the most part, which was a welcome respite from the constant bullying he'd endured from her as a kid. The most he ever got was a disinterested glance in his direction if they happened to be walking down the same hallway. Unfortunately, those disinterested glances had been having confusing effects on his stomach and heart-rate lately.

He sighed at the blender in front of him as his four friends discussed their latest project. They always spent their afternoons in the Java Lava when Chuckie was working. At first it had been to keep him company, but now they came every day, more of a habit than anything else. They had started spending less time together as soon as school started up, and a nagging voice in the back of his mind kept telling him there was no way he could make up for all that lost time.

"I said give it a rest McNulty!" His eyes darted to the door that Angelica had just stormed through. She stomped over to the table where the gang was sitting and flopped into a chair.

"Problem Angelica?" Tommy asked rolling his eyes.

"More like a menace to society!" She slammed her palm down on the table and looked directly at Lil. "It does not matter how many times I tell him I hate him," she turned to Kimi, "or that I wouldn't date him if he was the last, and I mean last man on Earth," she turned back to Lil, "he will not leave me alone! What part of 'NO' is so hard to understand!?"

"The nnn part." Phil answered. He was rewarded by a glare from Angelica, and quickly got up to sit at the bar by Chuckie.

"I know what you mean Angelica." Kimi said with a sigh. Lil nodded, rested her elbows on the table, and leaned forward. "Guys are so dense sometimes. Like this one kid the other day–"

"Ladies." Tommy interrupted bravely, considering the topic at hand. "As much as I'd love to hear about your boy troubles, we really need to go get the stuff for our project."

"Just go without us Tommy." Kimi said as if it were the most obvious solution in the world.

"Yeah," Lil added, "You and Phil go buy the stuff, and we'll meet at your house after dinner."

"Unless you want to stay here and listen to us talk about boys." Kimi said with a smirk. The two boys exchanged glances then hurried out the door.

"Bye . . ." Chuckie called after them. He sighed and decided now was as good of a time as any to restock the restrooms. "Let me know if we get a customer, you know, one of those people that comes in and buys something." Both Kimi and Lil made shooing motions with their hands.

By the time both bathrooms had been cleaned and restocked his shift was over. He walked out to find Betty seated at the table with the three girls, nodding knowingly at something Angelica was saying. He tapped her on the shoulder.

"Um . . ."

"Oh, hey Chuckie. I'm good to take over. Thanks for your help." He nodded, hung up his apron, and began walking home. He was really getting sick of being the invisible friend. Just one more term. He told himself. Then we'll have all summer to hang out and when school starts up again everything will be back to normal. I hope.