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Chapter 1:
never look back
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To: greeneyedgoddess
From: musicsavesmysoul
Subject: DANCE LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW.
But no, I don't mean that stupid, annoying song by freaking Madonna.
I mean the upcoming dance this Friday in which you will get dressed up, and have fun.
Don't let one boy ruin your life, because that's totally lame, girl.
OH! You know what I heard? That the people who have the most book-knowledge are the people who don't have any common sense.
And Jimmy's a genius.
And that means he has no common sense.
And that also means that for one to break up with your gorgeous, wonderful self, they would have to be lacking a lot of common sense.
Hence, this is all Jimmy's fault.
Don't you love my logic?
Don't be so freaking depressed,
Libby.
P.S. I hope you know that we're going shopping tomorrow, for our dresses. Whether you like it or NOT.
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To: musicsavesmysoul
From: greeneyedgoddess
Subject: There will be no dancing. None at all.
Madonna makes me mad. She's rich, famous, happily-married, talented, and has wonderfully beautiful kids. Yes, I'm jealous of Madonna, UGH.
I will not be going to the dance, I will NOT be getting dressed up, and I will have no fun.
Got that? I will let anyone I want ruin my life, thankyouverymuch. It's my life. Ha. Ha.
And yes, I've heard that smart-people-have-no-common-sense-so-Jimmy's-a-freaking-idiot trail of thought of yours, and frankly, I don't believe it. I hate your logic. I want it to die.
I will be whatever the hell I want,
Cindy.
P.S. Why is Sheen calling me, asking for you? Is your phone dead, or something? You just got a freaking Blackberry, woman. Don't waste the wonderful-ness of it. Gosh.
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To: brainblast801
From: ultralordrulez
Subject: WHERE IS MY GF.
No, seriously. I just tried calling her…about seventeen times. I need to ask her something very important and I DON'T WANT TO E-MAIL HER. HELP ME, JIMMYYYY.
So, how's your love life going? Still not-together with Cindy? Why'd you break up with her? Are you in love with someone else? Do you want Cindy to commit suicide? Is that why Libby isn't calling me back?
Will you even answer my questions?
MY HEART IS BREAKING BECAUSE MY GF WON'T CALL ME BACK,
Sheen.
P.S. No, really, why'd you break up with Cindy?
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To: ultralordrulez
From: brainblast801
Subject: I don't know.
Maybe her phone is dead. Why not go to her house?
I'll answer your questions, I guess:
1). My love life…sucks right now.
2). No. Not together with Cindy.
3). It's complicated. She knows why. But…let's just say it involves, Nick, Betty, and a little bit of cheating. On both parts…
4). No.
5). No. Don't even joke about that.
6). HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW?
Yes, I just did answer your freaking questions. God.
Don't act like such a baby,
Jimmy.
P.S. I just told you.
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Cindy,
Why is Nick giving you bedroom eyes?
-Libby.
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Libby,
Um. Long story short, I did something bad.
But I'm not the only one.
-Cindy.
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Cindy,
This does not answer my question.
I want to know what is going on! I want the whole story!
I'm your best friend. You should tell me these things.
-Libby.
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Libby,
I know! I'm sorry!
But it's really painful and horrible, and I don't like to think about it. And I can't put it in a note where just anyone could read it. But I will tell you.
Sometime.
-Cindy.
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Cindy,
You better be.
E-mail me during Advanced Comp., okay? This is literally killing me.
TODAY, SOMETIME.
-Libby.
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To: musicsavesmysoul
From: greeneyedgoddess
Subject: Story-time.
Okay!
You know that party at Nick's house last week? Well, you know how Jimmy and I went together? Yeah.
I had um, a little too much to drink, when I shouldn't even be drinking at all, and I think I did stuff with Nick. I know I didn't sleep with him, but I went pretty far. I can barely remember. I feel horrible.
But when I tell Jimmy all of this the next morning, me bawling my eyes out, I find out he basically did the same stuff with Betty the same freaking night. I get mad, he gets mad, we fight, we break-up.
And I don't know if we'll ever get back together.
I've lost my faith.
I'm totally depressed now,
Cindy.
P.S. Don't tell anyone. I know you won't, I just felt like reminding you. It's more dramatic that way.
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To: greeneyedgoddess
From: musicsavesmysoul
Subject: I love story-time!
That's effing intense. I'm sorry. I didn't realize you two were such trouble-makers. From now on, no more hardcore drinking, okay?
I totally have faith in you two. You guys have been dating for like a year and a half, you guys are so not over. Just know that absence makes the heart grow fonder, or something like that.
I'll maim Betty and Nick for you, if you'd like. I'll get Sheen and Carl to help me.
And speaking of maiming, I want to maim a certain Jimmy Neutron who is sitting next to me in my Biology class. You're so lucky we're doing research today, or else I wouldn't even be e-mailing you back.
I was going to tell you something…
OH YEAH. THE DANCE.
YOU ARE GOING. WE ARE GOING TO SIP OUR SPIKED PUNCH IN OUR AWESOME DRESSES, TRYING NOT TO SMUDGE OUR PRETTY MAKE-UP AND DITCHING OUR PAINFUL BUT ADORABLE SHOES AFTER ONLY ONE HOUR. WE WILL SHAMELESSLY FLIRT WITH GUYS WE DON'T EVEN LIKE AND DANCE LIKE THE SLUTS WE ARE AT HEART.
I'm serious.
I'm like totally psyched, and you being depressed makes it hard for me to be happy,
Libby.
P.S. I won't tell anyone, stupid. But I do like the dramatic effect. Nice touch.
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To: llamalover21
From: brainblast801
Subject: (none)
Carl, I need your help.
You're pretty much the only sane person I know right now. We're doing this research thing for Biology, and Libby won't stop glaring at me, and I have a feeling she's heard Cindy's side of the story and not mine.
You aren't going to judge me, are you?
Jimmy.
P.S. What class are you even in?
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To: brainblast801
From: llamalover21
Subject: (none)
Why do you need my help? Are you in trouble?
And why would Libby be angry with you? What about Cindy?
I feel lost.
I won't judge. I'm not a judgmental person.
Carl.
P.S. I'm in Home Ec. I'm just using the computer to print out a recipe for puppy chow. I could give you some after school, if you want.
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To: llamalover21
From: brainblast801
Subject: Maybe we should have a subject.
Well, I broke up with Cindy. But that was before I cheated on her. And she cheated on me, too.
So I guess we're kind of even. We got into a huge fight, though, so now we're over. And the dance is this Friday and I'm supposed to be going with Cindy. And now Betty wants me to go with her.
What do I do?
What if Nick takes Cindy?
Sorry for not informing you of this earlier. I thought Sheen told you, he tells everyone everything.
Jimmy.
P.S. Puppy chow would be nice. Thanks.
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To: brainblast801
From: llamalover21
Subject: Okay…
Wow. I thought you guys would stay together forever. Like, married forever.
Why did you cheat on her if you love her? I think you're making things more complicated than they really are. If you still love her, just apologize to her.
I wouldn't even give Nick the chance, if I were you. Just talk to her.
It's okay. Sheen was going to tell me, I think. He just gets distracted. He forgot to take his medicine today.
Carl.
P.S. I'll give you some. I hope the chocolate won't melt while it's in my locker.
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THE LIST OF THE DAY!
REASONS WHY JIMMY AND CINDY SHOULDN'T HAVE BROKEN UP.
By Libby Folfax (and commented by Cindy Vortex!)
1). They look so cute together! Can you imagine what their kids would look like?!
Pretty darn adorable.
2). They hardly ever fight.
That's a lie. We fight a lot!
No, you guys argue a lot. You guys don't fight.
Don't try to rationalize the flaws in my past relationships.
3). You guys are so compatible. You're both smart, stubborn, gorgeous, etc, etc.
I'm glad someone thinks so.
You're such a pessimist.
4). You're bound to last forever! Everyone expects you two to get married.
What's expected never really happens.
…
5). It was a misunderstanding, and you two are both nice people. You can look past two little mistakes.
OBVIOUSLY FREAKING NOT.
YOU'RE PISSING ME OFF, WOMAN.
GOOD.
6). Because you two know that Betty and Nick aren't worth ti.
I know. I don't know if he does.
Why don't you ask him?
WHY DON'T YOU?
…I WILL.
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To: brainblast801
From: musicsavesmysoul
Subject: LISTEN UP, BUSTER.
And listen good.
Because Cindy is my best friend and she doesn't deserve this. You two are both at fault, just ADMIT IT. Don't be so freaking stubborn, genius boy! I mean, Cindy loves you, and Nick is stupid (and so is Betty), and she was drunk. And so were you.
Let's get past all this nonsense, shall we?
GO TO HER. GO TO HER NOOOOW.
I'LL KICK YOUR ASS IF YOU DON'T,
Libby.
P.S. I won't just kick your ass. I'll maim you.
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To: musicsavesmysoul
From: greeneyedgoddess
Subject: The world is ending, please save me.
Seriously. I saw Jimmy talking to Betty and now I heard they're going to the dance together.
I'm not going. I can't handle that.
My life has ended.
Shoot me now,
Cindy.
P.S. Nick won't leave me alone.
Maim him, please.
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Don't yell at me for writing a new story. This will be like dear sweetheart, a story only written in all the technology stuff; e-mails, text messages, letters, phone calls, lists, etc. I have a feeling you guys will like it.
Also, everyone in this story is 16, and sophomores in high school. Yay.
Sorry for ending Identities without much of a fair warning. I'll be more careful next time.
Anyway, review!