Author's Note: Hello! Welcome to the first chapter of "A Real Girl"! Here's the description! Jenny/ XJ-9 goes through another day at her high school, gets detention, and wishes to be human. Brad tries to help, but it doesn't seem to work out. However, the ever-so-shy Sheldon comes out of his shell to make his acquaintance with her, seeing her sadness. By the way, when I talk about the item and superhero "Captain Crunch", it is NOT the cereal box character. It is a superhero Sheldon looks up to. Just thought you oughta know. I DO NOT OWN "My Life As A Teenage Robot", Nickelodeon, or anything related! Enjoy! :) ©

Tremorton High School

College Transition Mathematics

The endless droning from Mr. Taylor made almost half of the entire class fall asleep except for the robot girl XJ-9, or Jenny. She attentively listened to his lecture, taking down notes madly. On her left, her best friend Brad was fast asleep, drool dripping from his mouth. When Mr. Taylor turned to the chalkboard, she shook him. He immediately got up from his seat, saying, "I'm awake!" The class laughed loudly as Brad sat down, his head covered by an open textbook.

"Well, so the infamous Bradley Carbunkle can't even stay awake? Ha, ha, ha." Brit Crust, one of the most popular girls in girl, laughed. Jenny glared, almost tempting to beam an energy blast from her hand.

"Hey look, Robot Girl's getting angry." Pteresa mocked, high-fiving Tiff, Brit's cousin. She threw a piece of notebook paper at Jenny's head, laughing. Jenny couldn't hold it in much longer, but accidentally beamed an energy blast at the chalkboard. Mr. Taylor immediately turned around, knowing it was Jenny.

"XJ-9, you will have detention right after school today!" Mr. Taylor boomed, his anger filling the classroom.

"Yes sir." Jenny said gloomily. She returned to her Combinatorics textbook, instantly learning her lessons. She was much more ahead than the rest of her students. It wasn't her fault for how she was made; she was created by world-famous Dr. Norene Wakeman. Jenny wasn't the only robot she made; in fact, she created a line of XJ series. Unfortunately, they weren't her best pieces of works, but when Jenny was created, it gave her hope to invent more.

From the corner of the classroom, a boy with greasy-like, black hair was drawing out a blueprint. He wore a red, worn-out hoodie, a white t-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. It was Sheldon Lee, one of the most unpopular boys of the school. He looked up from his blueprint and scoped out Jenny. Her blue midriff and mini skirt stood out from her pearly-white metal, making his heart beat wildly. The thing that made her so attractive to him was that no matter what, she would save her fellow citizens from evil. All he could do was stare, not touch. Suddenly, a ruler was thrown up into the suspended ceiling, making Sheldon look up.

"Sheldon Lee, since you haven't been paying attention either, you will join Miss Wakeman in detention as well." Mr. Taylor declared, crushing a piece of chalk. He groaned, taking some paper from his trapper, and began writing the notes. Sheldon was a bit far behind, but then felt a tap on his shoulder. He could see an extended arm from Jenny, who had a stack of papers in her hand.

"Here, you can borrow this. Return it to me at detention, okay?" Jenny whispered with a smile. Sheldon nodded his head at her and went straight to writing.

"At least she'll be there later." he thought to himself.

Lunch

"Look, detention's not a big deal, Jenny. I usually get it a lot." Brad said casually, pushing his tray down the long counter. Jenny walked beside him, for she had a homemade concoction of oil packed for her "lunch".

"Well it is to me. Once Mom finds out, she's gonna take weekend privileges away for a month." Jenny complained, waiting for Brad to pay for his lunch. They walked past a few tables; the popular table, the jocks, theatre majors, music majors, auto-body, etc.

"It's all part of being a human." Brad said, placing his food down. Jenny slumped down and began sipping on her oil, tapping on the can as she drank from it.

"Well I wish I was human. I'd rather not be called 'Robot Girl' on the occasion and have to be the superhero who saves the town. I just want to be a normal, human teenager, is it that hard?!" Jenny yelled, forgetting the fact that everyone would stare at her. She didn't care who saw her, but from far away, Sheldon had seen the angry action from Jenny. He sighed as his friends scarfed down their lunches.

"Sheldon, what are you staring at?" asked Gerald. Gerald was a skimpy, pale boy that had a speech impediment. He wore glasses that were tapped up from the lack of money to get them fixed over the years in Tremorton. Gerald was fixing a watch a jock threw at him, waiting for an answer. "SHELDON!"

"Huh, what?" Sheldon said, turning around back to his group of friends. One of them gave a strange look; almost as if Sheldon performed some sort of blasphemy. Another friend took his inhaler out quickly, taking in a puff of the potion.

"You're staring at the robot... again! You know how the status quo is here!" Gerald said, finishing the watch. A jock came around with a wad of cash as he picked up the watch from Gerald. He gave it to Gerald, but then pushed his face into his lunch. "See what I mean? We're at the bottom of the totem pole." he said, wiping his face.

"Not after I work on my latest project." Sheldon said with a wink. Gerald smirked, scooting himself next to Sheldon, who was rolled out the blueprint he was working on earlier that day.

"I am making Captain Crush a reality. I will make an life-size Captain Crunch that will allow me to be inside of it and to be able to control it himself. I will give it the capability to fly with an anti-grav gyro as its source! To fight evil! And... to get Jenny Wakeman to fall in love with me!" Sheldon whispered confidently.

"Buwhahaha, you better pray your plan will work 'cause there is no chance you can afford a anti-gravity gyro." Gerald laughed. Sheldon got up from the table with his blue print as he exited out of the cafeteria. "What a card! Buwhahaha!"

3:20, Detention

Students slowly filed into one of the darkest rooms of the basement; primarily known for detention being held there. The desks were from the year of 2014, which was about fifty-six years old. They were accompanied with wooden seats that had some splinters coming off of the edges. The windows have been broken for quite a while and it brought a draft into the room. It also smelled musty, no surprise that this part of the school was really old or hasn't been cleaned well in fifty-six years.

Jenny could see that the detention room was full of students, which made her surprised. The only seat she could scope out in the classroom was one nearby a window. For some reason, no one wanted that seat. Who wouldn't want a window seat?

Nevertheless, she floated over to the desk, taking her place there. She pulled out an AP English textbook and paper, preparing to study. From the corner of her right eye, she could see Sheldon getting pushed into the room by a few jocks, who had also received detention. One of them grabbed Sheldon's blueprint, looking at it with some mischief. Two of them were tossing Sheldon around as if he was a volleyball. Sheldon's money also flew from his pockets as he did this. It didn't take long for Jenny to fly over there; maybe half a second.

"Leave him alone!" Jenny said, throwing a jock across the room. The rest of them stood in shock, but then raced to their seats. The one jock threw down the blue print, stepping on it happily. Jenny glared at him until he made it to his seat. Sheldon quickly got onto the ground, picking up his books. Suddenly, he felt money in his hand and looked up to see Jenny.

"You ok?" Jenny asked concernedly, extending a hand out to Sheldon. He took it, getting up, and snorted nervously.

"Yes, thank you..."

"I'm Jenny Wakeman. And you are?"

"Sheldon. Sheldon Lee."