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I sat up and squinted. Sun shined through the cracks of my curtain and into my eyes. Groaning in irritation, i climbed out of bed. I never really was a morning person, I never enjoyed the light, or waking up. but it's something you grow used to when you do it every day for fifteen years. I stretched my sore muscles as i stumbled over to my closet. Yawning, I grabbed a Navy blue sweater, and some jeans. I slipped them on and grabbed my combat boots. I grabbed my bag and headed down the stairs.
I was in a particularly good mood considering what a HORRIBLE day today was. Today was my first day In hi-skool. No, not high school, hi-skool. that's what the place is called, weird i know. This was the fifth time i had moved this year. This time my dad had promised we were staying.
You see, every time we move, my dad says not to get comfortable. In fact, I usually sleep on the couch. but this time, he assured me that we were here for good. My Dad's a scientist who works in the microbiology field. We moved to town because he got a new job working with the almighty professor membrane.
I'm a huge Otaku, that means I love anime. No, not cartoons, ANIME. I Also draw anime, and play violin. In fact I take my violin with me everywhere. I get this strange empty feeling when it's not at my side. i've been playing since i was young.
I Finished lacing up my shoes and grabbed my violin and slung it on my shoulder. I snatched a piece of toast from the table next to my dad. he groaned in irritation, not even bothering to look up from his paper.
"Okay dad, i'm off to my first day of school" I said awkwardly. He grunted in response and I sighed.
"Well if you don't care enough to say bye, the least you could do is give me lunch money" i whined. he reached into his lab coat and tossed out a few twenty dollar bills. I sighed, frustrated, and picked up all of the bills.
"Thanks" I mumbled as I walked out of the kitchen.
The walk to school- er uh… skool, was peaceful. Except for the part where that dog chased me for my toast. I ran into the school and quickly shut the door behind me. A loud thud on the door told me that it was wise not to stop running. It also told me that the dog got what it deserved. I smirked as I panted and caught my breath.
The hall was empty.
"Great… late… for… the… first day" I breathed. After a few moments, i straightened myself and walked down the hall.
"It should be… here!" I looked up at the ugly stained door and gulped. a sudden chill ran down my spine and I felt the sudden need to run like hell. Slowly, I knocked on the door. The talking from within ceased and i heard something similar to a snake slithering over to the door. The door creaked open, revealing an old woman, and i mean OLD. She looked down at me, a creepy, lifeless stare in her eyes. I gulped once more and handed her the paper, telling her i was new. She took it, stared at it, then burnt it up. I mean, she let go of the paper, it floated in the air, and it spontaneously combusted.
I stared in horror as she backed away and motioned for me to enter. I slowly followed as she retook her seat.
"Class, this is Violet. The newest hopeless appendage to the student body. Violet, tell the class about yourself, and hurry!" the woman croaked.
I took a deep breath.
"Hi, i'm violet. I'm 15, and My hobbies are playing violin, drawing and watching anime and-"
"That's enough! your voice makes my brain hurt. You can sit…" she croaked as she pointed around the room. I took that moment to notice that all of the seats were taken. "...There!" she finished. I looked to where she had pointed. There, sat a red-headed boy. He gulped and clutched his desk as it dropped into the ground. A new desk took his place and I slowly inched over to it.
"You go to the underground classes…. or whatever" the woman said nonchalantly. I sat Down and set my violin and bag down. I looked to my left. There, sat a boy with glasses, And an abnormally large head. His hair was shaped in a strange scythe. I looked to my right next. A boy with green skin and no ears or nose sat there. He wore a magenta colored tunic that reminded me of a uniform. His hair spiked back and looked as if he were running and someone took a picture of it. He also wore Black leather gloves. 'Must have a thing about dirt' I thought as I shrugged it off.
I frowned and looked around the room, observing my future friends and enemies. I noticed the popular girls in the corner, they were snickering liked hyenas. 'nope' I thought as I turned and looked more. Next I noticed the nerds in the opposite corner. 'hahaha nope. need a social life if I ever wanna survive this hell hole' I thought. The only other options were the two weirdos on my left and right. I straightened my sweater and turned to my left, in hopes that I could befriend big head and not green dirt boy.
I squealed in surprise when I saw the boy staring at me.
"Uhh… hi?" I said nervously.
"You're not an alien are you?" the boy asked.
'nope nope nope nope bad choice violet, just ignore the crazy' I thought to myself.
"Uh…. i'm pretty sure i'm not" I said quickly before turning around.
"That's what an alien would say" he countered.
"Hi" I said, ignoring the boy's response, as i smiled at green boy. He simply glared at me, flipped me off, and went back to laying his head in his hands out of boredom.
"Not very friendly here…" i mumbled to myself as I turned to face the front of the class.
About ten minutes of silence passed until the boy on my left tossed a piece of paper on my desk. I grumpily unfolded the paper.
I stared at the paper in confusion. I looked over to the boy, who was examining my every move, then crumpled up the paper and tossed it back. He nodded in approval and smiled at me.
"Just a test, my name's dib by the way"
"Violet. What kind of test was that?" i asked.
"I needed to know if you were human or like zim, an alien."
"Who is zim?"
"I am" the boy on my right hissed. I looked over only to see him glaring at me.
"The green boy?" i asked. Zim nodded and looked away, boredly. Man he pissed me off.
"Wait, You're an alien?" i asked. Zim straightened in his seat and his glare intensified.
"Of course not, i'm normal!" he hissed.
"Green skin, gloves, alien uniform, no ears, no nose, Pak," Dib listed, a smirk on his face.
"Yeah…. that is kinda weird" I admitted.
"See, alien" dib smiled.
"I believe you" I said as i nodded in agreement. Both dib and zim's eye's widened.
"You do?!" they both asked in unison. I nodded and smirked at how angry zim got.
"Nonsense, I merely have a skin condition" he lied.
I didn't really believe dib, but I did like annoying zim.
"Sure" i said sarcastically.
Zim P.O.V.
I stared in horror. For once, someone actually believed the dib-human! I looked around, nervously. 'I need a plan… come on… plan… plan… plan! I know! If i pretend to 'like' this… this… human… then I can convince her to keep it secret… or better yet! I, the AMAZING zim, can lure her into my base to do human things, then brainwash her to forget all that she knows…. hehehe… why am I so amazing?' I thought to myself.
Violet P.O.V.
A grin formed it's way to zim's face, and I felt that chill again. I looked over to dib, who was just as concerned. We exchanged glances before we both turned back to zim, who was now laughing maniacally. 'What a weird school…' I thought to myself. The Bell rang, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked around nervously as the other classmates piled out of the room into the hallways. I nervously gathered my violin and bag and stood to my feet. I walked over to the door and stopped. The
"What's wrong?" dib asked as he slung his bag over his shoulder and walked up behind me.
"I have no clue where my next class is" I said nervously.
"Let me see your schedule, i might know where it is" he said as he reached around my waist in an awkward position and grabbed the schedule. I felt heat rush to my cheeks and I looked away awkwardly. he scanned through it and smiled.
"lucky you, we have the same class next hour…. looks like we also have fifth hour together" he teased.
I nodded and he grabbed my hand and lead me through the crowd. I found myself blushing the entire time, though I was unsure as to why. Maybe it was the fact that it was the first time and guy had ever grabbed my hand, or maybe it was just the fact that somehow within the hour I had been here, I had managed to develop a slight crush on the big-headed boy. We bobbed and weaved through the crowd of students, avoiding open lockers and dodging a few paper airplanes as we went.
When we arrived in the tiny classroom, dib approached the teacher, who smiled and waved at me like we were close friends. I smiled nervously at his happy demeanor. I stood a few feet away from the two as they talked and observed the students. The teacher waved me over and I nervously joined the two.
"Hi violet, nice to meet you, i'm mr. Donavan. Dib requested that you sit next to him, are you okay with that?" he asked in a cheery voice. I nodded shyly and followed dib to sit down. As soon as I sat, I heard whispers and giggles fill the room. My eyes twitched in irritation as I listened in.
After about a minute and a half of whispers, I heard a chair shuffle. I looked up just in time to see a Red headed girl grab my arms and my bag to drag me away. I slapped her arm away and glared at her.
"And just what are you doing?" I hissed.
"Moving you away from the Psycho" she said as if it were obvious.
"Can't you tell? the only psycho here is me" I growled, a grin on my face. The girl dropped my bags and slowly inched away.
"Great… now we have two psychos in here. I hope you know I was trying to make you popular! well you can kiss that dream goodbye!" she hissed.
I leaned closer towards her and smiled innocently.
"Well, that's okay with me… but you should know… popular kids never last when the psychos crack" I smiled. The girl 'hmphed' and turned around to take her seat. I only smirked and picked up my bag.
"Don't worry, it was all an act" I reassured when I saw dib's horrified expression. He smiled and nodded.
"Thanks for not leaving me" he whispered.
"I wouldn't leave if they paid me" I smiled.
"So your name's violet and you play violin?" dib said in an attempt to change the subject.
"Yeah…" I smiled.
"How long have you been playing?" he asked.
"Uh…. Honestly, as long as I can remember… I remember the day my mom came home with it… She gave it to me and I took lessons for about three years, then when I quit, she let me keep it. She always encouraged me to play, even when i couldn't… she's my inspiration…" I smiled sadly.
"Wow, that's cool… I never knew my mom… she died when my sister was born…" dib sighed, tears in his eyes.
"...I'm sorry" I sighed.
"Sorry" he smiled as he wiped away his tears. I nodded knowingly and we both smiled.
"VIOLET!" a loud cheerful voice boomed from across the room. I looked up, and to my horror, saw Mr. Donovan standing in front of my desk. 'how did he…?'
"I didn't know you played violin!" he grinned.
"Well, I do" I replied nervously.
"Oh you just have to play for us!" he smiled evilly.
"...Now?"
"Well, why not?"
"...In the middle of class?"
"Yes! play us a lovely tune!"
"Uhh….." My stomach churned as I stood up and wobbled over to the front of the room, violin in hand. I opened the case and took out the violin, added the chin rest, tightened the bow, and held it up. My arms and legs trembled at the thought of an audience. I gulped and thought of a song. I began to play the first song that came to mind; shadows by lindsey stirling. Every note was strong, beautiful, and loud. I found myself smiling as I played and looked up. The class was staring at me in awe, all their looks of disgust, gone. I soon found myself dancing as I played, my movements were swift and fitting to the song. The song lasted about three minutes before ending.
Zim P.O.V.
I walked in the empty halls, a frown on my face. I had asked to go to the bathroom thirty minutes ago and decided not to go back. Not like I'd need geometry to take over this filth bucket anyways. I took a left turn and walked towards the front door. Before I could comprehend what I was doing, I had taken a u-turn and walked in the opposite direction. A beautiful sound filled my AMAZING antenna, sending chills down my spine. I inched closer to the sound and found my hand on a door handle. Just as I was about to turn the knob to discover the sound, it stopped. My mind pushed me to find out what made that sound, but I soon snapped out of it. I slowly pulled my hand away from the door and turned around. I walked away, not even knowing that I was whistling the tune.
okay so some info about this story, first off, it will be mostly in violet's p.o.v. secondly, i don't know when i'll be updating, the next chap could be up in an hour, or tomorrow, or next week. i'm very busy... also, i've been wanting to do this for a while... a special thanks goes out to all of my friends and people i admire on this site. cooltreeko, dark dremora 4, invader techno, invaderzimdibfan, and more than anyone, random irken derp. so, if any of you by chance read this, thanks for both inspiring me, and being a friend. c: ANYWAYS, now that thats out of the way, i'm soooo excited to get this story rewritten that i stayed up all night just to finish this chapter. If you want, you can reread the original and compare the two. tell me if i've gotten better, if i've gotten worse, if i'm AMAZING, lol just kidding. but seriously, let me know if ya like it. leave a review and just let me know. c: BYE!