Sure, you can not believe a word I say in this.
Sure, you can stop reading now.
Sure, you can say I'm a liar.
But I'm assuring you, everything I say is true. Absolutely true.
Irken's honor.
See, it was one sunny day, near the end of the year when it all started. It started as any other normal day, just another boring day at Skool in New York.
But one thing was different.
While I was talking and laughing with Zia on the way to the front doors of the Skool, suddenly a short kid ran between us, obviously in a hurry. I didn't recognise him, and I could have also sworn his skin was green! I turned to Zia. She shrugged, just as puzzled.
In the classroom, the whole class took their seats. Mine sandwiched in between Dib's and Zia's.
Dib was staring at the head of the room, pointing and his eye twitching like crazy.
"What's up, Dib? Is the end of the world in the front of the room?" I rolled my eyes.
"Possibly! JUST LOOK!"
I followed his gaze. Standing next to Ms. Bitters was the short kid that had undoubtedly ran between Zia and I. He wore a pink dress, a backpack with no straps, and sure enough, he was green. More so, he had no nose, nor did he have ears.
No doubt this was NOT a human.
No one else was fooled but me, Zia and Dib, who kept staring at the strange, short, green child.
"Class, I would like to introduce the newest, hopeless appendage to the student body. His name is... Zim. Zim, if you have something to say, say it now, because after this moment, I don't wanna hear another sound from you!" Ms. Bitters hissed, then slithered into her desk.
The kid called "Zim" gulped. "...Hello, friends. I am a perfectly normal human worm baby. You have nothing, absolutely nothing to fear from me. Just pay no attention to me and we'll get along just fine." He smiled. I was not conviced.
"Take your seat now, Zim." Ms. Bitters growled, pointing to the seat next to Zia.
He marched to the seat and sat, Dib, Zia and I still staring at him. He smiled, eyes closed, oblivious to us.
"Today's lecture will be about outer space."
I muttered and returned to drawing, bored to death, as usual. Dib wouldn't stop staring.
"...Good God Dib you're acting like it's the end of the world that just sat down." I raised an eyebrow.
"BUT IT DID! He's an alien I tell you! He wants to destroy us all?"
I bashed my head against my desk. "Argh... Give it up Dib," I muttered into my sketchbook. "But he's an alien! A real alien! See?" "I see that, Dib, it's so obvious. But no one will believe you. Remember last time?"
"...He was using the belt sander?..."
I groaned into my sketchbook again. Dib gets too worked up about things like this. He's alright, I guess, he's just sort of a drama queen.
Zim stood on his desk and raised both hands. Ms. Bitters raised an eyebrow, but said, "Yes, Zim?"
"In the event of, say, a full-scale alien invasion, how prepared do you think this planet's defences would be? Tell me!" Zia and I snickered. Ms. Bitters stared at him, then continued her lecture on how the universe is doomed.
I tore a page out of my sketchbook and scribbled a note on one corner. "Hey, Zim. Welcome to Skool. Pretty boring so far, huh?" I tossed it behind Zia to the strange new kid.
Zin glared at it, probably trying to read my atrocious handwriting. He finally scrawled a reply and threw it back.
It read, "Yes, yes it is. Leave me alone stupid human!" I snickered. Having written another message, I threw it back.
"Make me."
"You will be sorry you disobeyed Zim!"
"...Yeeaah sure I will. So, where're you from?"
He pondered on that, seeming to flush with panic. This made me even more sure he wasn't from this planet.
"...Um... NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS STINKING HUMAN!"
"...Alright... Weirdo."
"Doomed, doomed, dooooomed... Go home now!" She pointed to the door. I blinked and remembered it was only a half day. Gathering my things, I stood. Zim rushed out of the classroom, dropping a paper behind him.
I picked it up slowly. Not surprisingly, the paper was filled with strange symbols. Obviously another language. I tilted it, and suddenly discovered it made sence to me. I blinked slowly and began to read.
Translated to English the best I could, it read, "Data base where humans learn - Skool Not much information collected today. Will keep an eye on three wormbabies that seem to suspect. One might blow my cover, a weak human girl. Seems to be smarter than the rest." I gasped and dropped the paper in alarm. I needed no more proof that this was NOT a human. But how was I, a perfectly normal girl at the time, able to read it? I ran after Zim, paper in hand.
Gasping for breath, I handed the paper to him at the front stairway. "...Gah... you... dropped... paper..." He took it cautiously. He nodded and placed it in his backpack, or what I assumed was a backpack.
Absentmindedly, I asked, "Um, you said one girl might blow your cover, who is that?" I covered my mouth. I hate it when I ask things without thinking.
His eyes widened. "Where... did you hear that?"
"...No where?"
"DID YOU READ THE PAPER?" "...Yes?"
"How did you read it?"
"I don't know? Stop asking me?"
He stared at me, confused. I stared at him, just the same.
He hissed. "Don't you DARE tell ANYONE about me..."
I blinked. "Of course I won't, Zim. It's Dib that'll try. Look out for him."
He nodded. "The big headded kid?" "Yes," I replied.
He started moving away. He stopped, suddenly, but did not turn.
"...I didn't catch your name, human."
"It's Flo."
His eyes widened for some reason. He smiled slightly, then it faded. "Alright... Goodbye, stupid wormbaby..." He ran off.
I just stood there, pondering what had happened. Zia walked out and stood next to me.
"Something troubling you, Flo?"
I nodded. On the way home, I told her everything I knew.
When we arrived at my apartment building, she was staring at me in disbelief. A smile crept across her face. "A real alien, huh. That's awesome."
I smiled and nodded. Suddenly, Zia started staring at something behind me. I stared at her, confused. She pointed.
Where she was pointing, right next to my apartment building, was a giant, green house that hadn't been there yesteday. Gnomes in front, and a flag that read, "I love Earth!"
We looked at eachother. Just then, Zim walked into the house nonchallontly, walking a green dog with stitches across his forehead and a zipper on it's chest.
...Yes, this was the point when my basically normal life changed forever. I didn't know it then, but it was the start of somethng insane.