I Love Summer

Chapter 1

(A/N: Here...ZaGr...hope ya'll like it!)

As Gaz sat in her bunk, waiting for the counselors to tell the other campers that they could come out for breakfast. Naturally, she had a whole room to herself, as no one else liked/had the courage or cared about Gaz enough to sleep in the same room as her.

But, she liked the silence, it kept her calm.

"Alrighty, camper!" a way-too-perky female counselor said way-too-happily. "It's time for breakfast!"

It was the first night now, and the second day, so people (if they had the stomach to) could still sign up and come to the camp. Gaz was going on seven years coming here, and it was her own little secret, which was also kept by her brother, Dib.

"Children!" the same female counselor from earlier that morning shouted over all of the loud chatter. "We have a new happy camper! He is from...well, I'm not sure where. Where did you say you came from again?"

"Earth!" a deep, loud, male voice practically screamed. "I am from Earth! Oh, I love Earth so much, I was um...you know...hatched here!"

"Alright...so, would you like to chose your bunk now or—?"

"NO ONE BOSSES ZIM AROUND!"

Suddenly, Gaz's heart stopped beating, and she couldn't breathe right. Zim's here. Zim's here.

"I'm ruined..." Gaz muttered.

Zim looked around and spotted the purple-haired girl easily. He smirked evilly and walked over to her table. All of the chatter stopped and every child there stared at the green boy walking down to the camp's scariest girl. Then, they began to whisper.

"Why is he going over to Gaz?!"

"Is there something we missed here?"

"No, she's still really gloomy. Ha ha!"

"Why is his skin green?"

Zim rolled his eyes and kept walking. Gaz lowered her head so low, she began to make a face mask out of oatmeal on her nose. When she heard Zim's footsteps come right next to her, she panicked and tried to stand up, but Zim stared her down.

"It's a bit...strange for you to be here, is it not?" he said with a devilish smile. "I personally didn't think I'd see you here."

"Wh-what do you mean?" Gaz stuttered helplessly. "My dad made me sign up...it wasn't like I wanted to come!"

"Sure, and I don't hate your brother."

Gaz looked down, noticing how detailed the long dried stains on her plate were. Then, she sighed, and got up to throw away the remains of her breakfast. Zim followed close behind her.

"Go away, please," she growled under her breath. "I need to think for once."

"Sorry," Zim sighed, shrugging, "but until you tell me why you're here, I'm staying right by your side. It's an Irk—I mean, male thing, is it not?"

"Whatever," Gaz muttered under her breath. "Just don't bunk with me. It won't look natural to everyone here."

"I think that I can handle not sharing a room with you," Zim half-shrugged and half-cringed as if Gaz yelled out that he was an alien to all of the worm-babies. "After all, you are the sibling of the human I hate the most."

"You really never know when to shut your mouth, do you?" Gaz sighed angrily. "Just let me go to the bathroom at least."

Zim cringed in disgust and nodded. If there was anything he hated, it was a human's bodily fluids, and even hearing about them made him feel queasy. Why even bother telling you this, when you should know this yourselves?

Anyways, he was curious as to which room Gaz was "bunking" in, so he asked the counselor. She looked startled and nervously told him where it was, and said that it wasn't very safe in there. Zim rolled his contacted eyes and left to search for the room, or, "cabin," as everyone else was calling it.

When he was stepping right outside the door, he wondered why people wouldn't sleep in the same room as Gaz. Sure she was mean, and cold-hearted, and venomous, but she was really more of an interesting human to study.

Her habits, behavior, and facial expressions were all something Zim had to examine. That's the only reason he came to this camp, to get away from those horrifying urges. Though, he can't call the Almighty Tallest for any reason, even for strange advice. Now, he was thinking about sharing a room with her just so he could watch her sleep.

(A/N: A bit creepy, if you ask me.)

Zim rubbed his temples, trying to figure out what he was thinking exactly. Or, more precisely, feeling. This wasn't like him, to be so nervous or clingy. Normally, he's really self-confident, and ready for any challenge you threw his way.

Now, it's like he's a totally different creature.

"What's wrong with me?" Zim muttered to himself, two claws rubbing his left temple, his right hand reaching for the door handle. "What did Gaz-human do to me? Why am I so nervous? Why do I keep asking myself these questions!"

"Zim!" a horribly familiar voice said from behind him. It was Dib. "Why are you standing in front of Gaz's cabin?"

"I-I don't know, Dib-stink," Zim sighed, stuttering a bit. "I'm not in the mood to fight at the moment, if you can't tell."

Dib walked over to Zim's right side, and smacked his hand away from the handle, glaring a hole into his green enemy's body. It was easy protecting Gaz, but now her stalker is here. This was a thousand times worse than last year, with the fruit and the talent show...

(A/N: Don't ask, it will be told about in later chapters.)

"Zim," Dib growled, staring Zim right in the eyes, "I want you to stay away from Gaz. She's been through enough as it is. She doesn't need you watching her every movement."

"For your information, Dib-monkey," Zim laughed quietly as he spoke, never moving his head, "the only reason I came to this detestable 'camp' was to get away from Gaz. But, now it's too late for me to go back to my base."

"Why is that?" the large-headed boy was honestly curious now.

"The bus isn't coming back until the end of the month, when camp ends."

Dib's jaw dropped in horror. He was right, the alien was right! What a change, and Dib wasn't able to say any more on the subject, as the counselor was walking over to the two boys.

"Hello, children!" his too-perky voice cheered. "I believe that you will stay in Miss...Membrane's cabin"-he leaned down to the side of Zim's head-"and I wish you the best of luck."

Dib couldn't catch what the man had said, and he never got the chance to ask because Gaz was now headed their way. Suddenly, the counselor began to sweat a river, and walked quickly away.

"Dib, Zim, go away," she growled. The boys didn't hesitate.

Gaz opened the door to her cabin, and Zim got a quick glance inside.

Everything was covered in cobwebs.

"So," Zim muttered, "it's true. No one ever bunks with Gaz."

"Yeah, she's always threatening them," Dib sighed. "But she's told me something, something I can never tell anyone or she'll probably murder me."

"What is it?" Zim pressed suddenly, staring his large-headed foe in the eyes.

"Are you deaf? I said she told me to never tell anyone!" Dib shouted. Everyone looked at him like he was crazy.

The cabin door was thrown open, making Dib jump. It was Gaz, who was now changed out of her usual dress and tights, and into a pair of shorts and a White Veil Grooms T-shirt. Her face was calmer than normal, maybe happier. Zim was astonished. She's happy? About what? This disgusting place was nothing special, not at all. Why so cheery? Wasn't being with him at skool enough?

Maybe not after all.

"Gaz, I've got some bad news for you," Dib groaned.

"What?" Gaz replied, getting ready for something like "Dad said we have to leave."

"Zim's staying in your cabin."

Oh man, that was worse than leaving! That dumb kid was one reason she came here. The other reason was well...it was camp, the one place where everyone who wanted to leave her alone would, because they all filled the cabins up before she got to be with anyone. Sure, it gets lonely, but it was a nice breather from all of the annoying conversations she overhears about new phones or clothes. She just got to think about things that actually mattered, like what college she was going to, or how to get her grades up. That's why she's in the top of her class.

Now, Zim's going to ruin that for her. How's she going to relax now? She'll just have to go through it, as hard as it'll be.

End of Chapter 1