Invader Zim is not owned by me.
I hope you enjoy the short story.
It was a beautiful sunny day at school. The birds were chirping. The teenagers in the school yard were either gossiping, making out, or playing basket ball in the far corner. The sign high above the back of the place was appropriately spelled correctly as, Teasons Montgomery High School. Rather then Skool, when she was young. For once, she quietly observed her surroundings. Her copy of random short stories from famous authors, just temporarily forgotten on her lap. Anyone who cared to look at the young teenager right now would either think her face was either unreadable or just possibly intimidating. She knew her reputation lasted her from grade school on to now. Most of the time, she didn't care, but right now, as she observed the couples, she quietly wished for that little bit more in her life. Well, really, a lot more.
She was asked out, but it was by the brain dead jocks. She always overheard what they talked about which was always practice, sports on t.v, and something she really wasn't ready for especially with something like them.
The nerds also asked her out, but whenever she finally agreed to go on a date with one she always ended up either irritated or almost groped. Can't say she never tried to date.
She did have an interest in someone, but there was difficulties there. Too many in fact. Even though they had things in common. She kinda felt it was a dead end so she tried to push it out of her mind.
Absent father, almost an absent brother with his obsessions and often leaving her alone all the time. No mother since she was extremely young. Yes, she got annoyed with, Dib, but she knew he was thrusted into the parental role the second their mom was gone, and their dad decided to spend more time at work. But, for the longest time now they barely talked except when, Zim says a few words to her, and he automatically assumes the worst. Out of anyone in every school they were in, she was the only who didn't pick on, Zim. She may growl at him from time to time, but she wasn't one to pick on anyone.
Currently, Dib was talking to a girl and laughing as the girl kept touching his arm. Gaz, sneered with disgust, and picked up her book again to resume reading. She did love that each time she opened up a book to read, that was when a gentle breeze would come past brushing her hair gently away from her face. For some reason, she always felt it was fitting when it came to book reading. It always set the scene for not only for the story, but for her comfort. Yes, she was an intense individual, but this was the quiet serene side no one knew about.
Well perhaps, she thought no one knew, but from the side of the building in the shadows, was Zim, as he wanted to get away from everyone, work on his device in private, but got distracted as he observed her. He did notice her behavior between her playing with her game slave and reading. He saw how she handled the escape pod then later Tak's ship. This human knew how to handle Irken equipment way too well. He had suspicions if really she had some Irken blood in her, but he actually respected her enough not to sneak a DNA sample from her. His mission was basically a failure and really a sham, according to the Tallest, but that might not stop him from actually trying to take over the Earth. Well... Might. Zim watched as the breeze kept moving her hair away from her deceptively delicate face. On his planet, the females didn't have hair nor curves. He didn't find any female on this planet attractive, but her intense nature, mixed with some surprising mature aspects of her, he couldn't help but find her attractive.
As she read a short story about Orcs and a Elf Princess, she felt like she was being watched, but decided to try to ignore it so she can finish the story. It was a predictable story, but she still read it as a curiosity that possibly it might get interesting sooner or later. But no, it didn't, so when she finished the story, she looked to her right to find it was, Zim looking at her.
Their eyes both locked on one another, they seemed to be talking without moving their lips. They allowed their eyes to do all the talking as they both felt like they were looking deep within the other one. Zim gave her a crooked smile that was actually rather charming in a dorky way. She felt it was so cute, her smile was small, but genuine.
This alien always had the ability to make her crack a smile.