Spazz Invasion Chapter 1

I sighed as I looked at the pouring rain outside. New school, new life, new friends? This sucked. I blamed my grandma. Don't get me wrong, I love her, but honestly... She didn't have to make us move. See, my grandmother died recently. In her will, she stated that she wanted my mom and I to inherit her house, to make sure it didn't go to waste. She loved that house because my grandfather built it before he died. My mother wanted to fulfill Grandma's wish, because "she was being a good person." Anyways, that's not the point. The point was that I was not happy. "Mom, I don't wanna go to school today," I complained as I put on a polar bear hat... At least, I thought it was a polar bear hat. My mother sighed as she ran a brush through her light brown hair. She looked at me sympathetically with her emerald green eyes. "Marina, please... This will be fine! You'll make friends, and you'll have a great time. I promise."
My mom looked so different from me... I had short, wavy blond hair. Her hair was even shorter, and it was brown and curly. Her eyes were emerald green, while mine seemed like a combination of green and grey. My skin was pale, hers was lightly tanned. A lot of people couldn't believe I was her daughter. "I really hope you can keep that promise, Mom..." I muttered under my breath. My mom didn't seem to hear me, and she set the hairbrush on the table. She picked up a newspaper and began reading it. She cast a glance up at me. "You'd better hurry up and finish your breakfast, or you'll miss the bus," she told me. I sighed, ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and ran outside to catch the bus.

I waited with an umbrella at the bus stop for about seven minutes before the bus arrived. The doors screeched open, and I walked inside. The bus was very crowded, and kids were talking so loud that I could barely hear myself think. I glanced around for somewhere to sit, and the only empty seat seemd to be beside a girl who didn't look much older than I was. The girl had blond hair that went a few inches below her shoulders. Her eyes had twinkling blue irises, and she was wearing the same hat as I was. Weird.
I slowly approached the girl, wondering what she would think about me. "Um, hi..." I said. "Is it alright if I sit with you?"
"Sure!" the girl replied cheerfully. "You're the new girl, right? Ms. Bitters said we were getting a new student."
"Yeah," I replied. "I'm Marina."
"I'm Rachel." Rachel smiled. "But you can call me Rae. I like that better, anyway."
"Alright then, Rae. So... I like your hat."
She didn't seem to have noticed I was wearing the same one until just now. She blinked, and looked at it. "You've got the same hat!" she mused.
I grinned. "This hat will rule the world."
"So it shall!"
Our conversation went on for a while like that, and it felt good to have made a friend. Everyone kept shooting us these weird looks though... It kinda creeped me out. Just then, the bus skidded to a halt, and everyone scrambled to get off of the bus. Rae led me to Ms. Bitters' classroom. -
Everyone took a seat, except for me. I didn't have one. I stood at the front of the classroom, feeling really awkward. An old lady (whom I assumed was Ms. Bitters) stood up at her desk. She creeped me out. As she began to speak, a shiver ran down my spine. "Class, despite my outrage, we have another bratty new student. Her name is Marina." Ms. Bitters looked at me. "Marina, if you would like to say something, I suggest you say it now, because after that I don't want to hear a single peep out of you!"
"Umm... Hi. As Ms. Bitters said, my name is Marina. I came from Missouri." I scanned the room, examining each student. My eyes stopped on a student who had green skin. Green skin...? How was that normal? I tried to continue the best that I could, but the green kid was distracting me. I forced myself to look away, and I saw Rae, who was giggling about something. "Um, well... I... I hope I can get to know you all better..."
"Marina, take a seat beside Zim," Ms. Bitters commanded, pointing at the green kid. I looked at the desk beside Zim, which was now empty. I could have sworn that someone had been sitting there only moments ago... That seemed to freak me out even more. I slowly took my seat, and class began. "Now, everyone open your horrible textbooks to the horrible page of 7,653. Today we are going to learn about how the society is just DOOMED."
We all opened our textbooks, and I scowled at the two pages. A single word took up each page. The word "SOCIETY" was written in large letters on page 7,653, while on 7,654 the word "DOOM" took up the entire page. What kind of book was this? Ms. Bitters began lecturing us all about doom, and something about the society, but I wasn't paying attention. I kept staring at the green boy... Why was he green? As I took a closer look, I realized he didn't have a nose or ears, either. I was a little afraid to ask why, but I summoned up all of my courage and began to speak to him. "Um, Zim?" I whispered.
Zim narrowed his eyes. "What do you want, worm-child?" he whispered.
Worm child...? "Erm... I was just wondering... why is your skin green? And where are your ears and nose?"
"IT'S A SKIN CONDITION! I'M NORMAL!" Zim yelled, standing on his desk. Ms. Bitters hissed, and dissipated into shadows.
'What kind of school is this?' I thought to myself. My teacher reappeared in front of Zim. "Zim, disrupt my class one more time, and you will have detention for a month!"
Zim sat back down and saluted. "Yes, Ms. Bitters." Ms. Bitters disappeared, and Zim shot a glare at me. "Stupid human," he muttered.

The bell finally rang after about an hour of lecturing about the society and doom. We were all dismissed to lunch. Rae was waiting for me at a table, and I sat down across the table from her. "Well..." I said, poking my corn and mayonaise with a fork. "This was certainly an odd day."
"Eh, you get used to it," Rae said.
"...It's like this all the time?"
"Yeah."
I glanced around the cafateria. There was another table that was almost empty. The only occupants were a kid with black scythe-like hair, glasses, and a huge head. The other occupant was a girl with purple hair, who was playing a Game Slave 2. "That dude's head is huge," I muttered.
"Yep! That's Dib," Rae informed me. "The girl is her sister, Gaz. She's scary."
I looked at another table. Zim was sitting alone by himself. He was holding a machine above his food, as if expirimenting on it... I had never seen technology like that before. My eyes widened. "What's he doing?"
"Who?" Rae asked. "Zim!" I pointed, and Rae turned around to look. Unfortunately, Zim had noticed people staring at him and shoved the device into his backpack. Why didn't he ever take it off?
"...Marina, what are you talking about?" Rae asked, looking confused. "He's not doing anything."
"But..." I sighed. "Never mind." But something was going on, and I intended to find out what it was.