A/N: Wow… My first Invader Zim Fanfic. Should I be honored? Maybe. But I'm not. All I know is I have all these ideas bubbling away in my head, and if I don't write them down soon, I'll explode. Or go insane. Most likely the latter. Anyway, peoples, this is rated 'R' for a damn good reason. Read down at the Warning for more information.

Love this disclaimer as if it was your own: I do not own Invader Zim, or any characters in it (except for my lovely original character and her family). So nyah, suck my arse if you have a problem with it.

Warning: Okay, everyone. Here's the lowdown. This fic here is rated R for a reason. It is going to include more than mild swearing, sexual references (both lesbian, gay and straight), sex scenes (lesbian and possibly gay), violence, murder, attempted murder, and, of course, giggly teen sleepovers.

People say that High School is supposed to be the best days of someone's life. For Dib, not much could be said about that particular quote. Much like his primary and middle school days, the five-foot six-inch now-seventeen year old male, Dib was still more or less a loner. Since ending his junior year of Heritage High, Dib was unsure whether or not to be happy with his current situation. For one thing, he still had Gaz by his side, so he wasn't completely lonely at lunchtime, but the students were older, along with Dib, so he was pushed around a lot more. The good thing about that was Gaz had broken somewhat out of her shell of being a sour little girl, and was now a sour older girl. This, for Dib, meant that she would somewhat defend him against the typical bullies that were found in most public high schools, but tormented verbally by them later on. Fortunately for Dib, the one highlight of his day was to torment Zim, with the little (being as Zim was still a midget in size compared to most students, standing only a mere five-foot two-inches. His growth had surprised both Dib and Zim, but it was presumed it had to do with Earth's rotation and radiation), green alien doing as much tormenting back. Neither of the two males had given up on being enemies, although they seemed to be either too busy with homework or just didn't seem to get around to it. Their bitter words and actions seemed to flare up the most on Friday and Saturday's; it had become a ritual, one would say. Zim was really Dib's only friend now, although Dib would dread to think of the now slightly taller alien as that, and Zim most likely thought the same for the human. Gaz was Dib's only freedom of his peers at lunchtime, being as per usual, he always sat with her at lunchtime.

The summer holidays had come an end, and both of Professor Membrane's students were to head back to school; Dib in his Senior year, and Gaz in her Junior. Since his children had entered high school, the scientist had begun to grow more and more distant from his home life, the children rarely seeing him. Gaz had once told her brother that their father came home around one o'clock in the morning, Saturday morning. What time he left, neither of them knew, but Dib was happy he at least came home. Both children presumed he came home during the same time weekdays, but both of them were asleep at that time. They still had dinner together once or twice a year, and Dib cherished it every time, as did his sister. And of course, being as neither of the children had any friends, both of them became lonely. To his surprise, Gaz had actually said that one afternoon in her sophomore year, after school had ended and they were walking home. She allowed Dib to sit with her, being as she enjoyed his company (although she still hated his constant rambling about his paranormal obsession), even though half the time she was reading. Her love for her Game Slave had diminished greatly after her fourteenth birthday, and at the moment she was in love the written word.

Dib, frankly, wasn't all to pleased to begin his school year once more. He would be alone in most of his subjects again, although Zim was in his trigonometry and social science classes. Other than that, his only friendly human contact was with Gaz, although she blatantly made an effort to ignore him, even if she had said she was lonely. His school peers didn't give him a rough time all the time, yet they occasionally pushed him into lockers, called him names, and tried to trip him. Dib just ignored them, which seemed to be the best method in his view. Gaz stood by him, anyway, and he was happy with that. Yet, as he set his books down upon his homeroom desk for his first class of the school year, his year began a change.

'Is this seat taken?' The young, female voice that spoke the words was confident, although quite uncertain. Dib pulled back his chair in the desk he was about to make his own, and looked up at the person who spoke. The girl stared back at him, her pale, gray eyes watching him much like a hawk. She held a few books in the crook of her right elbow, her left arm pointing to the empty desk left to Dib. No one hated sitting next to Dib, although no one ran to be sitting beside him. The boy shrugged, and flopped down in his seat. He didn't recognize the girl, so he presumed she was new.

'No. You can have it.' He replied, as he peered at the books in front of him, trying to busy his time until homeroom began in five minutes.

'Thanks.' The girl set her books down, and swung her bag over her shoulder. Dib peered over to her, a little curious. New students were constantly starting at Heritage, although this was the first time Dib had one sitting next to him, particularly on the first day of school. The girl pushed a strand of her chin-length, stringy, brown-and-black hair behind her ear, and glanced up at the boy.

'Is something the matter?' she asked. She didn't seem to be rude, but there was a certain sharpness in her voice. Dib realised he had been staring, and shook his head, blinking rapidly.

'No. I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a loner…' he apologized, giving a tiny grin. 'I just don't have a lot of people asking if they can sit beside me, and the such.'

The girl chuckled, her laughter, Dib thought, sounding much like a hyena. 'I see. I just decided to sit here because it's close to the back, and it was either here, next to you, or with the… Well, the perfect people.' She pointed towards the front, left-hand corner of the classroom, were, indeed, the 'perfect' people were sitting.

'Ah…' Dib gave a nod, and watched as the girl sat down in her chair, her backpack by her foot. 'My name is Dib, by the way.'

The girl gave a friendly smile, and rested her elbows on her desk. 'Violet… After the shade of eye shadow my mother uses…' Her face twisted into a grimace, a frown appearing on her brow.

'I beg your pardon?' Dib asked, confused.

'My mother… Well, her sister's friend owns a make-up business. My mother has bought her make-up off of her since before I was born. Unfortunately, she is one of those women always trying to look younger, and she invested in the business. And, as a side thing, she showed her love for my aunt's friend, by naming her three children after the shades of make-up she uses. My name is Violet, being as she wears violet eye shadow. My sister's name is Rose, being after the shade of lipsticks my mother wears and my brother… His name is Onyx. After the colour of eyeliner she wears. ' Violet stopped her story, and flopped back in her seat.

'Oh… Well, it could be worse… Your name could be… Olga!' Dib commented, giving a shrug of his left shoulder. Violet gave her hyena-like laugh again, and folded her hands in her lap.

'I suppose.'

Dib paused for a moment, and took a quick look at his watch, before speaking. 'Why'd you come here?'

'I just moved here from over west. My father's a doctor, and a position opened here which he really wanted. My mum's unemployed, and although my dad's job pays well, she wants to save a lot for a trip around the world or some bullshit like that. My siblings and I used to attend a private school, but because of mum's money obsession, we came here. I'm not to upset, though.' She gave a slight grin, and turned to face the front as the teacher entered the classroom. A sigh escaped Dib's throat, as he gave his attention to Mr. Francis, their homeroom teacher for the year. Whether Violet thought the same or not, he had made something resembling a friend, and the day had barely begun. After attendance was checked, and the announcements were made, Dib grabbed his bag and books, the class already moving out the door to their classes.

'What's your first class?' he asked, watching as Violet gathered her things.

'Algebra… Then…' she paused, and grabbed a notebook. Flipping it open, she read it for a moment, and Dib presumed her timetable lay inside. 'Then biology.'

Dib gave a grin, and nodded. 'I've got biology, too.'

Violet pushed her chair into her disk, and swung her backpack over her shoulder, and lay her books in her arms. 'I'll see you then.' Dib nodded, and rushed out of class.

After their second class of the day, Dib and Violet sat outside the school, leaning against the wall of the gym. Gaz sat a few feet away from them, her nose in the book she was currently reading, Hamlet. Violet watched her quietly, as she pulled her lunch from her bag, and unwrapped her sandwich. Dib was eating an apple, and he watched Violet curiously as she carefully unwrapped her lunch. She stopped for a moment, rose an eyebrow at Dib, before picking it up. Taking a look in it, she gave a slight nod, and took a bite, a slice of ham being pulled out as she bit into it. Chewing silently for a few minutes, she set her sandwich on top of her backpack, and pointed at Gaz.

'Is this your sister?' she asked, only halfway through swallowing. Dib nodded in response, holding back a laugh as a fleck of cheese fell from her mouth and onto her lap. Looking down, she brushed the mangled dairy product off her jeans, and scrambled to the other side of Dib and beside Gaz.

'Hi!' she said, holding her hand out to the girl. Gaz grunted in response, taking a bite out of her own apple. Pulling her hand away, she peered over her shoulder at Dib, who was flicking the half-eaten cheese off his shirt. Turning back to Gaz, she tapped her fingers on her knee, before speaking again. 'You know, I ate dog shit today just to see what it tasted like.'

Gaz grunted in response once more. Sighing, Violet stood up, and walked back to Dib. Flopping down on the ground, she took a bite of her sandwich, this time swallowing before speaking. 'I think your sister's deaf.'

Dib chuckled, and shook his head. Gaz gave a groan, and turned her back on them.

'She's just ignorant. Don't worry about her. But she may have taken offence to your shirt' Dib replied, pointing to her choice of attire.

His friend looked down, and stared at her shirt, which read 'I'm with stupid', an arrow pointing to the left. 'Maybe…' She gave a smirk, and shook her head. 'My mother hates it- that's why I'm wearing it.' The two both gave a snort, while Gaz gave another groan a few feet away from them.

'Shut up, already!' she growled, and flipped to the next page of her book angrily.

'Frankly, I think your sister's PMSing…' Violet mumbled, before taking another hefty bite of her sandwich, as the lunch bell rang, concluding their break.

A/N: And so concludes my first chapter. Not much is going on here, I know. It was a struggle to write, but I had to introduce my original character to both Dib and Gaz. I actually enjoyed writing the first few paragraphs. They were the most fun, I must say.

I hope Violet doesn't seem like the Mary-Sues which just disgust me. Being as she's new to the school, and such, she will develop greatly as the story moves along. I already know a lot about her, being as I've been thinking of her character for about a week or so now.

Well, review, please, and tell me what you think! More will come soon!