Character Ages:
Gaz 15 years old
Dib 17 years old
Zim 17 years old
Jake 16 years old
Cindy 15 years old
NOTE: The Gaz in this story happens to be a bit nicer than the TV show Gaz.
Haunted House
It was an early school morning and class was just settling into their wooden green desks. The green skinned boy, Zim, took a seat. The chair squeaked and Zim glared at it then returned his attention to the dark and scary teacher, Ms. Bitters.
"Okay class, the Administration office has chose the five students whom will be going on the two week field trip to the supposedly Haunted House."
Dib leaned forward in his seat with a large grin of anticipation. He had to go, he was the paranormal Investigator of the school. He saw movement from the corner of his eyes and peeked over to see Zim suddenly trying to balance a pencil on his 'nose'.
"The two students fromthis class are Zim," Zim dropped his pencil, eyes wide, "Dib and others who are not from this class."
Dib raised his arms above his head in victory but then shot a semi-glare towards Zim who was now retrieving his fallen pencil from the floor. When he sat up Zim returned the glare then faced front to listen to the instructions being given by Ms. Bitters.
"You will be staying a whole two weeks, food will be prepared for you, beds are supplied, but you must bring clothes for yourselves. By the way you three are Doooooommmmeeeed. DOOOOOMMMM-Dib?"
"What about showers? Will we be allowed to shower?"
"Yes, yes you will. Yes, Zim?"
"Well, Ms. Bitters will there be any way that I can bring my dog, GIR?"
"No, no there isn't. Anymore questions?"
Dib raised his hand and Ms. Bitters growled silently, narrowing her eyes and Dib set his hand down on the desk, fiddling with the wooden corners.
"Who are the other students going?"
"As I was saying, the three of you will be doooooommed, doooooomed, dooooooooomed."
Dib frowned and turned his attention out the window. Outside, across the grass filled playground stood a lone leafless tree. A black raven perched amongst a branch with piercing red eyes. Dib jumped a bit when a loud crash of thunder suddenly filled the silence of his mind. Looking up, Dib noticed that dark ominous clouds were forming in a circular pattern around the school, almost like a ring.
Dib gave an involuntary shiver as an ice cold sensation went up through his spine. He pulled his trench coat tighter around him, believing himself to be cold and looked back from the clouds to the tree. The black raven was no longer there.
This is my second story! I hope you like it so far.
The next chapters will be better than this.