A/N: An alternate take on Invader Zim. In this story, Mike Mavinsky goes to Skool and tries to be a normal kid through her werewolf disguise after leaving another school with her brother and sister as her legal guardians. Everyone belongs to their respective owners. Read & Review, this first chapter has elements from the unreleased pilot of Invader Zim and the official pilot.
Jamie was driving a truck with his sister, Jen sitting next to him and their youngest sibling, Mike, sitting in the back seat. Mike was different than what people last saw of her, she wore her hooded jacket more often, but kept her skirt and sneakers and seemed to outgrow her earrings.
"Now, Mike, we're going to your new school, I hope you'll do fine in this school than the others," Jamie said, rather maturely. "Be on your best behavior, okay?"
Mike sighed a bit. "Yes, Jamie, I know..."
"And remember Mike, you can't tell anyone why we moved or about what happened back home, okay?" Jen added in.
"Yes, Jen, I understand." Mike nodded, her siblings felt more like a mother and father since their parents died when she was four, Jen was eleven, and Jamie was in college.
"Now, when you go to school, your teacher's name is Ms. Bitters, be careful and make sure you don't expose yourself like the times before, we love you, Mike." Jamie stopped the truck in front of the public school in their new home.
"Thanks, guys." Mike hopped out of the truck and put on her purple backpack with everything she would need for the day.
Jen and Jamie waved to their sister and went to their new home to get settled and unpack for Mike. The girl sighed a bit about transferring to yet another new school, but she would have to grin and bear it. The bell rang as soon as she got in.
Mike met with the principal to get registered and mentioned her brother and sister were now her legal guardians and their parents were 'on a trip around the world' which is why they moved the family and couldn't attend the school to register her. Mike found her way to the teacher she would have and looked to see an elderly, tall, thin woman with her white hair tied in a sharp bun with horn-rimmed glasses, a purple gown, and black boots.
"You must be the new torture victim... I mean, student..." the woman greeted her in a hoarse and firm voice.
"Umm... Yes..." Mike looked at the paper. "Are you Ms. Bitters?"
"You better believe it," Ms. Bitters replied thickly. "Well, don't waste any time, hurry up and come into class."
Mike nodded and went in the classroom.
Ms. Bitters stood in front of the class with her gangly hand on top of Mike's head, nearly clutching her scalp. "Class, I would like to introduce you to the newest, hopeless appendage to the student body, her name is Michelene," the teacher said, surprisingly friendly, even if she had insulted Mike through the introduction. "Michelene, if you have something to say, say it now, because after this moment, I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANOTHER SOUND FROM YOU!" she then seemed to slither away.
Mike watched the creepy woman leave and put her fingers together a little nervously. "Umm... Hi... You can all call me Mike if you want... But don't call me Michelene... That is a very bad idea!"
There was one boy with a big head, glasses, wavy black hair in a matching jacket with a blue shirt pointing at Mike like she were something odd. Mike was indeed, but how could he had known that? She just got to school after all.
"Take your seat now, Michelene," Ms. Bitters told her firmly, then looked to the front of the class. "Today's lecture is about mythological creatures and how eventually we'll all be enslaved by domesticated animals who have been mutated."
Mike blinked, something about the lesson plan worried her. She decided to keep quiet though as the other students looked bored or scared, unaware of their new classmate's secret.
The boy kept staring Mike down and decided to speak up, as he got a look at her nails which looked like wolf claws and her ears were pointed. "Okay, am I the only one here who sees the werewolf sitting in class?"
The students looked around, wondering what he was talking about, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.
"There!" the boy pointed directly to Mike. "Right there! That is no kid, she's a werewolf, a werewolf! One of the monsters I was talking about!"
Mike was sweating a little nervously and shook in her desk. How could he had known and be so advanced for his age?
"Yeah, or you're just crazy, Dib..." a purple-haired girl scoffed, behind Mike's desk.
"What about her horrible clawed fingertips!?" the boy, Dib, continued to convince everyone he wasn't a crazy kid.
"It's... It runs in my family..." Mike tried to defend herself.
"Or those pointed ears!" Dib continued. "Is that part of your family genetics, Mike? Pointy ears!?"
Mike pretended to look offended and looked down. "Yes..."
"Man, Dib, you think just cuz someone looks different, you can call them a werewolf?" one of the boys sounded shocked at Dib's actions.
"I guess 'Old Kid's' a werewolf too, huh?" another boy gestured to a student who looked child-sized and appeared to be elderly.
Dib went to the front of the class and made a model on the chalkboard to compare and contrast a normal human being from a werewolf. Dib asked if anyone noticed any differences or had any questions.
"Yeah, what's wrong with you?" a black kid asked, looking stern at the odd boy in class. "All you talk about is ghosts, aliens, and Bigfoot in your garage!"
"He was using the lawnmower..." Dib muttered that no one was listening to him. "I know what I'm talking about!"
The students took a closer look at Mike. They thought she was a bit weird so far, but it was probably new kid in school type issues. They thought she was a bit weird sitting at her desk there.
"See? Proof about all the things I was saying are actually right!" Dib beamed.
"Okay, now that makes sense." the purple-haired girl assumed.
"I guess we could believe that." a boy looked to her in agreement.
Mike and Dib exchanged glances with each other. The lunch bell then rang.
"Go now!" Ms. Bitters demanded.
A lot of the students jumped out the window as Mike was heading her way to the cafeteria.
"Michelene..." Dib's voice hissed into the new girl's ears as he pushed open the double doors. "Or Mike, is it? Maybe your crummy little disguise worked on everyone else, but not on me..."
"Just leave me alone, dork." Mike scoffed, making her way to the lunch room.
A lot of the other students were wandering around with their lunch trays for tables to sit at. Mike looked around the other students, looking for a place to sit and make her own. A lot of the kids stared at her. Mike couldn't tell if it was because she was a new student or if they could probably see through her ruse. When she was left alone, she was poking at her food, not seeming to like it.
A gloomy girl came behind her to sit alone at a table. She had purple hair and wore Gothic like clothing. She also had a sacked lunch. As she saw down, she was disturbed by Dib.
"Look at her, Gaz," Dib told his younger sister. "She doesn't like the cafeteria food..."
Gaz looked to him, then to Mike, and back in a teasing way. "I don't like it either... That must make me a werewolf too, huh, Dib?" She then drank her orange juice blankly.
"What's the matter?" Dib taunted. "Scared of veggies, Full Moon Girl?"
"Nonsense, I love vegetables," Mike tried to cover up and keep her normal school girl guise.
"Then go ahead and eat some." Dib handed her a spoon.
Mike cringed as she took the spoon. She then was about to eat the vegetables placed on her food, but suddenly, the bell rang. Soon enough, it was time to go home.
Mike ran out from the school, managing to escape Dib. He had been following her, but he had lost track of her thankfully. Mike may have ran into other kids from the school, but she was now safe and found Jen and Jamie on the couch.
"Oh, Mike, how was school?" Jen looked over her shoulder.
"Adventurous." Mike shrugged, then went to join them.
"Who wants some meat for dinner?" Jamie offered as his fangs grew out.
"Yay!" Mike and Jen cheered, their fangs growing too as a full moon was approaching.
Dib was outside the window, spying on the family. He was going to prove to the world that they were a wolf family and have them taken into the government. No matter how hard or difficult it would be.
