Author's Note: Hello one and all. This ch-STORY contains an O.C. Please don't click the back button. Anywayz, let me tell you a bit about my oc, just so i won't load paragraph upon paragraph of descriptions on you. The only things that are the same about us is our age-11- and mostly the way I act. She is also based on Pullip Dal-named after her. Pullip and Dal are Fashion doll lines- and is potrayed by Nancy Cartwright-Angelica((teenage voice tho))-(I LOVE giving ma OC's voices so you guys could hear them speak) and that is all! Kamboom... SQUADALA. By the way... there is ZERO romance. 11 year olds like me care about whether you have the koodies or not... speaking of which... YOU GOT DA COODIES. Hahahahahahahhahahahe...
"Hello class. Today we are, unfortuanetly getting another horribly doomed student today." Ms. Bitters looked around her poorly kept classroom, and, understandedly, her rarely cared for students. Among them was two boys who constantly glared at one another. One looked very peculiar, he had green skin and lacked a nose AND ears. Yes, peculiar indeedy. Then theer was the other one who looked kinda gothic. His hair was messy like he had a bad case 'o' bedhead but other that he seemed alright. He also had a MASSIVE head. Very quite massive indeed! Soon though, every head in Ms. Bitters class, including hers, turned to stare at the figure in the doorway.
"Hurry up! Come in before the pigeons invade us like last time. someone left my door open." Ms. Bitters however, seemed to close the door without moving as if to say silently 'Now your doom is official.' The girl did not seem to take notice however. "Speak now, or forever wallow in your shameless pit of doom." Ms. Bitters hissed coldly. The girl nodded and stared straight forward at the class. With a sigh, she began.
"Ehem... HI, my name is Dal. I have no record of my last name whatsoever. My closest friends forever like to call me Lunatic Alice. I am of course normal like you all except my parents are complete and utter fools." With that Dal retreated to her seat. Dib looked at her. She had long, curly blue hair that seemed unruly. He could not read her expression, for it seemed as though she was stuck in permanent pout mode. She had lime green eyes and she was wearing a wierd outfit, that looked similar to the other Alice's dress. Her shoes were white and she had striped stockings. She had what looked like a hand embroidered bow on top of her head.
" Excuse me," Dib jumped and looked at her."'Something seems really wrong with the green-skinned boy in the corner." She said. It made Dib's heart jump. Was someone finally going to believe him? "Well... truth be told... in my opinion.. I .. t-think he's an... an alien." Dib was so excited he stumbled over all of his words. Dib's heart sank for a minute as Dal's pout deepened. "Really?. Hm... I guess we need ta bust him then." Her smile was smile, but Dib felt momentus joy. "Really! Great! We could meet at my house if it's alright with your parents and find ways to prove Zim's existance!" He scribbled his address down and handed it to her. Dal took it and said "Well, my parents wouldn't if 2012 came."
Dib fidguted in his seat with excitement. He hoped Dal wasn't lieing. He honestly did not want to sound like a crybaby but so many people had laughed at him and decieved him, all he could do was hope that he could trust her. All he could do was hope.
A/N: Hoped ya liked it. I really hope Dal isn't a Mary-sue. I hope you don't want to tear your eyes out! Srry for a short chapter but I gotta bedtime set ya know. I loath Sixth grade. Hope noones OOC either. *shivers me timbers* Remembah, no flames!