Hi! This story will be told from multiple POVs so that I won't just focus on my OC. I hope you'll like this story. You'll live, you'll laugh, (you might even get a muffin or two), and then you'll PUKE YOUR EYES OUT! THERE'S SO MANY MUSHY HUMAN EMOTION FEELINGS! *Ahem* Well, I hope I didn't scare you away. If I did, I'll give you a cupcake. Back to the story!

Disclaimer: Invader Zim doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Jhonen Vasquez.

Chapter 1:

"Do I really haveto go to school? I mean, they teach the same stuff every day! Plus, it's super boring." I tried to argue with myself as I walked to school, stepping on the leaves. I had just moved here with my family last week, and I had of unpacking to do. I'd rather stay at home, anyway; this town is crazy. A creepy clown lady with chicken in her hair called me a freak, some kid had stitches on his pink, enlarged eyeball, and the news stated that someone was throwing ''rabid vermin'' things inside people's houses. On the bright side, I could make some new friends at school, and I've never had many friends before. It's my favorite season, and I have on my favorite outfit: A dark blue dress, black leggings, and black boots. At my last school, I had to wear dress code.

I looked both ways before I crossed the street. On one side, there was that smelly chicken place; on the other side, a police officer was pinning a boy down on the hood of a car. Wait, what?

"I'll teach you for standing around, doing nothing!" He yelled.

Does he mean that the boy was loitering?

I would usually stay and see what was going on, but I'm almost late for school. Besides, I didn't want to get arrested for doing nothing.

The further I walked, the more I could see the building. I only had to cross the street one more time and I would be there on time. I pressed the cross signal button thingy. Although I didn't really see any cars, I didn't know anything about the traffic law. Before I could cross, I saw a creepy Chihuahua on the other side. As I crossed, I tried not to look at it. I wasn't afraid of dogs, but that's unnatural.

I sighed. I need to stop being weird and paranoid. "Uh… hi, little puppy; how are y-"As if it was a hologram, it somehow glitches without moving… or even blinking.

"Oh, God!" I said in horror, disgust, fear, or even all of the above. I ran away as fast as I could before- *Bam!*

"Hey, look! The new girl ran into that pole!" I opened my eyes. All I could hear was laughter. I sighed, getting off the ground. "This is why I hate children." I muttered. I dusted myself off before picking up my blue book bag. Obviously, today wasn't going to go well.

"Come on, Dani; Go in the classroom like you practiced. Of course, this wasn't how I would expect my first day to go, but, you'll hang in there! Who knows? Maybe I'll make some friends right away."

"That girl is talking to herself in the hallway! She's crazy!" A girl with purple hair shouted.

"That is correct, Zita. You get an ''A''."

"What?" I sighed in despair. I turned to see the whole class standing there.

"Now, move out of the way, child! I have to unlock the door!" The teacher said. I stepped out of the way. If I can't get another student to be my friend, maybe the teacher and I could be friends!

"Hello, Ms. Bitters! Remember when you talked to my parents the other day?"

She turned around to look at me. "Yes, I remember your parents, Dani. They're NOTHING!"

I jumped as she said this. "W-what are you-"

When she opened the door, I was nearly trampled by other students.

I walked into class last, sitting next to a boy with weird hair and glasses. I don't think he's laughed at me yet, nor do I think he would. He just looks like a regular nerd.

"Today, you will learn about Space, and why it is full of Doom."

I raised my hand. "What is it, Dani?" Ms. Bitters asked.

"Space isn't full of Doom. I don't know if Space is exactly ''full'', but it's not a terrifying place. Well… some things are, but not all of them."

"Well, Dani, if you think that Space is so wonderful, then you will write a 4,000 word essay on it! If not, then be quiet!"

"Yes, Ms. Bitters." I tried not to cry.

"Don't worry; she's always like that." The boy next to me says.

"Really?"

"Well, I get yelled at the most, but she's mean to everyone. As a matter of fact, everyone is."

"That sucks. Why are the mean to you?"

"They think I'm crazy because- look, here he comes, now!" He pointed at the door.

"Well, when you say thing like that-"

When the door slammed open, a green kid walked in, handing the teacher a late pass.

"Why is he green!?"

"Why? Because he's an Alien!"

I gasped. "Really!? That's so cool!"

"Silence, you filthy rat monkeys! It's a skin condition." He yelled.

The boy with glasses jumped from his seat, onto the desk.

"You don't have any ears!"

"That is part of the condition, disgusting grease monkey!"

"Oh, come on! That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"

"Maybe it's a rare skin condition." I said sarcastically.

"Yes! It is! I have a rare skin condition."

"I didn't mean-"

"Yeah, Dib; Why don't you leave him alone already?" A girl shouted.

"I wasn't-"

"Dib, what did I tell you about picking on other students? Get in the back of the class."

I gave him an apologetic look, but I don't think he saw it.

"Fine." He said, defeated.

"Now, open your books to page 1,000, where you will learn-"

I looked over at the green boy. The smug look on his face was slightly off-putting. If he is an Alien, why is he here? Is he even truly evil? Does everyone ignore the fact that he's an Alien, or are they just that stupid?

One thing is for sure: I HATE this class!

*Waves* I hope you liked this chapter! The whole story is pretty much planned out, so if you didn't like this chapter, it'll get a lot better than this, I promise. When I finish this story, I might make this into a comic on DeviantArt when my scanner thing is set up.