Chapter one.
"Alright children settle down now!" the strict voice of their teacher Ms. Yurgle yells. The children in the classroom had been running
around and talking loudly, for it was the day of the Double Prize drawings.
Zim, not paying attention, but being silent, looked out the window wonderingly. He had gotten the seat Dib had sat in a month before.
Why is it that this stupid planet won't submit to my attempts at conquering them? He was silently thinking to himself. Sighing, he
looks away from the outside summer day.
He looks towards the teacher, who was now drawing two names from the hat. Zim never won, so he blanked her out of his mind for the
moment. He was a teenager of the age of fifteen and had just gotten into high school. Can school be over yet? "Stupid school," he
mutters lightly.
"ZIM!" the teacher yells at him. Zim reluctantly looks up. "Yes?" "You've won the drawing. Now come choose a prize. NO
PEEKING." The Double Prize had the tradition of drawing a random prize from a black bucket with a cow's face on it.
Zim walks over slowly, looking at the jealous students around him. He sticks his hand into the cow bucket and pulls out a card. "Come
on Zim, read it." Zim Looks at Ms. Yurgle and sighs. He tears open the envelope of the card and looks at what it says. "You must take
the second winner out for three dinners." He looks at his teacher who's smiling. Within the card had been one hundred dollars in cash.
Ms. Yurgle smiles at him and says, " Well that should be fun. Now, sit down at your seat and let me choose another name from the
cowboy hat." She turns from the class, picking another slip of paper. "Dib," she calls out to the class.
The dark haired kid glanced up from his drawing. He gets up and whispers, "great" under his breath. "Choose a prize." The teacher
looks at him. He puts his hand into the cow and grabs something soft. He pulls it out. The prize happens to be in a bag. "Well, open it."
The teacher looks at him. "No, I'd rather not." He shakes his head and walks off.
A few other kids yell, "POOR DIBBY HAS A STUFFED ANIMAL!" He ignores the class, rather than mentioning Zim again. Zim had
attacked him with pig stuffed animals a while ago, and now every time he saw one, he was reminded of pigs. The whole class knew his
rant about Zim being an alien and they were sick of it. He turns towards Zim and notices the other spacing out. Wonder what's wrong
with the little space freak. Dib shook his head of the thoughts, turning towards the teacher who was scolding a student for trying to
steal Zim's money from his desk. Zim warily looks up. He looks away, putting the money in his pocket.
well its a new story. I made it for a friend of mine. Its yaoi for Invader Zim so heads up. Also, help me find a name for it, because im fresh out of ideas lol. well R&R please and enjoy.