DISCLAIMER: Yeah, well I think its pretty obvious that I don't own Invader Zim. I wish I did though, if that counts for anything. This is my first fanfic, I'm trying my hardest!
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I stared blankly at the small clock hanging on a wall blanketed with posters, tapping my pen rhythmically on my textbook. So, so, so very bored... I thought, a scoff escaped my mouth. I laid my head on my arm and glanced over at my best friend, Rose, Mr. Barth(Barf) had her undivided attention. What's he even talking about? I looked at the blackboard for probably the first time that period. Just lovely, FORMULAS! Its always when I don't pay attention we have the hard lessons! I blew my retro-nineties-style bangs out of my face and took out a piece of paper and started to copy the blackboard's scribbly mess of words.
I noticed Mr. Barf was quiet after a few minutes. Ugh, he's gonna pick on someone to come go up to the board! Just act like you know what's up then and he won't pick on you. I stopped taking notes, looked up, and put a confident grin on my face.
"Um," Mr. Barf had one hand on his head, scratching it, the other was on his hip, "how about...Maxi? Come to the board." he said and put both hands on his hips. I let my face fall into what was clearly displeasure. My whole class giggled as I asked, "Really?"
"Yes, Maxi... really." Mr. barf had a little smirk on his face.
I slid out of my desk and walked slowly to the front of the room with my head down. How embarrassing! I thought about Invader Zim, my favorite show, and how in 'Parent Teacher Night' the robo-mom's eye popped out. I'm gonna watch it when I get home. I anticipated and smiled, then I looked up at the board, my smile faded quickly. Oh, yeah. I looked at Mr. Barf, he still had that stupid little smirk on his , how I loathed him right now. I felt my face twist into abhorrence.
Mr. Barth unfolded his arms and pointed to a problem on the board. Wow, that's actually pretty easy, d=6(7)! Mr. Barf smiled and handed me the chalk, I swiftly took it from him and wrote a giant 42 on the board and signed my name so future generations may know of Maxi: The Freaking Lucky and how Mr. Barf had ashred of niceness. I slammed the chalk down on the metal tray and spun around, my black hair whipping me in the face. I walked back to my desk in the far end of the room. I weaved my way through the various bags and sat down. I can't wait to go home and watch Invader Zim now. I sighed and relaxed in my chair. I looked over at the clock. Sweet only 3 minutes of class left and then its spring break. My school gets two weeks off for spring break, its awesome. I started taking my notes again, but soon got bored of that and started to draw Gir and his piggy instead.
The bell rang then, and I grabbed my book off the floor.
"You don't have any homework," Mr. Barf yelled after my classmates and me. "have a wonderful spring break!"
Rose was in the hall waiting for me. "Hey," I said barely getting through the door, dew to other over capacity of children. Rose grabbed my arm and pulled, I stumbled out of the room. "Thanks." I said fixing my hair.
"Welcome, so do you know what your going to do for spring break yet?" she said as we walked to my locker.
"I don't know. Mom is going to Jamaica with Steve, so I think they're sending me off to my aunt's... or something."
"Your mom is still with that Steve guy? He's such a pervert!"
"You think everyone is a pervert." I simply stated, throwing my book in my locker. I grabbed my iPod and put on Faggot by Mindless Self Indulgence.
"That is true," Rose said thoughtfully, "but I got to go and catch the bus. BYE!"
"BYE!" Rose waved ferociously at me. I headed in the opposite direction, and went out the back door, we're not supposed to use it but I do anyway, less traffic. I also used so I wouldn't run into Daisy, Nat, and Shea. They're basically your stereotype bitches: blonde hair, skinny, vain, and loaded with cash. They didn't like me at all, it was obvious, even though they're nice to my face, I know they talk shit behind Rose's and my back. They think were goth and stuff, but, honestly we just like darker colors.
I scoffed again and walked down the hill behind my school and onto the football field. It wasn't until I felt something hit my butt that I knew I wasn't the only one on the field. I stopped right where I was and slowly turned my head. I saw Nat standing about thirty feet away from my with what appeared to be a bunch of acorns by her feet.
"Hey, freak." she said, her expression not changing the slightest bit.
"Hey, slut." I simply replied. Nat grimaced, her perfect blonde curls moved slightly as she bent down and picked up a couple more acorns. She took a bigger one and put it in her pocket.
I figured we were done since she didn't say anything, so I turned around and went on my way.
Something hit my butt again. I turned around once more and looked Nat dead in her eyes.
"What the hell do you want Nat?" I sighed, this is gonna get ugly, "Where are Thing 1 and Thing 2 at?"
"Their names are Daisy and Shea, stupid, and they are over there." She turned her head. I did the same and saw the rest of Nat's little group walking down the hill. When they reached the bottom of the hill, they went directly to Nat. Daisy stood in the middle, she was their 'leader'.
"What is it Nat?" Daisy said, smacking her lips as she chewed a wad of gum.
"Maxi." Nat said angrily and fired another acorn at my head. I barely dodged it. Ugh, I'm not up for this right now. I sighed
"What do you want?" I paused my iPod and put it in my pocket where it would be safe in case something broke out.
"Aw, Maxi honey, can't we just talk once and awhile without fighting?" Daisy put on a little pouty face when she said this and then smirked like a little, evil elf.
"Um, no," I said shaking my head, "you guys always start these stupid fights." I gestured with my hands.
"But, we used to be friends, remember?" Daisy said and smiled innocently.
"Yes, I didn't like it." I said it like Gir did in 'Gir Goes Crazy and Stuff'. I sighed and walked away without another word.
"Hey." Shea and Nat called, I kept on walking, "Um, hey?" Daisy said sounding a little irritated, good, "HEY! WE'RE NOT DONE WITH YOU, BITCH!" I felt a hand on my shoulder roughly stop me and turn me around. I let it slide, but my temper was slowly rising. Someone's gonna get punched.
"ARG! HEY!" Daisy yelled and pushed me. Not to hard, but hard enough to make me trip and fall. I heard a eruption of laughter behind me.
"BAHAHAHAHAHA! MAXI'S SO... RETARDED!" the last word rang through my head like a siren.
My brother was mentally ill. He had a severe case of autism and he was killed by some maniac doctor trying to find a cure for it. The doctor was caught and put in jail (thank God), but that statement was enough to make me shoot up off of the ground and deliver a fistful-of-fury to Daisy's perfect, lipstick stained kisser, one to Nat's gut, and I, indefinitely, caused some dismay in Shea's va-jay-jay (courtesy of Tosh.0 :D).
They all fell to the ground, groaning in pain. Daisy's fat wad of gum fell out of her mouth when I rolled her over with my foot. I squatted down beside her and got right in her face.
"Don't you ever, ever, EVER... call me that word again." I kicked them all one more time for good measure. Then I brushed myself off, put my iPod back in and made my way home.
This is going to be a helova good spring break. I thought, I didn't even know what was gonna happen next.