It was the last year of high skool. As kids filed out of the building a tall girl walked by herself. Her long raven hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her plain green backpack slung over one shoulder. She walked behind the skool, digging in her pants pocket and bringing out the keys to her car. She located it, as it was a shiny light blue car, different from the rest, which were either dark green, red, or black. It was her last year of high skool and she was glad to be out of there. She climbed behind the wheel of the car and drove off, towards home. She had packing to do for collage.
When she got there the house was empty. Her parents weren't there, probably still at work. She sighed, setting her bag in her room and glancing over at her clock. Almost 4, her dad would be home soon. She walked to the garage and pulled some large boxes from the closet, going back to her room and packing up some things. As she was going through her drawers she came across an old diary she had since the 7th grade. She dug around for the key and unlocked it, flipping through some pages, trying to read the writing. She frowned when she got to an entry from her 8th grade year.
may 27, 2012.
Mom says I can't be around Dib and Zim. She says that they're too much of a bad influence on me. How am I going to tell them without hurting them? Dib is really sensitive and Zim doesn't trust many people.
May 29, 2012.
I told Dib and Zim I could hang out with them anymore yesterday. Zim yelled, saying humans couldn't be trusted. Dib broke down crying, telling me I was like everyone else.
August 30th, 2012.
Sorry I haven't been keeping up, so much to do over the summer. Well, I'm starting high skool this year. Zim and Dib are in some of my classes, but we mostly keep to ourselves, unless the teacher pairs us as a group.
September 10, 2012.
Things have gotten intense around here. A few days ago Dib started to scream at me, something about me not doing something right. He threw a pencil at me and caught me in the side of the head. He was dragged to the office and I was escorted to the nurse. My dad found out about this and called the police. Dib hasn't been in skool after that, but I've been hearing he was sent to the crazy house. Zim left two days after the incident, I don't know where he went, no one does.
The girl jumped when she heard her father calling her from the other room, she quickly locked the diary back up and tossed it into a box. She would read the rest later. She walked out and hugged her dad. "There's my little graduate!" He squeezed her, causing her to squeak. "We'll have to wait until your mother gets home before we celebrate, Amber." He exclaimed, letting go of her and walking into the kitchen. "I was just getting a head start with packing, dad." she chuckled, seeing her lifelong pet sitting on the couch. He was a fat tabby cat, orange with dark orange stripes, light green eyes, and sassy attitude. He was 15 years old, and still acting like a kitten. She patted him on the head and he looked lazily up at her. "Sup, Tigger?" she asked, even though she knew he wouldn't answer. He stretched out before going back to sleep. She went to join her father for their daily bike ride, she had been able to keep up with him now.
They came home after two hours and she grabbed a water bottle and went to her room, closing the door and grabbing the diary from the box and unlocking it. She wanted to see what other secrets she wrote when she was young. She flipped through the pages only to discover it stopped after the September 10th entry. Sighing Amber locked the diary back up and put it back in the box. She had vague memories of Zim and Dib. Dib being the son of the famous scientist, professor Membrane. he wore glasses and had an odd little hairstyle. Zim had sickly green skin, purple eyes, and always wore his backpack. He also had a dog, the same green color. Amber remembered that the dog's name was Gir. He was such an adorable little pooch. She laughed to herself, getting off the floor and digging though her closet. As she was moving things a book fell off a shelf and hit something with a metallic clank. "Hm? What was that?" she wondered, crouching down and moving away clothes and childhood stuffed toys. Amber's eyes widened when she saw a small grey sphere on a silver stalk sticking up from the mess. Curious she moved more things around, tossing them over her shoulder behind her. She gasped at the site before her. It was a small robot, a note clamped in its hand. Amber carefully lifted the robot up, taking the note from its hand and reading it.
Amber human,
I know your parental units do not wish for you to be around me. But I have a final request of you. Take this unit, I won't be needing him where I am going. You remember Gir, no? Well, this is him. As you can see he is not the lovable dog you know him as. He is more of an annoying robot minion.
-Zim.
Amber gasped. She remember Dib had said Zim was an alien, she just shrugged it off then. But now, now was different. The proof was right there in front of her. She took note that the robot was turned off. Not wanting her father to walk in due to the noise she placed Gir in the box, covering him with clothes. Then closing it and taping it shut. "I'll find out what happened to you guys..I promise you that." Amber whispered.