HI PEOPLES!

First story, yes, I have my own character, and the main POV here will be from someone nobody really pays attention to-tell me if you like it..and YES- this IS going somewhere….if you have an idea tell me! PLEEZ!

Oh, yea, and im crazy…just in case that's something you need to know

OKAY!

ALSO-

Note that this has nothing to do with the story…

Also, though I am crazy, you can call me Quel.

Cal: NO! Call 'er QUELLY!

Never listen to him, he's strange. Kinda hyper. Dropped a lot when he was a baby…

Cal: well, you wer-

QUIET!

On with the story!

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Ughh... There's really no use trying to go back to sleep again, is there? I mean, that stupid snooze alarm has been going off every other minute for the last 40 or so...

Yea, time to get up.

Blinking my eyes open, just enough to see the outlines of my room, I drag my self out of bed and head for the closet. Getting on my usual, a tee with a skirt (though some will still say it looks like a dress) I take a glance at my mirror.

Once again, may I just say:

Ughh.

But then it's no surprise to find my hair this way. It's too late to try and fix, too, or I'd miss the inevitable torture that is Hi Skool.

I used to try and wake up earlier to use hair gel or SOMETHING to get it to lay straight, but then It'd just pop up again by lunch, and I'd have to deal with the rest back home, missing the chance to catch up on my sleep. And eat.

Hmm, maybe that's why I gave up.

Stupid alarm.

Even now, despite my feeble attempts at straightening it back with my hand, I watched my clone in the glass as it popped up like a Jack-in-the-box. I laughed.

Rolling my eyes, I slid my headband over the stubborn pink mess, grabbed my bag and left for, as Ms Bitters would call it, my doom.

And doom it was. As a first, it's never a good sign to see Dib looking determined. If your wondering why, then think for a sec. See, if Dib is determined for anything, he's gonna tell Gaz, his sis, and this gets Gaz mad. That, my friend, is NOT a good way to start a day; afterall, a mad Gaz equals at least one doomed kid for a week.

But that's not why I was doomed.

I was doomed because the second I walked into my first Hi Skool class, (taught by Bitters, of course) I hear the words, and I quote, "Class, we have a new student today, Lok, if you have anything to say, say it now..." you get the point.

And I swear they looked at me while deciding who was going down to the underground classroom.

(Just incase you were curious, it was the old kid, not me.)

Anyways, after Lok took his seat behind me I felt a cold feeling run up my spine.

"Zita!"

...

And I have absolutely no idea what happened next.

Zim was up to something. Something bad. I remember yesterday at lunch, he kept...watching me. And he was grinning! Of COURSE he had to have a plan-he had me, and he knew it, and for once, he wasn't screaming it out, so I knew it was serious. I even tried hitting him with a muffin and to no avail. It was, to say the least...creepy.

By morning I was telling Gaz all about my dream, where Zim and I were fighting it out and then he pulled out his new weapon which he declared to be 'the height ray' ...

Then, before I could finish, I was out cold.

I couldn't remember the dream anymore when I was woken up later by the nurse (who advised me to leave, before I caught pigeon head ; she told me it would be fatal if I caught it, that due to the abnormal enormousity of my head, they could get inside me and peck at my brain).

So I was determined to find out what Zim was building; I'd decided that my dream was a message/warning from the unknown forces; when I told Gaz, she said i should shut up because my voice was annoying her.

Deciding Gaz was just tired and didn't understand such high matters, I walked on...Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Zita watching me wide eyed before turning away and walking to class. It took me yet another second before I realized we were in the same class and ran after her before Ms Bitters could kill me.

The second I stepped in several things happened at once. As a first, the old kid fell through the floor while a new kid took his place. Second, Ms Bitters began talking. Then, by the time bitters had sunk in to her monotonous dooms, Zita flashed blue and collapsed onto the floor.

"Zita!"

GIR! Lock the doors, it is time for the human skool and I can NOT be lateee! I said, drawing out my last word dramatically. Hey, I am going to RULE this pitiful human ball of filth soon, I need to be like that. Besides, it's ingenious. And normal. I'm NORMAL.

It took me a second before I realized that the only one around was Gir, and to him this didn't matter. But I'd lost him anyway; by now he was sitting on the couch with waffles, watching the scary monkey show. Oh, that monkey...

I was walking into Hi Skool when, around a wall of lockers, I heard the Dib human talking to someone ... about ... Me?

This was perfect.

"But Gaz! He's an alien! An ALIEN! He wants to destroy us all! And there was this... Heighty..thingy! And-"

It had been a couple of seconds of silence by the time I looked over, but all I saw was a hint of purple dragging off the large headed human to the dwelling of the nurse.

Wait, if he was talking to-

PURPLE!

So she knocked him out, huh? Cool.

I could feel myself smiling, and a memory of the previous day came back to me through my pak.

I sat at my usual table watching the siblings fight while trying to plan out a way to dispose of the Dib monkey *shudder* when I saw the weirdest thing. Well, uh, heard anyway. The nonstop parawhaty talk had stopped!

I looked for one brief second to the female earth human next to him, but she was playing her GS4, as usual. And I thought-

She smiled.

She ... smiled?

She SMILED?

When the Dib human got up again I was still watching the Gaz human. She was so... Different. Not like these other filthy worm babies. no. If only she was Irken... no. No! INVADERS NEED NO ONE! NO ONE!

Apparently, I had screamed that last part while standing on the table with my usual rather convincing tone. The last things I saw before they dragged me to the principals office were dib wide eyed and pointing, and Gaz, laughing at her brother's pain.

Gaz...

When I walked into class Ms Bitters was introducing Lok, an X-Invader. He was disguised as a musician (of the so called 'rock' variety) with long, streaked black hair, an earring, ears, and headphones. Who ever would fall for such an idiotic costume as his? Mine was genious! GENIOUS I tell you!

I watched as the old kid fell through the hole and as Lok filled his place. Of course, my mind was washed over with thoughts of the Dib humans idea of a 'height ray' (as I refused to believe it was Gaz who had taken hold of my mind) so I only noticed what had happened when I heard the Dib monkey shout out for a pink headed female in our class.

...

Personally, I never did like monkeys.