Please note that Zim, Dib, Zita, and Gaz belong to the wonderful mind of Jhonen Vasquez. (Invader Zim as well of course!)

My name is Bree. And I made the mistake of going to the worst school ever. Skool.

I've gone for only a week now, and I only have one friend because I thought he looked nice. Who knew he was the most hated, supposedly annoying kid in the class? His name is Dib, and he is my friend. My only friend….

Today in Skool, I was writing my paper like normal, trying to ignore the fact Zim and Dib continued to shoot glares at each other across the room. Why did they do that every day? Sure, Zim had green skin. And ya, he didn't have any ears I could see. Also, Dib told me on and on he was an alien, but I only nodded quietly.

Maybe he really is an alien. Or maybe, I'm just crazy too.

"He's up to something, Bree. I know he is. It's….It's something." I heard Dib mutter to me.

I turned to face him with a shrug. "Maybe he's going to experiment on someone." I suggested, trying to think what I knew about aliens. "To…See what we look like inside?"

He frowned at me, shaking his head. "No, I doubt it. He hasn't really pulled anything like that before. All he's done is made a kid REALLY happy. I mean really. You should come over after skool today, and I'll show you his base! I'm working on a new camera!" He told me, getting excited.

I bit my lip slightly, unsure. Go over to his house? I wasn't busy…."Sure. I'll just walk home with you and Gaz." I recalled his rather scary sister we sat with at lunch. All she did was play her Game Slave though.

Dib looked delighted, his glasses gleaming in the light. "Finally! Someone I can share my discoveries with! You won't be disappointed!" And with that, he jumped up to go to lunch before Zim could have the pleasure of beating him there.

Later, In the Lunch Room.

I walked in after a girl named Zita, gathering my food onto a tray and sitting down by Dib. I stared down at the meal before me with displeasure. Who ate this kind of slop anyways? I couldn't help but notice Zim certainly didn't. He was poking at his meal with absolute disgust, making small choking noises.

I hardly noticed Dib's rambling about the new episode of Mysterious Mysteries that would come on tonight as I watched Zim carefully shovel a small amount of food into his mouth like he did every day to make sure the other children approved of him. Honestly, I felt kind of sorry for him. He only wanted to fit in it seemed, but he was only making things worse for himself. And then I noticed he was all alone.

"Hey, Dib. Let's go sit with Zim. He's sitting all by himself." I said, getting up before he could object and sitting across from the light green kid. "Hi Zim!" I tried to be cheerful.

Instantly, I was rewarded with a funny look. "Huh?" He muttered, looking at me. "What do you want, slime ball? Can't you see I am clearly eating so I may stuff my normal human stomach!" He shouted.

I frowned slightly, meeting Dib's stare from the other table. "ARE YOU CRAZY?!" He mouthed clearly, but I ignored him. "Sorry Zim. I just thought you might be lonely. My name's Bree." I said calmly, also ignoring the fact he had referred to me as "Slime ball".

Zim raised an eyebrow at me, his gaze drifting over to Keef before resting back on me. "Zim is well aware of who you are, fellow human. You are the big-headed boy's friend…" He seemed to be thinking now. "His friend." He repeated slowly, resulting in a loud, evil sounding laugh you might hear in a cartoon.

I laughed slightly, shrugging my shoulders. "See ya around, Zim!"

And that was when I realized I should have never talked to the green boy.

Woo, what a chapter. Hope you like it! More later of course!