Summary: Elpis Carson is the new girl in town. She's normal, aside from the fact that she has ADHD and a bionic leg. Dib becomes her new worst enemy and Zim...just looks amusing. Elpis is convinced that GIR will solve all her problems. Is she right? Or will it be madness for everyone?
A/N: Hey everyone! I've written an Invader ZIm fanfiction for all that care to read it. It has an OC in it, and there is ZERO romance involved. The OC is NOT a Mary-Sue, I made sure of that. Also, I apologize in advance if I have offended anyone in writing this fanfic. Now, let the disclaimer begin!
Disclaimer: I don't own Invader Zim. Jhonen Vasquez does. I only own Elpis Carson.
Chapter 1: I'm Late
Oh god oh god oh god oh god, I thought as I rushed through the empty streets. I was late for school again, and I had to drink my medication as I was running. The Skool ground was in sight and I gulped down the two tablespoons my mom had given me. The first school bell rang.
"Shoot." I exclaimed as I ran up the stairs. I dug through my bag, which was on my stomach and pulled out my map. It had drawings of teddy bears, flowers, and doughnuts on it. I brushed my mousey brown hair out of my face and looked at the circle I had drawn in red. I hated having ADHD. I never could get anything done, and I was always late. The room I was in was 463. I knocked on the door and an elderly woman opened it. I started to burst out laughing. The woman growled at me and I laughed harder. A few kids in the class turned to see what was up, and I laughed harder.
"I don't see anything funny." The woman told me. I caught my breath before answering her. I was still giggling after a few minutes, and then decided to pull out some papers to explain my ordeal. She looked over them and then told me to come in.
"Class, we have another new student." She grumbled. She turned to me. "Introduce yourself. Then sit in the back of the room." I cleared my throat before speaking. My medication hadn't kicked in yet, and I didn't know what could happen next.
"My name is Elpis Carson. I have ADHD and a bionic leg. My parents are divorced and I am an only child. I've had a pretty normal life with no problems except for my leg and my disorder. That is all." I whispered. I slowly walked to the back of the room, people glancing at my leg. I didn't make that up. I was hit by a car when I was younger and my leg was amputated. But that was about the only thing interesting that happened in my life. My parents got divorced after I was born, and I just lived with my mom. My life was not troubled or anything. I was normal. I took out a notebook and started to write down what the teacher was saying. Or, at least I tried to. All she said was something about doom and destruction. I started doodling on my paper. The medication began to slowly kick in, and I began to be able to focus for longer periods of time. I wasn't even drawing anything in particular, just a red blob with a monkey in it. I loved the color red. For some weird reason, it was the only thing I could comprehend. The class lasted for about another fifteen minutes, and then the bell rang for recess. I piled all my stuff into my arms and ran outside. I spied an empty bench and sat there, putting the stuff back into my bag. There was some talking coming from the left side of me, but I ignored it. Whoever was talking couldn't be directing their attention at me.
"I said, are you Elpis Carson?" The stranger asked, louder this time. I turned my head. A young boy about my age was standing next to me. He had spikey black hair and round rimmed glasses.
"You're talking to me?" I fired back. The boy nodded. He looked frustrated. Everyone always was, so I didn't mind.
"Yes. I'm Dib Membrane. I'm in your class. I sit up front." He explained, pronouncing every word slowly and loudly. I rolled my light grey eyes.
"I'm not seventy-three. I can understand you." I explained.
"Oh. I didn't know." He mumbled, looking extremely embarrassed. I just shrugged. "Anyhow, I was wondering if I could..." He began.
"My bionic leg?" I mimicked. I rolled my eyes again. "No. You can't. Everyone asks me. Go and tell all your friends that they can't see it either, understand?" I snapped, standing up. Dib nodded and ran off. I sat down again and continued drawing until the bell rang again. I repeated the procedure I had started before recess, and walked back to class.
After some more talk about doom and death and all that stuff, the lunch bell rang. I stood up quickly and rushed out the door. This time, I didn't need to worry about putting stuff back into my bag. My class time was spent asleep. The cafeteria was crowded, and I waited in line for about fifteen minutes. I giggled every time I noticed something funny about someone or something. For example, this random kid's tuft of hair on the side of his head. Or this other kid with a rainbow shirt and bright orange hair. The food was hilarious looking too. Once I got my tray and sat down at an empty table, I poked it with a spoon. I wobbled around for a few minutes then returned to its previous state. I started laughing. I repeated this about thirty times, my giggles growing louder each time.
Lunch ended with me in the counseling office. I swung my feet of the edge of the seat and stared at the floor. A young man sat behind the desk in front of me.
"Hello there! I'm Counselor Hogart. What brings you here?" He asked in a cheery voice.
"My legs." I muttered, and then burst out laughing. The Counselor didn't seem impressed.
"Anyhow, I heard you..." He began.
"You have a large nose." I pointed out.
"Yes, I do. Anyhow, about what..." He tried to explain.
"Seriously, your nose is HUGE." I interrupted.
"I believe we settled that already. Now, about the lunch..." The counselor tried to inform me.
"You need to get a nose job or something. It's really huge and it takes up half your face. Like Godzilla! That's an awesome movie. My favorite part is when the people are all screaming, and Godzilla is like, roar!" I exclaimed, getting out of my seat and acting out the movie. Counselor Hogart took a deep breath.
"Sit down." He ordered. I quickly sat down and gulped my two tablespoons that were in my hand. "Can you please explain your behavior at lunch?" He asked once again.
"My name is Elpis Carson. I have ADHD and a bionic leg. My parents are divorced and I am an only child. I've had a pretty normal life with no problems except for my leg and my disorder. That is all." I whispered for the second time that day. Those were my words of security, the words that explained everything about me. I had no secrets. The Counselor excused me and I went back to class.
Skool was over thirty minutes later. As I walked through the skool yard, I saw a green dog. Dogs were my favorite animals, besides monkeys. My feet sprinted towards it, and I knelt down to scratch its head.
"Hi there little guy!" I giggled. The canine creature closed its eyes and stuck its tongue out at me. I giggled again. "You're so adorable aren't you?" I squeaked as I squeezed its cheeks. It smiled again. The dog held out its arms in a motion that even I knew that it wanted to be held. I scooped it up and started rocking it back and forth like a little baby doll before I heard someone clearing their throat. I whipped my head around and started doubling over with laughter.
"What's so funny?" He asked, a large amount of confusion in his blue eyes. I laughed louder.
"Looked in a mirror lately?" I shouted, laughing between words. He cocked his head.
"You think ZIM looks FUNNY?" He shouted. I laughed harder.
"You even talk in the third person!" I shouted.
"Yes, I do. Anyhow, can I have my dog back please?" He asked. I looked at the green bundle in my arms. It looked back at me and then at its master. After a few minutes of the dog repeating this action, I made my decision.
"Please please please can I take care of it for a few days? I won't kill it! Please please please?" I begged, slurring the words together. The green kid just snorted and snatched the dog away from me.
"Come on, GIR. Let's go home." He ordered the dog and then walked off. So the dog's name was GIR? That was good to know. I smiled as I skipped back towards my house. I saw some of the kids from skool stare at me as if I was some sort of freak. Well, in some people's eyes I was. Once I finally glimpsed my lavender house, I opened the door, which was never locked, and went inside. My mom was already home, so I threw myself on the couch and watched TV for the rest of the day until I fell into a deep sleep.
Dreams are strange. This one is stranger. It begins in a room. A room with an albino rabbit. The rabbit hops three times and reveals a green dog. The dog takes out a broken rag doll, and repairs it. The dream ends with a cloud of mist taking everything away...
I woke up the next morning, the dream still reeling in my head. I was the doll. And GIR fixed me. My Mom told me that sometimes dreams are visions. Could this one really work?
