What Can Happen
Dib stood in front of his locker, getting his things ready for class. As he turned to head to class Torque Smacky and one of his friends were waiting there, wearing mean smirks. "What do you want?" Dib asked, not in the mood to put up with the jocks' nonsense today. He had dealt with them and the other jocks for more than long enough.
As he tried to walk to class, Torque grabbed his shoulder and shoved him in to the lockers, making a rattling sound when Dib's body hit the metal doors. "Oh, a tough guy, huh?" Torque laughed. The tall, lanky boy let out a pained hiss and held his shoulder. The two bullies laughed harshly at Dib's pain as they walked off to class, giving each other high fives.
Dib sighed and walked to class, sitting in his normal seat in the back of the room. The teacher began writing stuff on the board and giving a lecture. Dib played with his lip ring and wrote stuff down in his notebook. However, they weren't notes for school. No he was working on something else.
The bell rang to go to lunch, and Dib went to the cafeteria and sat at his usual table with Zim, Gaz, Keef, Melvin and the rest of the outcasts. "I wish we could go one day, ONE DAY without having to deal with the bullshit from those pricks." he exclaimed as he sat down, gesturing towards the popular table. "Yeah, me too." Melvin agreed with a sigh. "Someone needs to put those filthy humans in their place." Zim added. They all agreed.
That day the group made a plan, a plan to get back at the people who had done them wrong. That's what Dib was writing in his notebook earlier in class. They all agreed that this plan would certainly teach those assholes a lesson they won't soon forget. So, it was settled. Their plan would start now.
They passed out invitations to a costume party that would be held at Dib's house. He and his family had moved to a secluded house in the country. They knew the popular crowed would show up, not because they liked Dib, but because it's a chance to get free booze and further their harassment. Not to worry, they'd soon get theirs. The only people they invited were the ones they wanted to get revenge on. Now all that was left to do was wait.
The night of the party Zim, Keef and Melvin came over early to prepare. They were dressed in normal, happy costumes. The group went over their plan one more time. Before the guests arrived, they hid traps in the woods out by the house, and some other kids who agreed to help them were hiding out there as well. Everything was ready.
Soon the popular people began to arrive. Once everyone was there it seemed like a normal party. People were drinking and dancing and just having a great time. Then Gaz poured something into the punch. Soon people started hitting the floor one by one. They weren't dead, just unconscious. The outcast group then changed their costumes from fun, nice ones to creepy, demonic ones and chained the populars up.
They woke up the preps with a loud, high pitched sound that would make the average person's ears ring. The teens woke up groggy, and tried to cover their ears. Groans of pain and confusion could be heard through out the house.