"Dib…"
Ugh, now was not the time to piss me off. "Just leave me alone, Zim…"
"Dib, this is not the time to be sleeping. Disrupt my class again any you will get detention, understand?"
"…Huh?" I shot straight up, looking around; I noticed that people were staring. "…Great" my head flopped down on my desk, my one long strand of hair dangling over the edge.
"Why is it always you, Dib?"
I looked up at my teacher, and spoke without really thinking it through
"Believe me – I've been asking myself the same thing for four years…"
Shaking her head, Ms. Carmac walked back to the front of the class.
"…As I was saying before Dib decided to take a nap, I want this essay done by next week. And for those of you who missed every word I said" she paused to glance in my direction "you need to write a five paragraph essay, which should be simple enough. It needs to be well structured and checked over by an adult, not another student. Not unless you want to fail the assignment. You will be writing about a topic of your choosing; it can be almost anything, within reason. Remember; on my desk, Monday"
It was soon after that the bell rang and I walked out of the classroom and went to my locker.
"So, what are you doing your report on, dib-stink?"
I looked up to see Zim leaning against an adjacent one.
"Calling me names… real cute, Zim" I shut my locker and turned around, only to find the alien blocking my path "I hate it when you do that" He only smiled, taking advantage of my surprise. "…what do you want this time?"
"Want? I want a lot of things, Dib"
"Seriously, Zim. If you don't want to talk about it, why bring it up?" I tried to walk past, but was blocked by his arm "I'm not in the mood for games"
"Game? Who said anything about games? All I'm asking is if you're gonna make a fool of your self by trying to expose me" His smile widened, showing his teeth "How long has it been since you've tried something? I lost track after the first few months…"
Thankfully the bell chose that moment to ring, allowing me an escape
"Don't count on it"
And with that, I left him. He was practically gawking at me as I walked off. I looked back to check, he seemed to have taken a few seconds to collect himself, then left, shrugging it off.
I didn't see Zim for the next few days, it made me wonder if he actually thought I would do my report on him. Heh, I could only imagine is face, listening to it, checking every fact. What would be even funnier is if people actually believed a single word of it. It made me smile, just thinking about it. Unfortunately, it was only several minutes later that I realized people were staring. Blushing, I reached into my bag to get my textbook, which I was supposed to be reading. Yet, even as I read over the small text, my mind was on other things – mainly Zim, and as much as I hated to admit it, I was curious as to what he was doing. Missing school wasn't uncommon for him, but he made it pretty obvious that he was doing it to work on his next plan. Also, the cameras I set up in his house a few years ago had their advantages. But I had checked them the previous night, with no success as to finding out what he was up to, or the reason for his ominous disappearance. I didn't see him for the rest of the week, either. It led me to think that he was working extremely hard on whatever he was doing. Who knows, perhaps it was the report that he was focused on.
He did decide to show up on Monday, though, and from the looks of it, he had been preparing for the oral presentation.

It was 20 minutes to the end of class, and there were still two presentations left. Coincidentally, mine and Dib's. I waited eagerly for the next name to be called, experiencing a slight euphoria as the seconds ticked by. If my name is called, hopefully I can bore them to death (a cause for celebration, in my opinion) before Dib comes up. If not, then my – superior – report will surely dull any previous thoughts on the matter of my… being.
"…Next up, Zim, so if you can all stay awake for just a few more minutes and give him your full, undivided attention"
"Thank you Mrs. Carmac" Smiling, I went up to the front of the class, looking over my essay before snatching a glance in dib's direction. No doubt he had no idea as to what was coming, like everyone else in the class. "I did my report on a curious little theory, commonly referred to as a 'Time Paradox'