Part Two: Insecurity
Zim hardly needed help when it came to studying. He finished all of his work during class. January wondered why he had asked her to be his "study buddy". The study group consisted of Zita, Dib and herself, along with Zim of course. It was also a wonder why Dib agreed to joining this "study group", seeing as he hated Zim with a passion. So more or less the studying was non-existent. January and Zita were the only ones who actually studying, Dib and Zim would just argue.
"Do you understand what the teacher was talking about in History? Because I am totally lost," January said looking at the homework assignment.
"I dunno, something about historical economics or something. Ask the guys, they finish their work early. Maybe they will let you copy their work," Zita suggested as she worked on her Math work.
"Dib, Zim, can you guys help me on History?" the girl asked looking at the other two, who just happened to be bickering. They stopped for a moment, both grabbing a piece of paper.
"Here," they both said handing her the papers and then going back to their argument. Dib's hand writing was horrible and Zim's work was in Irken, so it may take a while to translate.
"Err… thank… you?" she said as she started to read the notes the best she could.
"Well, that's not very helpful. Dib writes in code and Zim writes in a different language. Good luck with that," Zita said before going on to English.
"Gee, thanks," January said before beginning to decode Zim's notes.
After about 45 minuets, the girls finished their work; January finished History and Math, Zita finished everything except History and left quickly after. Zim and Dib were still fighting, but now it had gotten physical.
"Stupid Huuman! You will never win against the ALL MIGHTY ZIM!" the Irken shouted pointing his finger to the ceiling.
"I won't let you destroy the Earth, Zim!" Dib shouted back before throwing a punch, which was caught by a female hand.
"How about this, call it a truce for today and then continue this fight tomorrow during our next study session even though YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HELPING US," January said before pushing Dib's fist back towards his body.
"Now, I know that this rivalry has lasted about 7 ½ years, but seriously. If you weren't fighting so much, Zim could have taken over the Earth by now and Dib could have exposed Zim in the same amount of time. But you are wasting time and energy insulting each other in a very useless fashion," she said looking between the two.
"If the Dib-Butt didn't get in Zim's way, I could have been ruler already!" Zim shouted.
"Yes, but if you spent less time beating the living crud out of him, you could spend that time trying to figure out how to work around him," the girl said rolling her eyes.
"WHO'S SIDE ARE YOU ON?!" Dib shouted in annoyance.
"The highest bidder. And currently, Zim is the highest bidder," January answered flatly. Zim cackled as Dib's jaw dropped.
"Yes, Dib-worm! I have managed to manipulate one of your own to be MY FOLLOWER!!!" Zim said laughing evilly.
"That's just messed up! You're going against your own race?!" the boy questioned hysterically.
"Hey, even if Zim doesn't do anything, we're all doomed from global warming and pollution," January said shrugging. There was no come-back for that statement. But there was a statement none the less.
"How do you know he won't betray you?! Hm! Didn't think of that, did you?!" Dib asked pointing an accusing finger at her.
"I don't know. But the idea that I could be booted at anytime makes things more interesting and gives me motivation to try even harder," January said, suddenly feeling arms wrap around her shoulders possessively.
"See, Diblet? She does not fear the idea of being betrayed," Zim said resting his head on top of January's.
"He's using you!" Dib said in shock.
"Eh, not the first time I've been used. Besides, like you, I am fascinated by the paranormal, and what better way to learn more about it than to spend time with the paranormal?" She said as she relaxed a bit.
"You're going to regret this, January! He's going to hurt you and then throw you away," Dib said in all seriousness.
"Let's go, month-child. We have things to do," Zim said detaching himself from the human girl and taking her by the arm. He then lead her out of the building, Dib's calls of protest following behind them. January felt a pang of insecurity, but like Zim said, she just had to trust him. Chances were Dib was right, but she had to try. After all, trying and failing is better than not trying at all. But trying and succeeding is even better. So she just needed to try and succeed, or just try in general; hopefully it would be enough to get her through this.