HIIIIIIIIIII!!! I'm back! Thanks for the reviews, peoples! Now, as I promised, I'm going to write the first chappie!!! WARNING! The characters might be OOC, okay? You don't have to remind me of that by reviewing about it..

Disclaimer: I don't own IZ. U try to sue, U get to unleash my wrath(aka: feather going on a sugar high and blasting her bazooka all over the place). 'Kay? I gave you fair warning...

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Chapter 1: A New Girl and 2 years later...

It had been two years after Zim had come to Earth(A/N: I just assumed Zim and Dib were in fifth grade in the show, so they're in seventh grade! YAY!!), and there were few changes. Even Ms. Bitters was still alive to teach the class about how the world will asplode. Except that Dib was now 13. He had gown taller, but unfortunately, his head had grown with him, so his head still looked big. Kids(now teens) still call him a weirdo, and of course, the relationship between the human and the Irken, Zim, hadn't lightened up.

Just then, Ms. Bitters had an announcement.

"Students, we have a new student joining this doomed group called a class."

"A new student? Have the Irkens sent another Invader?" Dib thought. Just then, she came in. Dib examined her. She looked...normal. Dark brown hair and eyes, tan skin, ears and nose, and she had four fingers(A/N: In case you haven't noticed, well, I think you have, every human in the IZ dimension have four fingers.). Meanwhile, Ms. Bitters was asking the new girl a question..

"...Feather, this will affect your status in the student body...what do you think about Dib?" Feather answered immediately.

"His head's abnormally large."

"Congratulations, Feather, your status is Normal Teenager." Ms. Bitters said to her.

"Now, go to that seat." She pointed to a seat. It emptied a random kid sitting there, and Feather sat in that chair. But it was right next to Zim...

Zim wasn't that thrilled at sitting right next to the new girl. But this was a chance for the Irken, who had gotten taller, to show this human that he was "normal".

"Hello, fellow human! I have a skin condition, but I am just like you, normal, so don't bother me." he said to her. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow, scribbled a note, wrinkled it into a ball, and threw it at him. It hit his wig(it was still the same one), and made it go slightly off balance. She snorted and pretended to be interested in how the world will end as humans knew it. The alien adjusted his wig, and read the note. It went like this:

Zim,

You might have not known it, but I made that paper ball hit your wig on purpose. I know you're an Irken, you come from the planet Irk, and you're wearing a wig and contacts. Behind those contacts are your real eyes, which are ruby, and your "skin condition"? I don't think so. I know that's your real skin color. And your lack of ears. You don't even need ears. Your antennae, which are under your wig, do all the work.

Feather

P.S. I'm not thinking of turning you in so that you'll be cut open like a moose. I am not Irken. And how do I know all of this? Let's just say I have my sources...

The Irken's eyes grew wider and wider as he read the note. Then he looked over at the Feather-human. Just then the bell rang for recess. Everyone shouldered their backpack on, and raced toward the blacktop. Feather was among them, of course. Just then, she tripped on one of the stairs. She came falling on...Dib! There were two puff of smoke, one turquoise, one blue...

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Evil ciffie of doom!!! So, how'd you like it? Review, please!