Chapter 2:// All Lies

Disclaimer:// I do not own Invader Zim in any way, shape, or form. Nor, do I own anything produced directly, or indirectly from Nickelodeon international. Nor, do I own the lyrics to ANY Green Day song produced . . .

They just made nice little . . . Intros to what would come in the chapter.- Aluesonor Ceezane Castillo. ( Aluesonor Ceezane Castillo. Author, and Illustrator)

I beg to dream and differ

From the hollow lies.- Holiday, Green Day

Dib looked back up at Mz. Bitters, and stood up, slowly. A blonde haired, squinty-eyed boy wearing a brown shirt, and jeans strode to Alue. "Why are you talking to HIM? He's crazy! Don't ruin your reputation while you still have it." she said, reaching for Alue's shoulder.

Moonrunner snarled, and started barking furiously, revealing her pointed, yellow, fangs. The blonde stepped back, and raced out of the room, screaming. Alue knelt beside her dog, and slowly stroked her head. "Good dog!" she praised, scratching between the husky's ears.

Dib clenched his fists again, the knuckles growing white. He looked down at Alue, and sighed, kneeling beside her. He, too, reached out for Moonrunner's head. Moonrunner looked at him, through her sapphire blue eyes, and barked happily. Dib then began to stroke her head, gently. "She's a beautiful dog." he said, looking up at Alue.

Alue smiled, and nodded her head. "Yup." she responded, standing up. "Moonrunner, c'mon, girl." she commanded. Moonrunner slipped under Alue's right hand, and started walking forwards.

Zim gripped the edges of his desk as they walked by. "Wait... How do you know she looks pretty if you can't see!?" he asked, standing on his chair.

Dib cast a death glare at Zim, and twitched again. He walked out the door, silently, his fists clenched tighter. 'Why can't that idiot just leave her alone!?' he asked himself.

Alue seemed to watch Dib leave, before turning back to Zim. "I know, because I think she is in my mind." she said, with a kind tone. She followed Dib, and released Moonrunner. "Fetch." she commanded. Moonrunner barked, and walked forwards, down the hall. Alue followed quietly.

'Why do I feel like this!?' Dib asked himself angrily. 'I just don't understand it... Well...' he thought. 'She IS pretty... WHAT!? I can't let some GIRL I barely know do this to me... I have to be strong... Alone...'

"Um... Dib?" Alue asked, stepping forwards.

Dib whipped around, and let out a sigh of relief. 'Good thing I didn't say any of that out loud...' he thought. "Yes? What do you want?" he asked, silently hoping that didn't come out sounding rude.

"Are you alright?" Alue asked, her eyes showing true concern.

Dib slowly nodded, and looked up at the ceiling. "Yeah... I'm fine. Sorry I left like that." he apologized. "It's not like me to do that..."

Alue smiled gently, and stood in front of him. "You don't need to apologize." she said, rubbing the back of her neck. "Erm... Shouldn't we be going to the cafeteria?" she asked, taking back Moonrunner's collar.

Dib nodded his head, and grinned. "Alright... But... It's like Michel said... Are you sure you want to ruin your rep by sitting with me?" he asked, once again hoping it didn't sound rude.

If it did, however, Alue took no notice. "You were the first one to talk to me, so... Yeah. I'm sure. Besides, I shouldn't be popular just because of what I look like." she stated simply. "But first, I need to stop by my locker. My lunch is in there." she said, turning around.

Dib nodded, and followed Alue, quietly. "Erm... If you DID look into a telescope at the sun, then that would have to be one powerful scope." he said, stepping in her footsteps. Alue grinned, and nodded her head. "Yeah... It was like one of the ones you'd find in an observatory." she said.

"That explains things..." Dib said, looking at all the locker numbers.

Alue nodded her head, and stopped at a locker... Locker number 152.

Short chapters, I know... Yet, this time, it's for a time-lapse. Joy. -Sighs- Sadly, my mother wouldn't let me go out trick-or-treating this year, because I didn't wake up the day before! So, I wrote this chapter expressing my... Erm... Frustration at myself. Yeah, that's the word. Once again, I'd like you to rate this chapter. And, once again, no flames... Please... I have issues with fire now... Ever scince I read a book about a girl orphaned because a fire burned down her house... - Aluesonor Ceezane Castillo. ( Aluesonor Ceezane Castillo. Author, and Illustrator)