A/N
Chapter two is up! Enjoy and review. I all ready did the disclaimer in the first chapter so I won't bother :).
The rest of the day was uneventful, the same misery and crazy teachers in one building. Dib tapped his pencil against the desk rhythmically as he counted down the seconds to the end of the class. Finally, the bell rang.
"Remember, students," Ms Bitters growled, "you are all doomed, doomed, doomed. Now leave!"
He quickly escaped the classroom and shuttered. Along with a few other teachers, Ms Bitters was transferred to the Hi-Skool the year Dib entered ninth grade. The principle said that these students were all ready tainted, so it made sense to move the teachers up a grade as the students moved up. Would he ever escape that creepy lady?
Dib finally found Gaz jerking books out of her locker.
"Hey, sister!"
She grunted, clearly annoyed.
"Guess what? I got another picture of Zim without his contacts in!"
She ignored him and began walking away. Either oblivious or used to her lack of manners, he trotted excitedly down the hall after her.
"Now the swollen eyeball will have to believe me!"
They opened the school's doors and began their walk home.
He smiled, but it quickly disappeared at the sight of his sister. Each step she took jabbed the sidewalk and left a crater. Along with the anger of auditioning for the school play, it did not help that her Game Slave's batteries died. She scowled at the absence of her game and the presence of her brother's annoying voice.
"Oh, joy." She replied sarcastically.
"Are you still upset because of the play?"
"What do you think?"
"Come on, it won't be that bad. You may even get a part."
She raised an eyebrow.
"What makes you think I would want a part in such a stupid play? We all know how it is going to end anyway. Two people fall in love, even though they shouldn't have. They both have families that hate each other, and then they each die after a careless mistake."
Dib shrugged.
"I know but still, you never know till you try, right? Dad is just trying to look after you."
"Is that why he comes home so much?" She mumbled.
"What?" Dib asked, not hearing his upset sister.
"Nothing."
She stabbed her key into the knob and jerked it to the left.
"Hello, kids. How was school?"
She looked up expectedly at the floating monitor.
"Same as every other day, dad."
She tried to walk upstairs, but the screen followed her.
"Did you get the information for the play, daughter?"
She casually withdrew the paper from her backpack and showed it to her dad.
He nodded in approval and watched her pull a script out, too.
"Good thinking, daughter! You had better go practice if you want a main part."
"I don't even want a role in this play."
But her father did not hear as the monitor fluttered away to Dib.
She growled and went up to her room. The door slammed shut and her backpack was tossed onto the messy bed.
"Stupid plays, stupid dad, stupid Dib." She complained.
A frame on her dresser caught her eye. A picture of her family, including her mom, was held securely by the old, wooden frame.
"You would have never forced me to do this." She said to the picture of her mother.
A few streets away, an ear-shattering squeal pierced the air. Zim covered his non-existent ears as Gir ran in circles around the room. In his small, metallic hand clutched the flyer.
"Master is going to be an actress!" Gir chirped.
"Gir! First, it is actor. I am not a female! From what I have heard, an actor is a male while an actress is a female. Second! I do not plan to participate in this foolish act. I am simply performing this audition so that no suspicions arise!"
But the small robot blocked out his master's voice with the Angry Monkey Show.
"I love this show." Zim heard Gir whisper as he crawled into the trashcan down into his lab.
"Computer!"
"What is it now, Zim?" The computer huffed.
"Give me all the information you have on this 'Romeo and Juliet'."
"Acquiring data… Romeo and Juliet is a tragic play written by William Shakespeare. It consists of two teenagers falling in love with one another, even against the wishes of their families."
"Love? Gross! How dare they think Zim would fall in love with a filthy human!"
"Master."
"What?"
"You do not actually fall in love with the select actress; you are just going to be acting."
"Define acting!"
The computer sighed.
"Human dictionary states that acting is a person provided with detailed stage directions in order to present a performance. Basically, you are given a part and you have to read lines from a booklet known as a script in order to convey a mood and setting to an audience."
"I see…" His fingers fidgeted as he thought.
"I shall attend this play then but only so that the humans do not become suspicious." He finally concluded, "Gir!"
Gir fell from a hole that appeared in the ceiling. His eyes immediately flashed red.
"Yes, my lord?" He saluted.
"I want you to use the human data collector and research more about this 'Romeo and Juliet'! Bring it to me once you are finished."
His eyes returned to the normal, chipper green.
"Does my master mean the computer?"
Zim cringed at the robot's high-pitched voice, but nodded in agreement.
"Yes! Now go!" He yelled.
Gir ran from the room screaming about a moose and soap. Zim sighed in frustration. He often wondered what went on in the head of that insane little robot. But he was not sure he wanted to know.
A/N
Ha-HA! I actually kind of liked this chapter. Hope you like the story so far. And don't worry. Zagr is going to be coming up very soon, I just have to write everything leading up to it first ;). Review!