Spitting out water, Zim hissed from the bitter taste as he gulped in breath.
Clinging to the wall, Zim watched angrily as Dib swam back and forth in an effort to showoff.
"Zim, next time don't Sink!" said Mr. More as he rolled his eyes, "Do you even Know how to swim?" Shaking his head, Zim continued to cling to the wall as all the other students started splash each other.
"Does anybody in here want to teach Zim how to swim?" asked Mr. More as he rolled his hand over Zim.
Raising his hand dramatically, Dib started to shout as he tried to get his teacher's attention. "Ok Dib, I guess you can," sighed Mr. More, "Go over to the shallow end while the rest of us warm up."
"Yes!" Dib shouted as he raised his hand in a victorious gesture. Snickering from behind their breath, the rest of the students started to swim back and forth as the two rejects went to the shallow end.
"Now Zim, This is my chance to Expose you or just eliminate, you can choose," Smiled Dib as he glared at the uncomfortable Zim.
"I choose neither," said the clinging Zim.
"I don't see any teaching over there!" shouted Mr. More from across the room.
"I'm getting there!" Dib shouted.
"You're going to have to let go of that wall," began Dib.
Looking down, Zim shook his head as he tried to touch the bottom of the shallow end of the pool.
"GET teaching!" Mr. More shouted for the 2nd time.
'IM trying, he won't let go of the wall!" yelled Dib.
"Then pull him off," Growled the teacher.
Grabbing onto Zim's shoulders, Dib standing to yank at him as Zim tried to not loose his grip.
Getting closer to the end of class, Dib finally got Zim away from the wall as he threw him into the middle of the shallow end.
Falling underneath again, Zim Continued to fight when Dib finally brought him back up.
"Dang, you must feel weak if a superior being as you call your self, can't even stand up in the shallow end!" laughed Dib
Hearing the bell Ring, Zim sighed with relief as everybody got out of the pool including Dib.
Sinking underneath the terrorizing water, Zim started to get angry as he realized the tips of his fingers were the only thing able to get to the surface.
"Dib, Get back in there and rescue Zim!" Growled Mr. More "Do I have to?" wined Dib. Pointing a fat finger to the Zim's finger tips sticking above the water, Mr. More watched as Dib walked into the chest deep water and pulled Zim out.
