Chapter Three

Gaz sat down next to Dib, promptly punched Dib, then reached over and grabbed the pop in front of him. Before Zim could stop her, she had gulped it all down, every drop of it.

"What was that for?" Dib rubbed his arm.

"That was the last soda," she told Dib, "so that means it's mine." She opened her lunch and started to eat it.

"Huh?" Dib looked at her and asked her what she said. "What did you say Gaz? Huh? What did you say?"

"Weren' t you listening?" Gaz asked. "Never mind, you never listen." She took out her Game Slave and began playing. "And don' t talk to me now, I'm in the zone."

When Gaz finished her lunch, she burped loudly and wiped her mouth on her sleeve. Zim hit his head on the table over and over again.

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