"Come on Gaz! We'll be late!" Dib said as he rapidly checked his bag for his homework and his books as he ran to the doors of the Skool building. "Coming! God, Dib, you're fine! That's the fifth time you've checked your bag!" She said as she checked her watch. 5:45. "I have 15 minutes to get to class, and it takes about two to get to the class room, so I have enough time to mess around on my game, maybe enough time to beat a boss." She thought as she walked into the Skool with Dib. Zim, however, wasn't so lucky. He was covered in mud because a car ran through a puddle of mud right next to him, he was covered in scars from when the dog of Dib's Neighbors attacked him, and he was limping because he tripped and his knee landed on a rock. "And this is just a normal trek to Skool. On the off days I'll have an arm or leg broken and be covered in blood." He said as he entered the building.
When Zim entered the classroom and sat down, everyone was already looking at the teacher walk in. As she entered she glanced at Zim, giving him a stare of death. He didn't care. He was just happy to get in class before the late bell rung.
"SIT DOWN AND SHUT YOUR FACE!"
The teacher said as she opened her rolebook and started screaming names. Usually if a student was asleep he or she would wake up when she screamed his or her's name. "BOBBY!""Here..." "ELISA!""Here..." "STEPHEN!" "Here..." "ZIM!" He didn't answer. He wanted to see the glare of death before he said that he was present. "ZIM!" She was getting angry. Zim looked at her. She wasn't looking at him, but he could see veins popping out of her fourhead. She looked pissed. "ZIM!"There was that award winning stare. "Here..." "GOOD! DIB!" "Here..." "GAZ!" "Here..." "EVERYONE TOGETHER!" "H-HERE!" "Good. Now onto today's lesson. Today we'll be learning about math." Math. Those dreadful words that spelled death for who she called on. Usually she called on someone who wouldn't know the problem, but she called on Gaz last and gave her the easiest problem. She was the 'best student' to the teacher and she wouldn't- "GAZ! WHAT'S FOUR-THOUSAND AND FIFTY-TWO TIMES TEN?"Wait,, what? She was called first? She wasn't prepared for this. She started to calculate it in her head but was too late. "WRONG! IT WAS FOURTY-THOUSAND FIVE-HUNDRED TWENTY! BE PREPARED!"She said nothing. All she did was gently lay her head down, and covered her eyes with her hands. She didn't pay any attention to the class. She only heard the bell ring. She grabbed her bag and walked out, her eyes covered by her hair. "I can't believe it. What student has time to think of the answer to 50,435 times 302 in the span of five seconds? Just insane." She heard a student say. "My brain is mush now. I just want to go home." She heard a girl say. "whiner.." "What did you just say?" The girl said, as she spun around on her heel. "Whiner. You're one." Gaz said as she walked by, her hair still covering her face. When she was sure that she was a while away from the other girl, she brushed her hair out of her eyes revealing red-eyes. Eyes that have just gotten done crying.
"Man, and I thought you weren't a wuss."
Gaz stopped in her tracks. She turned around to see Zim of all people leaning up against a wall, near a door. "I'm going to turn your face to mush..." She said with not much intimidation behind it. "Well don't do that inside, you'll have witnesses. We can settle this outside." He said as he pushed the door open. "How the..." She said, as Zim held out a screwdriver in his hand, which he quickly put behind his back. "Ohh. I get it." She said as she quickly glanced around her. "Are you sure?" "I never knew you as the cautious type." He said as he started to walk out the door. "Fine. Let's go." She said as the two of them walked out the door, the loud *BANG* followed them as they walked to the sidewalk.