Hey again. This is kind of a short chapter. . . but at least I updated sooner than usual! Hope you enjoy this one. I had tons of fun writing it. For some reason, I like torturing Dib. I'm sorry Dib! I still love you!!
Chapter 7: Lunch meat and Dick-heads
After hours of reading and coping down notes, the bell finally rang, dismissing the class to lunch. Dib was greateful not for the break in studying, but also for the chance to talk to Marie for the first time in months. He wouldn't willingly admit it, but he missed her company and felt like he could somewhat understand why she "went to the dark side." Standing up, he looked over to Marie's seat to find that she was not there; neither was Zim. Although all the other kids were still getting up and stretching and Mr. Burwell was at his desk, the door was open.
Well, that's strange. What was Marie still doing with Zim? And how did they leave so fast? Curious, Dib walked quickly out the door and down the hallway toward the lunchroom. Whaen he got there, he noticed for the first time how empty it was of kids his age. Most of them dropped out as soon as they could so they could work at malls and McMeaty's. Thankful for this small blessing, Dib scanned the crowds and tables, quickly spotting Marie at his old table. He walked slowly, careful to look for traps from Zim who was sitting at the opposite side of the lunchroom, facing away from them. Still caustious, he sat down across from Marie, making sure he had a good veiw of Zim as well.
"Hello, Dib." Even her voice was different, he noticed. "How was your summer?"
"I've had better.." Dib took his eyes away from the back of Zim's head to look this stranger in the face.
"I would expect so." She smiled slightly. "I'm not sure how to say this gently so I'm just going to be blunt. Don't talk to me anymore."
"What?"
"You heard me. I want you to act like I don't exist. Don't talk to me or even see me unless it is required of you. I'm not the Marie you used to know. Just stay away fromme."
"Why would I want to do that? What's past is past. All I want to do is talk with you."
Her face suddenly softened. "Please Dib. For your sake." For just that moment, she was the Marie Dib met outside school half a year ago. Then her kind eyes turned ice again. "I must go."
"Wait!" Dib stood, reaching out for her as she turned he back toward him. "At least tell me where you're staying. Your old house is empty."
Marie paused and looked back at Dib.
"No."
With that she turned and went to sit next ot Zim. Dib just stared after her, slack-jawed with shock. After a few minutes, he realized how stupid he looked, open mouthed with his hand stretched out. Finally, he turned and calmly walked out the school, not knowing where his destination may be.
. . .
"You're a real dick, ya know that?"
"I may look weird, but I am most definitly not a male's reproductive unit."
"Ha, fucking, ha." Marie crossed her arms and glared up at the small alien on the ledge above.
"No need for the hostility," he mumbled to the far wall, unable to meet her gaze.
"No need for the hostility?! You're impossible! I can't believe you!" Marie's eyes started to well up, but she didn't care anymore. "How could you do that to me? How could you make me do that to Dib? I was starting to think you were actually an okay guy!"
"I hate to 'break it to ya,' but I don't care what you think. All that matters is the mission and I have to be prepared to do whatever I need to complete the mission."
"Oh, well excuse me!" Marie yelled, throwing up her hands, "I didn't think of the 'mission' at all! Obviously I should have thought of the 'mission' first and forget all my stupid feelings!"
"Exactly! I'm glad you realized your mistakes." Zim turned to look smugly back at her.
"UGH! You stupid, dim-witted alien! I'm going to my room!" She stomped over to the elevator. "C'mon, GIR."
"Wheee!"
"Was it something I said?"
This chapter is for Dark-Harichan. Hope you liked it. I'm halfway through the next chapter, so it probably won't take very long to put it up! Sorry again about it's shortness.
