A.N. Wow didn't realize how short that last chapter was. No one can say I dragged it out, Anyways onto ZIMs plan.

ZIMs P.O.V.

I marched into my homeroom as instructed by my first teacher after she called my name after waiting in the hallway. She seemed slightly overweight and abnormally cheery for someone stuck in this building all day. "Introduce yourself to the students." She smiled while rolling her arm out to the students looking at me funny. The new disguise, while seemingly the same, wasn't hard to mistake for being off. A quick look in the mirror telling me I was presentable I breathed in and spoke.

"Greeting fellow students, as you know by now, I am ZIM. I was sadly born with a rare skin condition that made my ears unexposed and my skin green. However, I am still a normal earth rat like yourselves, and only wish that after my days gone to better myself, we all get along fine. I will leave you alone as long as you leave me alone." I held my arms out and smiled while slightly bowing to present a peaceful student.

"Very good ZIM we welcome you to our class, right everybody?" an apathetic and lazy grunt of agreement mumbled from the class and I took an empty seat. I quickly spotted the purple haired earth female, and was thankful I was sitting across the room from her. Last thing I needed was for her to make threats at ZIM at a whispers range.

I sat and listened to the teacher rant and lecture on the tale of King Arthur, saying that my joining the class was a fine example on how anyone can change their life before they even knew they could. Eventually the bell rang and I went to my second class. Calculus, This class was too easy for me. Having impressed the teacher, Mr. Withers, I soon found myself bored to tears. Third was gym, and I easily out ran the other boys in the mile run. Then finally I heard the bell ring another time and it was time for lunch according to the schedule.

I walked to the cafeteria and found the food here was leaps and bounds ahead of the old prison food they served at the youthling school. Of course most food still smelled poisonous to me, but I learned two food I could handle, rice, being everywhere on this planet, and muffins, no doubt to Gir constantly making them and throwing a fit to make me eat them. Some other foods I could handle, but this was my safest options. I paid the food slave the monies I needed to eat then took my seat at an empty table.

Five years went by, but two things remained the same; I ate by myself, and Dib would try and prove I was an alien. The latter happening in three, two, one, just like I knew he would he burst through the door. I needed to make him come to me and sure enough, he marched right up to me smiling a proud smile.

"Did you come here to give up, Space boy?" He asked resting his hand on the table.

"I don't know what your talking about." I replied biting into my muffin. I needed to look like I was only enjoying my meal before hand.

"Everyone, this here is no boy, it's a space man here to enslave all of man kind and I'm going to prove it." He exclaimed, tackling me to the ground. I let him stand on my arms as he tried to rip off my "wig." All he grabbed was my scalp as the hologram twisted and contorted to the violent display of grabbing the Dib stink was doing to me. "Oh so now you've glued that pathetic wig on, huh? Well I know you wouldn't glue your contacts." He smiled crazily and tried ripping out on of my eyes, the "contact" staying in place. The pain was excruciating, but I knew school staff would intervene, and sure enough Dib was being dragged off me by a police officer. I could hear him screaming, that they were grabbing the wrong guy as they took him to the principals' office.

I stood up and dusted myself off, "Some people never grow up am I right?" I said out loud to the cafeteria and grabbed some Irken eye drops to sooth the burning sensation in my eyes. The students applauded for me, and then quickly went back to their meals. I resumed my meal in peace, having won the first battle in ages against Dib.

The Dib sibling walked past smiling at me. That was a rare sight, but I shrugged it off. Thinking my increased pulse was due to the euphoria of winning again.

The final class was my favorite, Earth History. The only place I could hope to learn some new information in this abysmal building. The teacher, Mr. Garcia, wasn't a disappointment either. His favorite things to lecture on were the many wars the earthlings fought amongst themselves. Alas, sadly the class ended as I just started learning about this Shaka Zulu warrior, as the class and therefore school day let out.

As I stepped out of the building I heard his voice. "So Zim, surprised to see me standing here?" The Dib stood behind me smiling smugly, "I bet you thought I would be expelled, Right?"

"Please Dib Stink if you were ever going to be expelled from this learning centre of you disgusting city, it would have happened long ago during the many messes you were blamed for. I assume your dad kept you in correct?"

"As a matter of fact yes, he did. I don't know what you did to better your old disguise, but it won't work for long I have you where I want to and you're going to confess here and now where you have been for the last five years."

"Fine earth monkey your right I will confess." I goaded him on I knew what was going to happen next. I waited as he excitedly grabbed as many students to hear my "revelation" and as soon as he felt ready he shoved a recorder device in my face, perfect. "As some of the more familiar faces I see here no doubt know I disappeared about five years ago. Well as you saw yourselves this person shoving the recorder in my face, would mercilessly torture me with accusations of being some extra terrestrial hell bent on enslaving you all. The repeated tortures of this day to day reality eventually landed me in a terminal ward psychiatric hospital, where I underwent horrible shock therapy and intense psychiatric treatment." Dib seeing where I was going with this tried pulling the recorder away with a horrified expression on his face. I just grabbed his hand and forced the recording to continue. "I have been sane for a few months now, loathing the inevitable reunion with, as you all saw during lunch, my antagonist." Pulling the papers I needed out of my PAK I showed them to the students who were looking at Dib with disdain. They were official psyche ward papers detailing the events of my ruse, oh the joy that had filled me as the all shot looks of malice upon Dibs presence. "These papers back my story, and if anyone question their validity, the doctor is right there with his name and number and hospital. I only ask for peace, but the Dib refuses to leave me be. I look to you fellow students for support as I continue to face this part of my life. Thank you."

Dib looked at me with fear growing in his eyes. He ran away as the student body, which had grown since my speech began, shot words I never even heard before at the new monster of this high school. I walked home knowing it wasn't the end today, and found Dib waiting in an alley way close to my base.

"Quite the elaborate story you strung today. You certainly made me a pariah at school, but it ends now. Fight me ZIM if I win you unravel the lies and slander you spread about me today. I smiled at the pitiful human who took a weak pose and charged at me.

In a few moves I grabbed his arm flipped him over and stuck my boot to his throat. "Dib monkey, you cannot beat me. I waited five years to beat you after the monstrosities I endured because of you." I reached into his pocket and turned off the recorder I knew he would be using against me. As I switched it off his eyes grew in fury and fear, "For five years I have trained myself to the very core this defect is the second most powerful living thing on this planet. You cannot beat the all mighty ZIM!" I cackled in his face.

I let him go and turned around, letting my arrogance get the better of me, Dib pulled out a police baton and was about to strike me from behind when I heard his sisters voice. "Dib you have no one to blame but yourself. You made yourself look like a villain today, and they only bought his story because of what you did. If ZIM went back and confessed it all lies, students would doubt you more and more, and now you use a dirty tactic against an unarmed opponent. That is low even for you."

I spun around halfway through that and saw she had grabbed him by the wrist and disarmed him quicker than he could register what happened. He got up, dusted himself off and ran home. I looked at Gaz and only said thanked her, my heart beat rising again.

A.N. Zim got mean there didn't he? This is a ZAGR fanfic, but I plan on Dib and Zim at least making peace with each other so please don't hate it yet ~