The Last Day

-Dib Girl-


Chapter Three: Chaos And Grief


"Terrifying, like something out of a movie.
You're thinking this can't be our beloved city ---
But it's really happening. It's really there.
Unable to stay, Unwilling to Leave."



9:45 AM

It was like a bullet piercing Zim straight through, sending him to fall into a black pit. He was beginning to sweat, the sight of the buildings...the three that were there at that very moment. As the bell rang for third period, he brisky grabbed his books and rushed out. he didn't want to be there. He walked to wake up. He wanted to know they all were alright. Dib, Dib..if he was okay. Passing the teens, many whom were wearing dumbfounded expressions, some had tears in their eyes, some looked surprised and in horror. Zim zipped down to the third floor, walking into his music class to take a seat in the back. His teacher sat there, and stared at his pupils filing in, slowly. All took their seats. Zim grumbled, crossing his ankles sitting there. Mister Fabrizo got up, and stood in front of the class. "As you know. We were attacked." There was a knock at the door.

A younger girl made her way into the classroom, her golden copper hair pulled into two ponytails against her backside.. her normally healthy blue-glassy gray eyes seemed saddened, and hazed over. The girl was Kim..Gaz's best friend. Both major gaming freaks. "Mr. Fabrizo? The main office is calling down students who have relatives working in the Trade Center, to come downstairs to make phonecalls home." The teacher ran his hand through his gray hair tensly. Nodding in silence, until he turned to the class. Hands began to raise, Zim's included. Fabrizo picked out a few hands and told them were to go. "Downstairs, main office, or the nurse's office across the hall." Zim got paired into the group to go next. He couldn't wait.

A few moments later, a few of my classmates returned to the room, ordered to grab their books. One looked curious, the other annoyed. Soon disappearing out in the hallway and down the stairwell. Zim got called down to phone, as he grabbed his books and exited the classroom. As he was walking down the stairs he heard his math teacher, Ms. Geraci came over the loud speaker to anounce that third period was frozen. "Students are to remain in their third period class. This is so we know where you are in the school at all times." Zim eagerly pushed past a few boys and hurried himself into the nurse's room, he pressed a button once one of the phonelines were cleared and first dialed Dib's home number. There was no answer. He wasn't going to call his home. GIR wouldn't understand. He just had to get out of here.

The nurse entered the room a few moments later. "Is everyone ok?" Zim stared at her blankly. "My mom's missing. I have to go home right away." He used this excuse. He marched out towards the main office, the nurse went quiet watching him. Parents had already began to pile inside the school, pulling their kids out of school. Ace was down there, his backpack swung over his shoulder. He was waiting for his mom. When he saw him, Zim waved him over. "Why are you heard, earth boy?" Ace looked at Zim blankly. As well as everyone else down there, looked blank. "They can't find my sister. She was up there when it happened." Zim turned away. "Oh." He was busy watching all the students rush out the front door. Others were being hugged by family members flooding through the doors. He couldn't believe it.

"Ace..just what are terrorists?" The irken kept his voice in a whisper to his friend. Ace raised a brow. "People who have no regard for human-life." That sent Zim reeling. No possible Irken would go that far! He looked at him, curiously. "So other humans did this?" Ace turned away, scowling. "Yes, other people did this to us. Do you know how many people were killed? or are buried?" Ace sighed, just as his mother came bursting in the door. She eagerly pulled Ace into a hug before the two left. If i'm going to get out of here, it's going to be now. Zim thought to himself as he escaped down the steps of his High School, shoving open the front doors. He was hit in the face with showers of ash. Like it was snowing. His eyes twitched at the un-known substance and he began to run down the block. He just kept running, he wanted to get home fast.

His legs wouldn't stop until he got to the bus stop, the neighborhood was in an eerie stage. It was silent. Zim blinked, spotting somebody from his school just down the block. He pointed at him. "You! Earth boy! Is this 'bus' running?" The boy turned around, and looked at Zim. He shook his head. "Noooope." And continued to walk off. Zim was left to pull on his hair. "Curses! Looks like i'm going to have to walk..no time..must run!" Gloved hands were balled into fists at his sides as he took off running through the ashes. Nothing but three faces clouded his mind. And the ex-rival he would never see again. 'Don't think like that! He'll be okay, he's strong like that!'

The smell of fear, ripped at the atmosphere.