This chapter is dedicated to: Amethyst Soul! Geez, twice in a row! Thank
you for liking my story so much. The two others I would like to mention are
Red Destiny for just wanting... "MOOOOORE! MORE, I TELL YOU! MORE!" And also,
I want to thank Chloe the Homicidal Maniac for wasting her time to give me a
long flame which I couldn't care less about.
"That's Silef, Dib," Gaz said, not making eye contact. She pointed ahead.
"Geez, don't you ever read the board anymore, Dib?"
"You're such an angry girl," Dib said. He looked back up at the blackboard,
and read the message to himself. 'Welcome, Silef,' he read to himself. 'I'm
sure you'll be just as miserable as my other students.' Dib turned his head
to the back of the room, where Silef was sitting, looking straight ahead. 'I
sure hope she doesn't end up miserable,' Dib thought. 'The only kids in this
class with any real sense are Gaz, I hate to say it, but Zim, and me. We
could use someone else who hasn't been brainwashed.'
Dib sat down in a chair three rows in front of Silef. She had a shirt and
backpack exactly like Zim's, gloves just like Zim's, and the same strange
black hair as Zim. But now way she could be an Irken. She was to pretty for
that!
"No chances, Dib," he whispered to himself. "Even if it means disappointing
myself terribly."
Dib got up, and walked over to the water fountain in the back of the room,
while Zim leaned over, and whispered in Silef's ear, "See that kid with the
leather jacket, and spikey hair?" he said. "That's Dib. Stay away from him.
Way away. You don't want to get mixed up with him." Zim pointed to Gaz, who
was angrilly cracking a pencil apart in her fist. "Over there, that's Gaz. I
think she skipped a grade, but that's not what we need to worry about.
Really, Gaz is really vengful. She's sarcastic, and is always insulting
things...Dib especially. Never use her for an umbrella."
"What would I need one of those for?" Silef asked. "I don't even know what
they are!"
"You need an umbrella, Silef," Zim said. "Water will cause you discomfort. I,
on the other hand, have found a way to keep water from hurting me. I AM
WORTHY!!!"
Silef threw the pencil Zim had chucked at her earlier back at him. She
glared at her brother. "Zim, do you really need to shout?" She looked at him
curiously. "Now what is this water you speak of?"
"You'll find out later," Zim said. "Quickly, be quiet. Dib's coming." Zim
looked up at nothing in particular, and started twiddling his fingers,
humming something offkey.
Dib looked like he was going to walk by them, and go bother someone else. But
right before he was about to pass Silef, he paused, sighed, and tapped her
on the shoulder.
"What do you want?" she asked, moving nothing except her eyes to meet his.
She tore her eyes away after a second, and looked ahead. Mindlessly, she
started to do exactly what Zim was doing.
"I just wanted to say that I hope you like it here," Dib said.
Silef didn't even look at him this time. She stopped humming just to get her
words out, before she started humming absentmindedly again. "Thank you, Dib.
Many would not have cared. Now I suggest that you go back to your seat before
Ms. Bitters gets us all into trouble."
"Sure, sure," Dib said. Halfway back to his seat, he stopped at the sink,
and turned it on so slightly that it only dripped slowly. Hearing the soft,
but annoying noise, Silef looked at the sink. She eyed the water dripping out
of it nervously. She had never seen anything like it before.
"Zim, what is that...stuff, that is making such a horrible and annoying
sound?" She pointed to the sink with an angry look on her face, unaware that
Dib was watching her every move, though he was unanble to hear what she was
saying. His eyes narrowed.
"She sure is talking to Zim a lot," he said, half because of jealousy, and
half because of suspision. "No one ever talks to me. I tried to talk to her,
but she only looked at me for two seconds; and there she is talking to Zim
for five minutes! She looks like she has brains! Can't she see he's an
alien?"
"Oh Dib, shut up," Gaz said, still looking tearing her already mutilated
pencil apart. "If no one here thinks he's an alien, she has no reason to."
"Maybe because she IS an alien!" Dib shrieked. He punched his desk with his
fist.
"Dib," Gaz said menacingly, "I need you to shut up...NOW!"
"I'm sorry, I got upset." Dib looked back over at Zim and Silef.
"That is water, Silef," Zim said. "Don't touch it, don't drink it, don't do
anything! Just stay away from the water!" Zim suddenly broke down. "It will
melt you! Melt you! STAY AWAY FROM THE LIIIIIGHT!!!" Zim pointed ahead of
him. "AT THE END OF THE TUNNEEEEELLLL!"
Silef looked back at the sink, where the water was still dripping. She could
do anything Zim could do. She could do it better! Silef glared at Zim, and
got out of her seat. When Zim saw where she was going, he started to hollar
at her at the top of his lungs.
"NO! DON'T TOUCH IT! STAY AWAY! YOU'LL SIZZLE LIKE YOU DID THIS MORNING!
NOOOO!"
"Zim, you miserable, pathetic, imbesilic moron!" Ms. Bitters yelled. "Sit
down, and shut your ugly mouth!"
Gaz started laughing at Zim, which earned both her and Zim an extra hundred
math problems, and a five thousand word essay on why having fun is bad.
Silef, on the other hand, stuck her glove under the sink, and twisted the
knob, making more water come out. She looked at Zim, grinning, and then
realized that her hand was sizzling and steaming.
"Ahhh!!!" she shrieked. She jumped back into her seat, and started waving
her hand. "I'm melting! I'M MELTING!"
"SHE'S AN ALIEN!" Dib cried, jumping up. "Just like you, Zim! I'll get you
both! The Earth will never be yours!" He stood in the middle of the room,
and started laughing like a maniac. It was when he stopped that he noticed
everyone was staring at him like he was a lunatic.
"Fine!" he yelled with a wild look in his eyes. He started pointing at
everyone. "You sit back while there's two aliens in class trying to take over
the world!"
"Stop it, Dib!" Silef stood up, calmly. "I'm insulted, Dib. Zim certainly
isn't an alien, and as his sister, I can't possibly be one either."
"S-s-sister?" Dib's eyes glazed over, and he fainted.
Ms. Bitters took one look at him, shrugged, and turned back to everyone else
who was staring at the body on the floor. Gaz was laughing.
"I see nothing wrong!" she snapped. "What are you staring at? Get back to
work!"
"But shouldn't he go to the nurse or something?" Silef asked.
"No!" Ms. Bitters said, steam practically coming out of her ears. "There is
nothing wrong here! GET BACK TO WORK!!!"
When Ms. Bitters back was turned, Gaz took out a piece of paper, wrote
something on it, folded it into a paper airplane, and chucked it at Zim's
head. Zim unfolded the paper, and looked at the five letter message.
'I know what you are'
you for liking my story so much. The two others I would like to mention are
Red Destiny for just wanting... "MOOOOORE! MORE, I TELL YOU! MORE!" And also,
I want to thank Chloe the Homicidal Maniac for wasting her time to give me a
long flame which I couldn't care less about.
"That's Silef, Dib," Gaz said, not making eye contact. She pointed ahead.
"Geez, don't you ever read the board anymore, Dib?"
"You're such an angry girl," Dib said. He looked back up at the blackboard,
and read the message to himself. 'Welcome, Silef,' he read to himself. 'I'm
sure you'll be just as miserable as my other students.' Dib turned his head
to the back of the room, where Silef was sitting, looking straight ahead. 'I
sure hope she doesn't end up miserable,' Dib thought. 'The only kids in this
class with any real sense are Gaz, I hate to say it, but Zim, and me. We
could use someone else who hasn't been brainwashed.'
Dib sat down in a chair three rows in front of Silef. She had a shirt and
backpack exactly like Zim's, gloves just like Zim's, and the same strange
black hair as Zim. But now way she could be an Irken. She was to pretty for
that!
"No chances, Dib," he whispered to himself. "Even if it means disappointing
myself terribly."
Dib got up, and walked over to the water fountain in the back of the room,
while Zim leaned over, and whispered in Silef's ear, "See that kid with the
leather jacket, and spikey hair?" he said. "That's Dib. Stay away from him.
Way away. You don't want to get mixed up with him." Zim pointed to Gaz, who
was angrilly cracking a pencil apart in her fist. "Over there, that's Gaz. I
think she skipped a grade, but that's not what we need to worry about.
Really, Gaz is really vengful. She's sarcastic, and is always insulting
things...Dib especially. Never use her for an umbrella."
"What would I need one of those for?" Silef asked. "I don't even know what
they are!"
"You need an umbrella, Silef," Zim said. "Water will cause you discomfort. I,
on the other hand, have found a way to keep water from hurting me. I AM
WORTHY!!!"
Silef threw the pencil Zim had chucked at her earlier back at him. She
glared at her brother. "Zim, do you really need to shout?" She looked at him
curiously. "Now what is this water you speak of?"
"You'll find out later," Zim said. "Quickly, be quiet. Dib's coming." Zim
looked up at nothing in particular, and started twiddling his fingers,
humming something offkey.
Dib looked like he was going to walk by them, and go bother someone else. But
right before he was about to pass Silef, he paused, sighed, and tapped her
on the shoulder.
"What do you want?" she asked, moving nothing except her eyes to meet his.
She tore her eyes away after a second, and looked ahead. Mindlessly, she
started to do exactly what Zim was doing.
"I just wanted to say that I hope you like it here," Dib said.
Silef didn't even look at him this time. She stopped humming just to get her
words out, before she started humming absentmindedly again. "Thank you, Dib.
Many would not have cared. Now I suggest that you go back to your seat before
Ms. Bitters gets us all into trouble."
"Sure, sure," Dib said. Halfway back to his seat, he stopped at the sink,
and turned it on so slightly that it only dripped slowly. Hearing the soft,
but annoying noise, Silef looked at the sink. She eyed the water dripping out
of it nervously. She had never seen anything like it before.
"Zim, what is that...stuff, that is making such a horrible and annoying
sound?" She pointed to the sink with an angry look on her face, unaware that
Dib was watching her every move, though he was unanble to hear what she was
saying. His eyes narrowed.
"She sure is talking to Zim a lot," he said, half because of jealousy, and
half because of suspision. "No one ever talks to me. I tried to talk to her,
but she only looked at me for two seconds; and there she is talking to Zim
for five minutes! She looks like she has brains! Can't she see he's an
alien?"
"Oh Dib, shut up," Gaz said, still looking tearing her already mutilated
pencil apart. "If no one here thinks he's an alien, she has no reason to."
"Maybe because she IS an alien!" Dib shrieked. He punched his desk with his
fist.
"Dib," Gaz said menacingly, "I need you to shut up...NOW!"
"I'm sorry, I got upset." Dib looked back over at Zim and Silef.
"That is water, Silef," Zim said. "Don't touch it, don't drink it, don't do
anything! Just stay away from the water!" Zim suddenly broke down. "It will
melt you! Melt you! STAY AWAY FROM THE LIIIIIGHT!!!" Zim pointed ahead of
him. "AT THE END OF THE TUNNEEEEELLLL!"
Silef looked back at the sink, where the water was still dripping. She could
do anything Zim could do. She could do it better! Silef glared at Zim, and
got out of her seat. When Zim saw where she was going, he started to hollar
at her at the top of his lungs.
"NO! DON'T TOUCH IT! STAY AWAY! YOU'LL SIZZLE LIKE YOU DID THIS MORNING!
NOOOO!"
"Zim, you miserable, pathetic, imbesilic moron!" Ms. Bitters yelled. "Sit
down, and shut your ugly mouth!"
Gaz started laughing at Zim, which earned both her and Zim an extra hundred
math problems, and a five thousand word essay on why having fun is bad.
Silef, on the other hand, stuck her glove under the sink, and twisted the
knob, making more water come out. She looked at Zim, grinning, and then
realized that her hand was sizzling and steaming.
"Ahhh!!!" she shrieked. She jumped back into her seat, and started waving
her hand. "I'm melting! I'M MELTING!"
"SHE'S AN ALIEN!" Dib cried, jumping up. "Just like you, Zim! I'll get you
both! The Earth will never be yours!" He stood in the middle of the room,
and started laughing like a maniac. It was when he stopped that he noticed
everyone was staring at him like he was a lunatic.
"Fine!" he yelled with a wild look in his eyes. He started pointing at
everyone. "You sit back while there's two aliens in class trying to take over
the world!"
"Stop it, Dib!" Silef stood up, calmly. "I'm insulted, Dib. Zim certainly
isn't an alien, and as his sister, I can't possibly be one either."
"S-s-sister?" Dib's eyes glazed over, and he fainted.
Ms. Bitters took one look at him, shrugged, and turned back to everyone else
who was staring at the body on the floor. Gaz was laughing.
"I see nothing wrong!" she snapped. "What are you staring at? Get back to
work!"
"But shouldn't he go to the nurse or something?" Silef asked.
"No!" Ms. Bitters said, steam practically coming out of her ears. "There is
nothing wrong here! GET BACK TO WORK!!!"
When Ms. Bitters back was turned, Gaz took out a piece of paper, wrote
something on it, folded it into a paper airplane, and chucked it at Zim's
head. Zim unfolded the paper, and looked at the five letter message.
'I know what you are'
