If Only It Were True
By: Kari T.
Chapter 2
She touched him. It made Dib's day, "I swear, I'll never wash this shoulder!" Dib said to Gaz as they walked home. Gaz gave him a weird look. "Okay, so I'll probably wash it sooner or later..."
"DIB! WAIT FOR ME!" came a voice from behind. Dib turned around, it was Bernadette. She caught up, her hair was now all frizzed because of the wind, but she was still beautiful to Dib. She brushed down her hair with her fingers, " I uh, walk home this way too," she said catching her breath.
" Cool, we can walk home together," Dib said so excited his voice squeaked a little.
Bernadette began to giggle.
"What?"
"I'm sorry but.. there's.. hee hee, a leaf in your hair..." she giggled.
Dib looked up at his hair, there was.
"Here, I'll get it," Bernadette said reaching up and snatching the leaf, "There."
"Now Dib's not gonna wash his hair," said Gaz.
"Gaz!" Dib exclaimed.
"What?" Bernadette asked confused.
"Nothing!" Dib said quickly, "Nothing."
The rest of their walk home was spent by Dib telling about all his paranormal experiences. He went on and on, hoping to impress Bernadette. They finally reached Bernadette's house.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" Dib asked as Bernadette opened the gate.
"Of course."
The next day at skool, Dib and Bernadette spent every moment with each other. Before skool, recess, and lunch, they were always together. They talked, laughed, and had a great time together. Dib was the happiest he had ever been in his life, should he tell Bernadette that? They'd only been friends for two days... but Dib's love for her grew bigger and bigger, stronger and stronger. It was so hard to keep himself from hugging her, and at one point he had the urge to bend over, and kiss her. He'd even forgotten about Zim, the biggest problem in his life, because when Bernadette was there, problems, depression, and loneliness disappeared.
And so the days went by... at every possible moment Dib was with Bernadette. He hadn't fought with Zim in two weeks, amazing. Dib even spent weekends with Bernadette if he could. Dib began to know Bernadette like the back of his hand.
Dib was always there for Bernadette. One day the "popular girls" began to pick on Bernadette because of her hair. Bernadette, not the fighting type, just stood there as they laughed at her. Dib was there in a flash, making remarks about their hair and "way-too-small T-shirts". Even though Bernadette at times told Dib that he shouldn't have done that, Dib felt proud, he felt like a brave hero.
Finally, Dib couldn't stand it any longer. He had to bring up the subject of love sometime.... "Bernadette?" he asked one Saturday as they walked home from a trip to the park. " How-- have you-- does your mom allow dating?"
"Dating? Well, yeah I remember on my 12th birthday she said it was OK... why?"
"Oh, just asking... Hey, if some guy asked you out, would you--"
"Say yes? Well, it depends who it is..."
" Lets say he's your age..."
"Yeah..."
"You've known him for a while now..."
"Uh huh..."
" And he spends lot's of time with y--"
"Dib?" Bernadette cutted in.
"Yeah?"
"We're not talking about any old guy, are we?"
"Well..." he looked at her. Her hair was blowing in the wind. He just noticed that they stopped walking. She looked more beautiful than ever. He gulped, "Bernadette, we've really gotten to know each other well... I remember--" he stopped. He felt it. This was it, this was the moment, he knew he was going to kiss her, he couldn't hold it any longer... he was just about to when he realized.... she was kissing him.
By: Kari T.
Chapter 2
She touched him. It made Dib's day, "I swear, I'll never wash this shoulder!" Dib said to Gaz as they walked home. Gaz gave him a weird look. "Okay, so I'll probably wash it sooner or later..."
"DIB! WAIT FOR ME!" came a voice from behind. Dib turned around, it was Bernadette. She caught up, her hair was now all frizzed because of the wind, but she was still beautiful to Dib. She brushed down her hair with her fingers, " I uh, walk home this way too," she said catching her breath.
" Cool, we can walk home together," Dib said so excited his voice squeaked a little.
Bernadette began to giggle.
"What?"
"I'm sorry but.. there's.. hee hee, a leaf in your hair..." she giggled.
Dib looked up at his hair, there was.
"Here, I'll get it," Bernadette said reaching up and snatching the leaf, "There."
"Now Dib's not gonna wash his hair," said Gaz.
"Gaz!" Dib exclaimed.
"What?" Bernadette asked confused.
"Nothing!" Dib said quickly, "Nothing."
The rest of their walk home was spent by Dib telling about all his paranormal experiences. He went on and on, hoping to impress Bernadette. They finally reached Bernadette's house.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" Dib asked as Bernadette opened the gate.
"Of course."
The next day at skool, Dib and Bernadette spent every moment with each other. Before skool, recess, and lunch, they were always together. They talked, laughed, and had a great time together. Dib was the happiest he had ever been in his life, should he tell Bernadette that? They'd only been friends for two days... but Dib's love for her grew bigger and bigger, stronger and stronger. It was so hard to keep himself from hugging her, and at one point he had the urge to bend over, and kiss her. He'd even forgotten about Zim, the biggest problem in his life, because when Bernadette was there, problems, depression, and loneliness disappeared.
And so the days went by... at every possible moment Dib was with Bernadette. He hadn't fought with Zim in two weeks, amazing. Dib even spent weekends with Bernadette if he could. Dib began to know Bernadette like the back of his hand.
Dib was always there for Bernadette. One day the "popular girls" began to pick on Bernadette because of her hair. Bernadette, not the fighting type, just stood there as they laughed at her. Dib was there in a flash, making remarks about their hair and "way-too-small T-shirts". Even though Bernadette at times told Dib that he shouldn't have done that, Dib felt proud, he felt like a brave hero.
Finally, Dib couldn't stand it any longer. He had to bring up the subject of love sometime.... "Bernadette?" he asked one Saturday as they walked home from a trip to the park. " How-- have you-- does your mom allow dating?"
"Dating? Well, yeah I remember on my 12th birthday she said it was OK... why?"
"Oh, just asking... Hey, if some guy asked you out, would you--"
"Say yes? Well, it depends who it is..."
" Lets say he's your age..."
"Yeah..."
"You've known him for a while now..."
"Uh huh..."
" And he spends lot's of time with y--"
"Dib?" Bernadette cutted in.
"Yeah?"
"We're not talking about any old guy, are we?"
"Well..." he looked at her. Her hair was blowing in the wind. He just noticed that they stopped walking. She looked more beautiful than ever. He gulped, "Bernadette, we've really gotten to know each other well... I remember--" he stopped. He felt it. This was it, this was the moment, he knew he was going to kiss her, he couldn't hold it any longer... he was just about to when he realized.... she was kissing him.