Yes Sir
Chapter 2
Skool
Zinara entered the office. A lady with brown short curly hair sat at a desk, "Hello, you must be the new student," she said. Zinara nodded. "Well, I need you to fill out a few papers..." the lady said, handing Zinara some paperwork.
Zinara filled out her name, address, phone number, etc. For age she put 16, Zim had told her to do this, so it would look like she was Zim's younger sister by one year. Next she came across a paper labeled "Electives" she looked at it puzzled, "What's this?" asked Zinara.
"There, you put down what extra activity you would like," she said handing Zinara a list of electives, "You may pick two."
Zinara looked over the list, "Choir? That's singing, right?"
"Yes."
"I want that."
"And what else?"
"Drama! Heh heh, it sounds dramatic!"
The lady laughed, "OK then, choir and drama. I see you like to entertain... Let me type up your schedule, get your locker number, and you may leave to your first period class."
Zinara entered her first period class. All the eyes in the classroom fell upon her. The teacher, Mr. Keller walked up to her, "You must be Zinara. Please, take a seat."
Zinara walked to a seat located at the back of the room, one by one, the eyes of the other students left her, but she felt scared and out of place.
"Class," Mr. Keller began, "Please open your text books."
Zinara turned to the boy who sat next to her, he sighed. Not knowing that this boy was Zim's enemy she said, "Do you not like drama?"
"I joined it to help with technical stuff, you know the microphones and lights, not acting," said Dib, not knowing she was an alien.
The teacher ordered them to read Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven", "It's very tricky to read aloud," said Mr. Keller, "It will help you pronounce words more clearly. Find a partner and take turns reading verses."
Zinara turned to Dib, "Would you like to be my partner?"
"You wanna be my partner-- I mean... yeah, OK."
" I'll start," said Zinara, "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-- While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '"Tis some visitor,"' I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-- Only this and nothing more." OK, your turn."
" Wow, you're good," said Dib. He cleared his throat, "Ah, distinctly I re--"
"No, no," interrupted Zinara, "The 'Ah" should have more feeling to it! Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. Try again."
"OK... AH, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December."
"Better... continue."
The two of them said the poem, Zinara stopping Dib every here and there, giving him tips. " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted-- nevermore!" the two of them finished in unison.
"That was good!" said Zinara.
"I must admit, it was pretty fun."
The bell rang, "Well see you later!" exclaimed Zinara fleeing the classroom.
"Bye!" Dib called after her. "Hey wait what's--" it was too late, she was gone, "your name..." he finished quietly to himself.
Zinara took a seat at the lunch tables next to Zim. "So how's skool so far?" asked Zim.
"OK... I made friends with a human." Zim shot her a look of anger, "What, is that bad?"
Zim swallowed his anger, "Zinara," he began as calmly as he could, "Humans are nothing but filthy, idiotic, stink-beasts, you don't need one for a friend."
Zinara frowned, "Yes sir." She made a face which made Zim pity her.
"OK.... fine! One friend. ONE."
"Oh, thank you Zim!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever! Who is this human friend?"
"Actually I didn't catch his name, I-- Oh, there he is!" Zinara began waving her arms, signaling Dib to come over.
"Who? Where?" Zim asked.
"Right here. Coming this way, sir."
Dib reached Zinara and Zim, but had not noticed Zim. Zinara smiled, "This is my um, brother, " she said signaling to Zim.
Zim and Dib froze, each one of them not believing Zinara. "No!" said Zim, "Not THIS human!"
"Your... brother?" Dib said shocked.
"What's wrong Zim?" asked Zinara.
"This is Dib!" exclaimed Zim.
"But... it couldn't be! He... he seemed so nice!" Zinara said shaking her head, not wanting to believe Zim.
"Your brother!?" Dib said again, he still couldn't believe it,
"Zinara, I forbid you to speak to this stink-human!" Zim ordered.
"Zim..."
"I forbid you!"
"... Yes sir."
Chapter 2
Skool
Zinara entered the office. A lady with brown short curly hair sat at a desk, "Hello, you must be the new student," she said. Zinara nodded. "Well, I need you to fill out a few papers..." the lady said, handing Zinara some paperwork.
Zinara filled out her name, address, phone number, etc. For age she put 16, Zim had told her to do this, so it would look like she was Zim's younger sister by one year. Next she came across a paper labeled "Electives" she looked at it puzzled, "What's this?" asked Zinara.
"There, you put down what extra activity you would like," she said handing Zinara a list of electives, "You may pick two."
Zinara looked over the list, "Choir? That's singing, right?"
"Yes."
"I want that."
"And what else?"
"Drama! Heh heh, it sounds dramatic!"
The lady laughed, "OK then, choir and drama. I see you like to entertain... Let me type up your schedule, get your locker number, and you may leave to your first period class."
Zinara entered her first period class. All the eyes in the classroom fell upon her. The teacher, Mr. Keller walked up to her, "You must be Zinara. Please, take a seat."
Zinara walked to a seat located at the back of the room, one by one, the eyes of the other students left her, but she felt scared and out of place.
"Class," Mr. Keller began, "Please open your text books."
Zinara turned to the boy who sat next to her, he sighed. Not knowing that this boy was Zim's enemy she said, "Do you not like drama?"
"I joined it to help with technical stuff, you know the microphones and lights, not acting," said Dib, not knowing she was an alien.
The teacher ordered them to read Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven", "It's very tricky to read aloud," said Mr. Keller, "It will help you pronounce words more clearly. Find a partner and take turns reading verses."
Zinara turned to Dib, "Would you like to be my partner?"
"You wanna be my partner-- I mean... yeah, OK."
" I'll start," said Zinara, "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore-- While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. '"Tis some visitor,"' I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-- Only this and nothing more." OK, your turn."
" Wow, you're good," said Dib. He cleared his throat, "Ah, distinctly I re--"
"No, no," interrupted Zinara, "The 'Ah" should have more feeling to it! Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December. Try again."
"OK... AH, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December."
"Better... continue."
The two of them said the poem, Zinara stopping Dib every here and there, giving him tips. " And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted-- nevermore!" the two of them finished in unison.
"That was good!" said Zinara.
"I must admit, it was pretty fun."
The bell rang, "Well see you later!" exclaimed Zinara fleeing the classroom.
"Bye!" Dib called after her. "Hey wait what's--" it was too late, she was gone, "your name..." he finished quietly to himself.
Zinara took a seat at the lunch tables next to Zim. "So how's skool so far?" asked Zim.
"OK... I made friends with a human." Zim shot her a look of anger, "What, is that bad?"
Zim swallowed his anger, "Zinara," he began as calmly as he could, "Humans are nothing but filthy, idiotic, stink-beasts, you don't need one for a friend."
Zinara frowned, "Yes sir." She made a face which made Zim pity her.
"OK.... fine! One friend. ONE."
"Oh, thank you Zim!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever! Who is this human friend?"
"Actually I didn't catch his name, I-- Oh, there he is!" Zinara began waving her arms, signaling Dib to come over.
"Who? Where?" Zim asked.
"Right here. Coming this way, sir."
Dib reached Zinara and Zim, but had not noticed Zim. Zinara smiled, "This is my um, brother, " she said signaling to Zim.
Zim and Dib froze, each one of them not believing Zinara. "No!" said Zim, "Not THIS human!"
"Your... brother?" Dib said shocked.
"What's wrong Zim?" asked Zinara.
"This is Dib!" exclaimed Zim.
"But... it couldn't be! He... he seemed so nice!" Zinara said shaking her head, not wanting to believe Zim.
"Your brother!?" Dib said again, he still couldn't believe it,
"Zinara, I forbid you to speak to this stink-human!" Zim ordered.
"Zim..."
"I forbid you!"
"... Yes sir."