Ok, I'm back with chapter 4 here... Sorry it took so long for me to get it
posted. I just haven't really been in a story-writing mood lately. Plus I
have homework that needs to be tended to. And I am not online much anymore
because I am usually expecting Nathan to call, and I don't want him to get
a busy signal when he tries...
Also, don't forget that I have other great stories that you can read too! And if you like this one, then you're most likely sure to like some similar ones, such as 'Zim the Homicidal Maniac.' And I also have funny ones too. Remember that I'm not the author of just this story; I have many more. So if you like this story so far, go ahead and feel free to check out some of my other stories. And if you like those please review them for me! Thanks!
Remember that I own myself, and nobody else... That is, unless I decide to put somebody else in here that is real and not owned by Jhonen.... Mmmyep. Well, that wraps it up for the introduction here; hope you enjoy chapter 4! Oh, and this story takes place on Monday. I didn't have any ideas for the weekend, so I sorta skipped it and just started this chapter on Monday. Besides, I think it's easier to write the scenes in a familiar place; like the Skool. Ok, I'll be quiet and let you read now.
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The Traitor, ch 4
By GothicAngel
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"Stop shoving me, dammit!" Dib yelled to the crowd around him as everybody tried to squeeze into the small entrance doorway of the skool.
"Shut up freak. We'll shove you if we want to!" an anonymous voice yelled from the left.
Finally, after Dib had made it past the doorway, the crowd spread out a little and he was able to move more freely through the hallways; but not by much. The skool was pretty packed.
Dib arrived at his locker and twisted the combination into place. He pulled the locker door open and threw his backpack in, just as Taryn walked up behind him, being pushed by the mob of people.
"Hey, watch where you're going!" she shouted as she pushed her way through to Dib's locker. "You know, we need a new highskool."
"Yeah, I know... but don't complain to me about it. I have been dealing with it for about the past three years," Dib stated as he grabbed his science book off the floor of the locker.
After the hallways had cleared out a little, Dib and Taryn had casual conversation for a minute or so. Talking about paranormal, and Zim, and anything else they could think of.
Little did Dib know; Taryn had arrived at skool with all sorts of spying devices that Zim had supplied her with. They were invisible to the unsuspecting eye. She had a special contact lens in that was a camera, but it looked like a normal lens. Anything she looked at, the camera saw. She also had a ring on her finger that was a voice recorder. She could press the stone in, and it would start recording. And last but not least, she wore her normal-looking watch. But it was, of course, not normal at all.
Dib slammed his locker door shut, it decided it didn't want to close, and flew back open. Dib grunted in frustration and took both hands, and shoved the door shut. It still didn't want to close; but this time it snapped off its hinges and fell to the floor.
Dib watched as the locker door clattered noisily to the floor. "Oh, that's just PERFECT," he said sarcastically.
Taryn stifled some laughter, and then suddenly exploded. Dib looked at her, questioning this sudden outburst. She just pointed to the door on the floor and continued to laugh.
The scene replayed in Dib's head. He then laughed himself. It was pretty funny; seeing the locker door come flying off like that. Nevertheless, he bent over, picking up the metal door, and tried to put it back on the hinges. He shoved the door on the opening in the wall.
"There.... I think it's-" before he could finish his sentence, the door fell off again hit the floor. This only caused Taryn to laugh harder. Tears started rolling down her cheeks from laughing so hard.
Dib just sighed and picked the door up again. He turned it sideways and shoved it in his locker. At least he didn't have anything valuable that would get stolen.
~~
Dib stood in the hallway by the gym, leaning against the wall. The bell had just rung symbolizing the end of fourth period. Dib wasn't in any hurry; it didn't matter to him if he was late to social studies or not. He put his hands into his pockets, and found something. Feeling it with his fingers for a moment, he then pulled out the small, neatly folded piece of paper. Taryn had given it to him in first period class, and he had completely forgotten about it until now.
He glanced around; the halls had pretty much cleared out by now. All that was left were a few students hurrying off to class, and lovers leaning against the lockers, sneaking kisses when nobody was looking.
Dib opened the note. His eyes quickly scanned over the note. He started to go back up to the top and start reading, but something caught his eye. He brought the paper close to his face, and squinted at it. In the middle of the paper, something had been written before, but was then erased. Dib could still slightly see the lead from the pencil, but he couldn't make any sense out of it. It looked like a language all of its own, with shapes, and symbolic-looking things.
'Japanese?' Dib thought to himself, 'No, it can't be... Chinese?' he closely studied the strange, almost invisible shapes. He had seen something like this before... some kind of writing like this, but he couldn't remember where... Then realization hit him hard. He felt his heart leap all the way up into his throat.
'This writing...' he thought to himself, 'I have seen it in Zim's base... This writing is Irken. Taryn.... she's...'
"She's working for Zim," he muttered out loud to himself, not believing his own voice. He then took off running down the hallway.
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Sorry that chapter was short, but I had to finish it up there kinda quick because Nathan just called and I am talking to him on the phone right now. So, please be nice, and review for me. Hopefully I will be back with chapter 5 sometime in the near future. Thankies for reading, and I hope that the giant rats don't come and chew the top of your head off, and munch greedily on your brain. Now, have a nice day!
Also, don't forget that I have other great stories that you can read too! And if you like this one, then you're most likely sure to like some similar ones, such as 'Zim the Homicidal Maniac.' And I also have funny ones too. Remember that I'm not the author of just this story; I have many more. So if you like this story so far, go ahead and feel free to check out some of my other stories. And if you like those please review them for me! Thanks!
Remember that I own myself, and nobody else... That is, unless I decide to put somebody else in here that is real and not owned by Jhonen.... Mmmyep. Well, that wraps it up for the introduction here; hope you enjoy chapter 4! Oh, and this story takes place on Monday. I didn't have any ideas for the weekend, so I sorta skipped it and just started this chapter on Monday. Besides, I think it's easier to write the scenes in a familiar place; like the Skool. Ok, I'll be quiet and let you read now.
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The Traitor, ch 4
By GothicAngel
~~
"Stop shoving me, dammit!" Dib yelled to the crowd around him as everybody tried to squeeze into the small entrance doorway of the skool.
"Shut up freak. We'll shove you if we want to!" an anonymous voice yelled from the left.
Finally, after Dib had made it past the doorway, the crowd spread out a little and he was able to move more freely through the hallways; but not by much. The skool was pretty packed.
Dib arrived at his locker and twisted the combination into place. He pulled the locker door open and threw his backpack in, just as Taryn walked up behind him, being pushed by the mob of people.
"Hey, watch where you're going!" she shouted as she pushed her way through to Dib's locker. "You know, we need a new highskool."
"Yeah, I know... but don't complain to me about it. I have been dealing with it for about the past three years," Dib stated as he grabbed his science book off the floor of the locker.
After the hallways had cleared out a little, Dib and Taryn had casual conversation for a minute or so. Talking about paranormal, and Zim, and anything else they could think of.
Little did Dib know; Taryn had arrived at skool with all sorts of spying devices that Zim had supplied her with. They were invisible to the unsuspecting eye. She had a special contact lens in that was a camera, but it looked like a normal lens. Anything she looked at, the camera saw. She also had a ring on her finger that was a voice recorder. She could press the stone in, and it would start recording. And last but not least, she wore her normal-looking watch. But it was, of course, not normal at all.
Dib slammed his locker door shut, it decided it didn't want to close, and flew back open. Dib grunted in frustration and took both hands, and shoved the door shut. It still didn't want to close; but this time it snapped off its hinges and fell to the floor.
Dib watched as the locker door clattered noisily to the floor. "Oh, that's just PERFECT," he said sarcastically.
Taryn stifled some laughter, and then suddenly exploded. Dib looked at her, questioning this sudden outburst. She just pointed to the door on the floor and continued to laugh.
The scene replayed in Dib's head. He then laughed himself. It was pretty funny; seeing the locker door come flying off like that. Nevertheless, he bent over, picking up the metal door, and tried to put it back on the hinges. He shoved the door on the opening in the wall.
"There.... I think it's-" before he could finish his sentence, the door fell off again hit the floor. This only caused Taryn to laugh harder. Tears started rolling down her cheeks from laughing so hard.
Dib just sighed and picked the door up again. He turned it sideways and shoved it in his locker. At least he didn't have anything valuable that would get stolen.
~~
Dib stood in the hallway by the gym, leaning against the wall. The bell had just rung symbolizing the end of fourth period. Dib wasn't in any hurry; it didn't matter to him if he was late to social studies or not. He put his hands into his pockets, and found something. Feeling it with his fingers for a moment, he then pulled out the small, neatly folded piece of paper. Taryn had given it to him in first period class, and he had completely forgotten about it until now.
He glanced around; the halls had pretty much cleared out by now. All that was left were a few students hurrying off to class, and lovers leaning against the lockers, sneaking kisses when nobody was looking.
Dib opened the note. His eyes quickly scanned over the note. He started to go back up to the top and start reading, but something caught his eye. He brought the paper close to his face, and squinted at it. In the middle of the paper, something had been written before, but was then erased. Dib could still slightly see the lead from the pencil, but he couldn't make any sense out of it. It looked like a language all of its own, with shapes, and symbolic-looking things.
'Japanese?' Dib thought to himself, 'No, it can't be... Chinese?' he closely studied the strange, almost invisible shapes. He had seen something like this before... some kind of writing like this, but he couldn't remember where... Then realization hit him hard. He felt his heart leap all the way up into his throat.
'This writing...' he thought to himself, 'I have seen it in Zim's base... This writing is Irken. Taryn.... she's...'
"She's working for Zim," he muttered out loud to himself, not believing his own voice. He then took off running down the hallway.
~~
Sorry that chapter was short, but I had to finish it up there kinda quick because Nathan just called and I am talking to him on the phone right now. So, please be nice, and review for me. Hopefully I will be back with chapter 5 sometime in the near future. Thankies for reading, and I hope that the giant rats don't come and chew the top of your head off, and munch greedily on your brain. Now, have a nice day!