-Catch me as I fall. Say you're here and it's all over now. Speaking to the atmosphere, no one's here and I fall into myself. I'm frightened by what I see, but somehow I know that there's much more to come. Immobilized by my fear, and soon to be blinded by tears, I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away.-
Summary: Humanity is so over rated. So convinced that they're superior, so ignorant, that they forget to listen to those who are different than what they perceive as normal. But one day, their "superiority" will be their downfall. Those who are different are not always insane.
Hello. This chapter is going to be kind of angsty at the beginning, but I tried to make her seem less like she was identical to Dib. Even though I already had intentions to write it like this, I strived to make sure that she didn't turn out like a Mary-Sue. Now I'm praying that you guys don't just come over to my house, after reading this chapter, as an angry mob and stone me to death. Yep, that's right, I said stone. But aside from that, please tell me if she's still kind of turning out like a "Little-Miss-Perfect."
Dibsthe1- See, what was happening was, she came over to the High Skool to watch her brother get picked on as usual, and realized this senior was trying to stuff him into a locker. So she told him that he wouldn't fit and they starting arguing, then BOOM! We're where we are at the beginning of chapter 2. I was gonna make that the beginning, but I decided not to. Ok, I'll try my best to explain: Um...she would be cool if she didn't make Dib's life a living Hell.
Yeah, I realized that I had better make them more different or I'd be getting bad reviews. I hope that I succeeded in both making them different and not making her a Mary-Sue. The waffles part just came to me, very much like the "people who are different are not always insane," and what-not. I had a little difficulty trying to explain what Ami thought of the whole scene, but I guess it played out right in the end. I agree, friends should always help friends with problems.
The Maine Coon Cat- She seems a little less perfect not, doesn't she? I'm probably just being paranoid about it, but...paranoid people rock! Just look at Dib! My story went on your favorite's list? My story...on...s-someone's f-f-favorite's list? faints and gets rushed to the hospital Thanks! I'm so happy now...all the time...IT'S GREAT!
Calisto-divine-blue- Ok, that's good. I'm probably gonna get a warning of hostility after this chapter though. Dib is just so...OOC, and after you said that I did a good job getting them IC too. Oh well, that's for you (the reader) to decide and for me (the writer) to find out, isn't it?
So here's the disclaimer. I don't own Invader Zim. I don't own Evanescence. I don't own Evanescence's song Away From Me. Well, I do in my sad, little fantasy world, but in reality, all I have to my name (that's worth saying here) is my CD collection.
Away From Me
I hold my breath as this life starts to take its toll,
I hide behind a smile as this perfect plan unfolds.
She sighed; a sad, hollow sound that was yanked from the bottom, darkest crevice in her heart. She hated herself, she just loathed herself...Ami couldn't remember how long she had been sitting there, or how long her tears had been rolling softly down her cheeks. But the glaring red numbers on her alarm clock said that the hour was fifteen past midnight. Her step-mother had no right to say or do that to her. She stood up and walked across the room to look into her reflection in her mirror. The eyeliner under her eyes was running hideously, the skin around her eyes was puffy and red yet sunken in(like that of a skeleton), and, now wearing just a purple shirt and her black pajama pants, her ribs could be seen if she pulled her shirt tight enough around her. She put her fingers to the glass; barely touching the cold, hard surface with her fingertips.
A clanking noise came from her window, causing her to jump and wear an expression that made her look more fatigued. Slowly, she walked across her room to the moonlit pane of glass. Stars specked the sky on the other side of the window as she stared ahead, not sure of what to think. Another clank and Ami found herself moving quicker to see what the interruption was.
But oh, God, I feel like I've been lied to,
Lost all faith in all the things I have achieved.
"Hey!" A very familiar voice called from in the bushes below. "Hey, it's me!"
A tight feeling appeared in her chest as she pushed open the lock and lifted the pane up. The boy calling her name reached inside his coat and took out an elaborant device. He began to scale the side of her house with it, and soon he was in front of her, trying to climb through.
She grabbed his arm and pulled him forward, trying to help him in. She failed, and he flipped over once before falling flat on his face on her floor.
"Hi," He muttered, rubbing his jaw.
"Um...Are you alright?" She cautiously grabbed his arm again to help him up and onto her bed. Then she stood in front of him and observed him, wondering what in God's name had possessed him to come to her at a quarter after midnight.
And I've woken up now to find myself,
In the shadows of all I have created.
He gazed at her for the first actual time that night and he stopped rubbing his sore head.
"I should be the one asking you that. I can see your ribs! And your eyes look sunken in, too," He pasted on a worried expression. She just glanced at the floor and held her arm in her hand. "I know we haven't known each other long, but I think that we're close enough to be best friends. Now, will you please tell me what's wrong?"
She whispered something intelligible.
"Huh?"
"I said it's none of your business. Why should you even care? No one else does..." She immediately slapped her hand over her mouth, realizing that she had bled out too much information.
"I DO care...I told you, I felt like I knew you."
"I still don't understand. We just met."
I'm longing to be lost in you,
Away from this place I have made.
"Well, I had this dream where I took a whole bottle of some sort of pills, and then I ran through the park. It was winter, because I could remember the raw feeling of my bare feet in the snow." A questionable look came from Ami as she sat down next to him and he continued talking. "Then I fainted, and the last thing I remember was seeing a beautiful girl with black hair and a long, swaying trench coat running towards me with a caring look that no one had ever given me before. That girl was identical to you."
She was silent for a moment, for she was deep in thought. "How can you think I'm beautiful if you don't even know what my personality is like?"
The question was barely audible, but Dib could make out exactly what she said.
"Because you are beautiful," He gazed into her eyes and she almost smiled back. "And I'm sure you're a great person."
"You've got to be kidding..."
"No."
"If you only knew."
Dib stared at her. "You know, I was never one to believe in love at first sight, but..." Her eyes perked up at the last few words and she turned to stare back at him. "I think that I love you."
Won't you take me away from me?
The only sound that was heard throughout the room was a stereo somewhere in the distance. Ami studied Dib for several minutes, trying to find a sliver of a thought inside her mind. Nothing could explain how the tight feeling in her chest had gotten even tighter when he moved closer to her.
They decreased the negative space between each other and met in the center, locking their lips in the most pleasant kiss that either had experienced. Or rather, the first kiss either had experienced. The tingling that his lip's gave her's made her want to put her arms around him, and she did. It wasn't all that long, like the stereotypical kisses in romance novels. Dib's cheeks turned a deep red when they pulled apart to look at each other.
On an impulse, she reached up to touch his cheek. He put his hand on her's.
"You're so cold," He stated. "Where's your coat?"
"My...I lost it..." She hated to lie, especially to this boy whom had just kissed her.
He pulled his arms out of the sleeves of his own coat and placed it around her shoulders. "Here. Hold onto it for a while, ok?" He said gently.
He stood and walked over to the window, but Ami stopped him.
"Dib?" He turned with a calm look on his face.
"Does this mean that we're...more than friends?" The words that came out were foreign to her, as if she was speaking in a different language.
Crawling through this world as disease flows through my veins.
I look into myself, but my own heart has been changed.
"That depends on what you want," He said smoothly. "I've never had a girlfriend before though, so if you want someone with more...experience...then I guess we don't have to be but...I would like it if we were...an item. It's completely up to you though."
His head was tilted downward but his eyes were looking straight forward and he was rubbing his neck to the point where it was beginning to become red.
"You won't like me anymore when you get to know me better."
"Oh, don't say that; what if I do?" He smiled and made his way back over to her.
"You won't. Believe me..." She closed her eyes as tears sprung to them again.
It was then that something warm wrapped around her waist, and she opened her eyes to find that Dib was hugging her. He pulled her up to her feet and stood there, unmoving. She placed her arms hesitantly around his neck and his trench coat fell off of her shoulders to the floor.
Outside, snow began falling lightly to the ground, creating an amazing view of the city in the distance.
"I better go," Dib said, picking up his trench coat and placing it back on her shoulders. "Get some sleep."
With those last words he was gone, as quickly as he was there, and as quickly as they had kissed. She pulled her arms through the sleeves and sat on her bed, hugging his baggy trench coat to her to absorb the warmth it had. She walked over to the open window, the source of a chilling breeze, and closed it while letting a smile slip into the darkness of the night.
She sat back down on her bed in the same position as before, this time in a more content light. That didn't last for long though, as footsteps were pounding their way up the stairs at that very moment.
I can't go on like this.
I loathe all I've become.
Zim was sitting in part of the underground portion of his base, deeply in thought about today's events.
I remember the last time we had a new girl...Tak... Suddenly he shook his head and an alarmed expression swept across his face.
"TAK!" He yelled, making Gir jump from behind him and start running in circle. "This new girl could be Irken, just like Tak was! Or worse...it could be Tak in a different disguise!"
"YAY!" Gir shouted for no real reason other than to entertain himself.
"Do you know what this means Gir?"
"Yes! Wait...no! Wait! ...maybe!" The little robot sat down on the floor and stared at his master with a look of utmost confusion and panic.
Zim watched Gir's usual expression with his usual smug, superior one. "I can see that my reasoning is too complex for your little brain, GIR, so I will explain it slowly."
Gir squinted his eyes in anticipation. "C'mon! I-I gotta know! I gotta know...now!" He exclaimed.
"There was a new girl at skool today...Ami...and I think that she may be...Irken!" Zim thrust his arms up into the air and yelled.
"Oh no!" Gir cried, frantically searching under Zim's chair and the computer's keyboard.
"Exactly. She could be after our mission! She could be Tak in a different disguise!" Zim rubbed his chin in thought. "We need to find out if she is trying to steal our mission," He dropped his voice down to almost a whisper. "Or destroy her before she gets the chance."
"Yay!" Gir held up a tiny rubber pig in his master's face.
"Yes, yes, it's a wonderful plan," The would-be invader continued to ponder all the possibilities as Gir ran into the teleporter and pressed the button for the living room.
Dib flung open his door and ran up to his room, trying to find warmth in his blanket. It had been a freezing walk home without his warm trench coat, but he was still glad that he had given it to Ami. He smiled and pulled his blanket closer around his face. Sleep was slowly making its way into his conscious mind when it was interrupted by the slam of his door.
"Dib! Where were you?" Gaz yelled from his doorway.
"Why do you wanna know?" He questioned suspiciously.
"Because if dad finds out that you were out this late, I'm the one that's in trouble."
"I was at Zim's house."
"Ok, then never mind." The door slammed shut, and he closed his eyes. Searching for sleep, but ending fruitlessly. He stared at the snow that was gathering on the tree outside his window. Someone actually liked him, accepted him for who he was...
Finally sleep found him, and threw him into the world of his nightmares once more. He slept throughout the night fitfully, waking up at certain points in the dream, but getting pulled back in. An apocalyptic nightmare in his vision. But the really frightening thing about it was...It was real.
Lost in a dying world I reach for something more.
I have grown so weary of this lie I live.
Ok, now here comes the stoning! Just kidding! At this last part, where it says that the frightening part about it was that it was real, that means that it's sort of like a vision, that it's going to become real. Just wanted to clear any questions up. Read and review, and as always, loves you guys!