As Dib took his seat in class, he couldn't help but wonder why the heck he was even going to skool. He had better things to do then sit around and listen to Ms. Bitters tell them all that they were doomed because of something or other. Such as figuring out how to prove Zim's an alien to his blind-as-a-bat fellow humans.

Jerking up in his seat, he realized that Zim wasn't even here yet. Usually it was himself that was late. Just as he was to point this out to his teacher, the class door burst open and a very mangled Zim entered, followed by…

"Tak?" He exclaimed, and said Tak turned towards him with a glare in her eyes.

"I am NOT going through that again." She growled.

"Tak, you are several weeks late to class." Ms. Bitters hissed at the disguised-Irken. "I want you to rewrite 'War and Peace' in your own words for your punishment."

Tak glared and said, "No you don't," that weird light flashing from her right eye to her left.

Ms. Bitters simply narrowed her eyes and said, "Yes. I do. And now your desk is being used by yet another hopelessly dimwitted transfer student." Tak, Dib, and Zim all glanced towards said desk (not having noticed this student before) and suddenly found themselves looking at a beautiful, blonde girl, with the most alluring blue eyes, and excellent taste clothes. Suddenly, the gorgeous girl dropped into a bottomless abyss that opened up beneath her chair. "Well, there Marisu goes to the underground classrooms. Tak, take your seat."

"Um, right." Tak murmured, eyeing the chair a little suspiciously, but nevertheless took her seat.

Zim was shaking from the memory of that horrible adventure that he had undergone on the way to skool as he took his own seat. It had all started with Tak offering to drive on the way to the skool…

"Come on, Zim. I'm your henchman now. You shouldn't have to do something as tedious as drive the ship since I'm here to do it for you." She had said, with that grin of hers. I never should have let her. No wonder she needed to build her own ship, she could barely fly mine straight! It's a good thing the ship was in stealth mode, or the whole city would have seen us! Last time I let her drive… He thought, grumbling inaudibly.

Tak was smiling to herself as she remembered that wonderful time she had crashing Zim's ship. The best part was when she drove the side he was in right into that broken glass factory. With a sigh, though, she figured that he wasn't about to let her drive again. Even Zim wasn't that stupid. Still, it had been fun while it lasted.

By lunch, all the students had learned that they were all simply dust in the wind, and went to the cafeteria feeling very depressed. That is, all the students except for Tak (who had been busy reliving the ride to skool), Zim (who was doing the same, only in a more bitter tone), Dib (who was wondering what the heck Tak was doing back on Earth), and Old Kid (who had forgotten his arthritis medication and had been focusing on the screaming agony in his hands).

Dib stared from across the cafeteria as Zim and Tak sat at the same table. "Why is Tak here? Didn't Zim get rid of her weeks ago? And why are they sitting together? They hate each other! THIS MAKES NO SENSE!" He lamented to himself, out loud, again.

Gaz, who was about to sit down, started to back away. Very slowly. The only thing that kept her from sitting somewhere else were her father's words, that still rang in her ears.

He's your brother, crazy or not. If you don't sit next to him at lunch, then I'll take away your video games. All of them.

Muttering words that most girls her age wouldn't even think to use, she sat back down next to Dib, who was rambling on about Tak and Zim being aliens, and why they were teamed up.

Groaning, Gaz started eating.

This was going to be a very long lunch period.

A/N: Yes! Another chapter completed! I'm trying to do one a night (as no one else is up to disturb me this late). I hope you guys liked this one.