(Disclaimer: All songs used will (unfortunately) get a disclaimer…So every chapter will have one of those stupid things here at the top…just bypass it unless you want to know the artist who sings the song…Anyway…'I'm Just a Kid © to Simple Plan, I is making no money off the use of the song title…And, while I'm at it, Invader Zim, or any character from the show are not belong to me. Zak is mine though…for now…X3)
(Well, as you all know, or at least you should, this is the sequel to Skool Days Student Slaves…and the only reason I didn't type this up sooner is because I wanted you all to suffer! Mwahahahahahaha! Not really, I just couldn't think of a title…Yeah, really. I had two chapters in storage all this time, had them ready right after that last chapter, just couldn't think of a nice name…And if you think you can offer anything better, it would be much appreciated…Yes, I am aware that marching band does not last the entire year, but marching band leads to marching drumline, and they're always affiliated with the band…so yeah, it's really cheezy… I is blabberin' to much! To the reviewers! FallenAngel331, I believe that I replied to that message, but if not, I'll say it again briefly, black everything, shoes are a dull black and the shirt is on my deviant art account, under scraps…so yeah, that's cool. I is getting fan art! W00t Oo; ahem…yeah, Zim didn't have a song, he's in German. Because he only has three fingers he can't do a lot of the signs for a lot of stuff…he wouldn't be able to count past three…Oo; Shawnna, Thank you so much! You flatter me so much! And there will be much more tension, I promise. I is bad at English stuff, grammar no good…so if there are a few errors, my bad…andalitebandit-6, The reason Katie didn't go to Zak as well is well…when he gets all pissy and stuff, its best to stay far, FAR away from him. Plus if she said anything, she might end up with some cement shoes 20 feet under…Oo; No quotes for a while, sorry, I think you all need to go back and read that last one, because it apparently didn't register…maybe it's just me because I get it…Anyway, onto the chapter!)
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Dib woke up in a cold sweat, panting and shaking. He'd had another dream…a nice dream and every time he woke from it, it was like entering a nightmare…He had dreamed about Zak…again. These seemed to have started not long after skool let out for the summer, only because Dib hadn't seen Zak all summer. He must have gone some place with his parents, because house had been dark and silent since the very last bell.
Well, hopefully he'd see Zak sometime today, being the first day of the three week camp…again…Dib had spent most of his time at little lock-ins, or little gatherings where most of the line got together and just rehearsed music and rudiments for hours on end…eventually goofing off and completely forgetting what they were supposed to be doing. But luckily they had some of the music to work on…though they still had no idea what the show was going to be like. Mr. Helm had said something to the seniors, juniors, and section leaders, but Dib hadn't heard anything.
Dib looked over at his alarm clock. Only 7:02 AM…well, hell, he didn't have to be at practice until 4:30 PM…He had a lot of time and nothing to do. 'Great…' He stretched and yawned, not even bothering to get out of his PJ's as he headed over to one of his many computers. He checked his e-mail and messages. Nothin'. 'Ok, fine, let's see if there's anyone on for a chat.' He looked at all his messengers. Again, nobody… HE sighed again, 'Great, just great, what am I supposed to do for a day? I can't talk to anyone, I don't feel like spying on Zim right now…I don't even want to practice…' Dib looked through his game CD's and found one he didn't remember getting…The Sims…
"What the hell is this?" he said, popping it into his computer. It started to install and Dib watched. When it was done, a window popped up that said 'Would you like to restart your computer? Not restarting your computer could damage your hard drive, blah, blah, blah…'
"Yeah, yeah…shut up…" Dib told his computer to reboot, "Must be a pretty big game file to have my computer reboot…wonder what it is…" Good thing he had a good computer, it restarted quickly and he clicked the shortcut for the game on his desk top.
As it booted up, some music played and text scrolled on the bottom, and some of the things it said were pretty weird…But then a main view screen came. It was a neighborhood, one of the houses had a rather large, obvious pointing arrow pointing to it. Dib clicked on the house and it took no time to load.
The house became bigger, so that most of it took up most of the screen, and there was a person outside the house. Dib waved the courser over the person and a little box came up with a name – Bob. "Interesting…" Dib looked at the top right hand corner. It had another box with a lot of type in it. It was mostly saying things like 'Welcome to The Sims, yadda, yadda…' He clicked the 'ok'. Every time there was a box, Dib did what the box said and progressed through the game. At the end, he ended up with two Sims, Bob and his wife, Betty. Another window came up asking if he wanted the help thing to continue, he thought it wouldn't hurt, so he clicked 'yes'.
After a few minuets, he noticed he couldn't understand a thing his Sims were saying, even though he knew what they were talking about, due to the thought bubble over their heads. He was about to exit and re-install it when another box came up.
It said 'Can't understand your Sims? That's because they are speaking Sim, you know what they are talking about through the speech bubbles.'
"Well, that answers that question…" mumbled Dib to himself, "I wonder…" he did some experiments with his current Sims and found he liked the results. He then went back to the neighborhood and looked for the Sim maker and made the drumline, though he had to make three or four families, only because it only allowed eight Sims in a family.
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Dib was also quite excited with what he had done. He also looked into the fact that there were five or six other expansion packs. And the best part, was that the latest could have your kid Sims grow up, but he wasn't sure how, for the kids never grow up, nor do they ever die…The only way for them to die is if you kill them, which Dib found quite enjoyable, actually…
Dib hadn't noticed the at all how fast time had gone by since he started. He'd only gotten up a handful of times because he was so emerged in the game. So when he looked down at the clock again, it said 4:18…
"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! SHIT!" He was throwing clothes all around looking for something fairly clean. When he was dressed, he grabbed his music and his drumsticks and shoved them into his trench coat. He ran down the stairs, tripping in the process and nearly impaling himself with his sticks. He ran out the door, running back when he forgot to lock it.
When he started running down the drive way, a deep, candy orange sports bike stopped in front of his house. (Ok, for all of you who are not familiar with motorcycle lingo, a "Candy coat' is a coat of paint that is see through and is used to make the base coat more vibrant. Candy coats come in all colors, but the most popular is Candy Apple, which is a red color.)
"Get on!" said the motorcyclist, tossing Dib a helmet. Dib caught the helmet and just stood there, looking at the rider. "Hurry up! Or you'll be late!" shouted the person on the bike. Dib quickly did as the rider told him and put on the helmet. It was a little tight, but it wasn't uncomfortable. He wasn't sure who it was on the bike, but who else would know he had to get somewhere by a certain time? It had to have been one of the line members, right?
"Good, now, get on the back and put your hands around my waist, and put your feet on the passenger pegs." said the rider. Dib did as he was told and got on the back. "Now hold on tight, this has no seat belts…" said the person, right before laying on the throttle thick and taking off.
Dib was a little startled by the sudden take off, but otherwise didn't get thrown off the back. But when the biker pulled a wheelie, Dib got scared and held on for dear life to the rider. When the front wheel touched down, the rider took his left, fully gloved and placed it over Dib's hand, almost in a reassuring gesture. Dib felt a little better, but was still shook up, so he kept his death grip on the rider. The rider patted Dib's hand and put it back on the grip, he needed to use that hand to clutch, because he was slowing down to turn into the skool parking lot, therefore, he needed to be in a lower gear ratio so he could make the turn and not go down in the process.
He made the turn, then turned again to enter the back parking lot. The rider found a spot and parked, then shut the bike off.
"You can get off, now…" said the rider. Dib snapped out of his slightly dazed state and got off the back of the bike, taking off his helmet as well. The rider put the kick-stand down and took the key out of the bike. Dib handed the helmet back and the rider took it, setting it on the passenger seat. The rider began stripping off his shell of leather armor. First his gloves, then he unzipped his jacket, and began taking off his helmet.
This is what Dib wanted to see, this is what he wanted to know, who was this? Form the get-go, Dib knew it was a guy, and now that his jacket was unzipped, it was confirmed.
When the rider took his helmet off, Dib nearly passed out, (Or at least had a nosebleed X3) His jaw dropped and his eyes nearly bugged out of their sockets. Dib's mouth moved, yet nothing was said. Then he was finally to cough out a name… "ZAK?"
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(Hope you like the first chapter, I though it was a little short, but it's a good start. Oh, yeah…DISCLAIMER: THE SIMS ARE NOT BELONG TO ME! Ok, good thing that's over with. Hope you all enjoyed this! I would like to know your thoughts about it! Please review so I can post the next chapter! X3)