Gaz scowled as she walked through the halls. She hadn't taken three steps inside before people began to ogle her. Dib was irritated as well, but that was only because he was an overprotective brother. Tak had studied about human interaction and couldn't help but smirk at Gaz's annoyance. Zim was still pretty clueless, which is why he had no idea why human males found giant sacks of meat hanging on Earth female chests attractive.
"Still as popular as ever." Tak said with a smirk.
"Keep talking and I'll tear your Pak off." Gaz snapped.
"Look. The freaks are having a spat!" The children all laughed as the four of them glared at a blonde girl that had spoken.
"Jessica." Gaz spat, clearly not wanting to talk to the Skool's most popular bitch. That was not going to happen soon since Jessica and her friends were standing right in front of it. "Move it. I'm not in the mood to deal with you today."
"What's the matter? Have enough trouble dealing with your weird brother and weird friends?" said one of the girls.
"Zim is no friend to anyone!" Zim suddenly stated. "Out of my way Dirt Woman!"
"Ouch." Jessica said in mock hurt before turning to Gaz. "Here that Gaz? Even the green kid can't stand to be around a freak like you."
"Can we please get through?" Dib asked as he stepped forward, causing the other kids to take two steps back.
"Watch out. Dib might squish us with his big head!" said another girl, causing another uproar of laughter around them.
"It's not that big!" Dib yelled. The kids were ready to argue before the bell rang again. "Oh great! Late again!"
"Well, my work here is done." Jessica said with a grin before the kids began to disperse to their classes. Gaz, Dib, Tak, and Zim all split as well to attend their own classes, already dreading this day.
-Gaz-
Gaz entered her first class, which was advanced Trigonometry, and sat down in her seat before a shadow fell over her. She didn't need to look up to know it was her teacher, a giant, fat man wearing a suit that was a size too small, and a bit of drool down his lip.
"MmmummmLate." mumbled the teacher in a deep voice.
"Shit happens." Gaz said without looking at him. The teacher only grunted before handing her a detention slip and walking to the board. Gaz shoved the paper into her pocket as the teacher began the lesson before the phone rang on his desk. Everyone looked as the teacher answered the phone.
"Mmmmmm. Mmmm? Mmmmokay." said the teacher before hanging up the phone. "Mmmrrrrclass. Mmmmumuaaaaa new student." The kids all looked at each other and began to whisper about what the new kid would be like before the teacher open the door. "Mmmmm new student?"
"I don't know? Am I?!" Everyone looked to see a young man of 17 standing in the doorway. They watched him walk in and stand in front of the class, letting them all get a good look at him. He was around 6' 4" with long purple hair that went down to the middle of his back, with long bangs hanging in front of his blue eyes. He wore a purple purple top with an equally purple sweatband on his left wrist, none of which hid the lean muscle he had on him. He wore black baggy jeans that were held up with an orange belt with a skull buckle, and white running shoes. "Hello!" he shouted to everyone with a big grin before his eyes started darting around the room. The kids were whispering again as the teacher walked back to his desk and turned to the new kid.
"Mmmmm name?" asked the teacher.
"Name's Derrick. But everyone calls me Dim!" said the kid.
"Mmmmhmmm Dim. Mmmmm Introductions. Ehhmmmmm bathroom." said the teacher before leaving the room, letting the others and Dim meet.
"He left." said Derrick before looking at everyone. Everyone was staring at him as he stared back, a small smile on his face. "AH!" he suddenly shrieked, making everyone but Gaz jump. "Jumpy today, aren't we?" he asked while laughing before moving to an empty desk, which was right next to Gaz, making the kids all gasp. The other kids had made it a point that the seats around her should stay vacant, so as to live to see another day. Gaz slowly turned her head and opened one eye at him while a few other kids found their voices.
"Hey! New kid! Don't sit there!"
"Why?" Dim asked.
"Because the girl next to you is Gaz Membrane!" Derrick looked at Gaz and stared for a moment before turning back to the kid.
"So?" he asked.
"Just move to another seat before she kills you!" Derrick just stared at them all before smiling and planting his feet up on his desk.
"Mmmmnope. I like it here." Derrick said as he placed his hands behind his head. The kids were now beginning to sweat and pray that Gaz didn't murder any of them while Gaz glared at Derrick, who looked back and held his hand out to her. "Dim!" Gaz only looked at his hand before turning back to the board.
"Gaz." she said in a disinterested tone. Derrick only shrugged as the teacher came back in and began the lesson.
"Mmmmm Test!" said the teacher as he began handing out slips of paper to the kids. The kids groaned as the teacher went back to his desk and let them work. The kids all worked the little brain cells in their heads until 10 minutes before class ended. "Mmmmm pencil's down." said the teacher before he went around and collected the tests.
"That test hurt my brain." groaned a kid as he rubbed his head.
"I think mine exploded." whimpered another.
"Hey new kid. How'd you-" another said before stopping when he saw Derrick licking his desk.
"My desk tastes funny!" he laughed, making the other kids stare in confusion or worry.
"What is wrong with you?" asked the kid sitting behind him.
"What?" Derrick asked as if he was doing nothing wrong.
"Hey." Everyone stopped when Gaz spoke, making them all turn to her. "If you're gonna act like that, then find a new seat tomorrow."
"What? You gonna make me?" Derrick challenged. The kids all felt the room grow cold as Gaz glared at Derrick, who wasn't at all bothered by it. Gaz growled and was moments from attacking him before the bell rang. Everyone gathered their things and left the room, with Gaz following Derrick with her eyes as he ran walked down the hall. She didn't know this kid, and she didn't care. All she knew was that she was going to destroy him.
-Zim and Dib-
Zim was entering his second class, Science, before a paper ball was thrown at his head, courtesy of Dib.
"You dare hit Zim with this projectile?!" Zim yelled before the teacher, and thin old man with a big smile on his face, held his hands up.
"Now now you two. Today's class activity does not involve spastic violence." he said. Dib and Zim glared at each other as Zim took his seat as while the other children began to walk in. "Now then class, today we-" he stopped when the phone on his desk rang. "Hello? Oh good. Alright." he said before hanging up the phone. "Class, we'll be getting a new student today. He'll be here-"
KNOCK KNOCK
"Oh! Right now." said the teacher as he answered the door. "You must be the new student! Come in!" The kids all saw Derrick walk in with a grin on his face as he looked back at them all.
"Oooh, he's cute." whispered one of the girls in class.
'Ah. Another pathetic human.' Zim thought.
'I wonder if he's interested in the paranormal?' Dib thought.
"Please state your name young man." said the teacher.
"I'm Derrick, but everyone calls me Dim." said Derrick.
"Well then Derrick. The class is pretty full, but I do see an open seat next to Dib Membrane." said the teacher.
"Okay." Derrick said before walking over and sitting next to Dib.
"Everyone, I'll give you some time to talk to our new student while I get the lesson in order." said the teacher.
"Hey, new kid." Dib whispered to Derrick. Derrick turned to Dib while Dib glared at Zim. "See the kid over there with the green skin? That's Zim! He's an alien!"
"Alien?" Derrick asked as he looked at Zim.
"Don't listen to him." said one of the other students. "Dib's crazy."
"Yeah. He goes on and on about ghosts, bigfoot, and other kinds of paranormal stuff." said a girl.
"Besides, Zim's not an alien. He's just got a skin condition." finished another boy.
"Is that why he's green? I thought he was just sick." Derrick laughed.
"Zim is not sick!" Zim shouted. "Zim is a perfectly, healthy, normal human worm baby."
"Word of advice," said another girl. "Try to avoid those two in the future."
"Alright students," interrupted the teacher. "Today's science experiment is a group project, so everyone divide into groups of threes." The students all began to form little groups, leaving Zim, Dib, and Derrick without anyone. "Well, seeing as you three have no group, you all can become one."
"I'm not working with an alien!"
"I refuse to work with this big headed Dib-Stink!"
"My head is not big, you alien!"
"I'M NORMAL!" Both boys kept arguing while Derrick just turned his head from one to the other.
"It's either form a group, or get an F." stated the teacher. "Your choice." Both of them growled before they found themselves in a headlock.
"Don't worry," Derrick said with a grin while Zim and Dib struggled to breathe. "We'll form a group." The teacher nodded and turned before Derrick released the both of them, letting them cough as they tried to breathe. "Let's all get along. At least until the assignment is over." The other two just glared at each other while the rest of the children stared at the group of three, shocked that someone could actually stand to be around those two and smile.
"Now then class. Let's begin the experiment."
-45 minutes later-
Children were coughing and gagging as the smoke from inside the room began to clear up. The teacher struggled to stand up after being knocked back by a blast.
"Well *cough* class," the teacher wheezed. "Let this be a lesson to everyone what happens when you don't follow the instructions to the letter. And I hope you three learned a valuable lesson!" he finished while staring at three forms slowly peeling off a giant black blotch on the wall.
"Not my fault." Dib wheezed as he, Zim, and Derrick slid down the wall.
"Zim is not the cause of this." Zim groaned.
"Oopsie!" Derrick laughed as he shook the black off of him. "Guess that was the wrong mixture."
"That was more than an 'Oopsie'! You practically threw everything together into one beaker!" Dib yelled.
"You two were bickering and nothing was getting done." Derrick said. "We were falling behind."
"Zim knew that the mixture would result that way!" Zim yelled.
"It doesn't matter. The three of you get an F for this little mock up!" said the teacher before the bell rang. "Now, off to your next class!"
-Tak-
Tak had gone through her first two classes like she did every class of every day. Did her work in the first five minutes, then did whatever she wanted the rest of the classes. She sometimes daydreamed of returning home and proving her worth as an Invader to her people and taking Zim's mission. She was now walking to her next class, weaving her way through other students passing by in the halls. While she walked, she listened to the other students, and practically everyone was conversing about the same subject.
"Did you hear about that new kid?"
"I heard that he's supposed to be really cute."
"He's kinda weird."
"I heard he licked his desk in first period."
"I saw it myself. He was standing up to Gaz Membrane!" Tak stopped when those words made their way to her and listened more carefully.
"I saw that too! I also heard that he was willing to work with Dib and Zim!"
"Those two freaks?! That kid ain't right in the head if he can stand being around those two weirdos!"
"Yeah. And I heard those threw blew up their experiment in Science Class."
"HA! Idiots!"
Tak had heard enough and walked on to her next class. She had wanted to meet this new guy that can fearlessly stand up to Gaz and tolerate being around Zim and Dib. She walked in and sat at her desk as her teacher, a middle aged sour woman with her brown and gray hair in a bun, was writing today's history lesson. She stopped writing when the phone started ringing on her desk before she answered it, got angry that she had to teach another kid before slamming the phone.
"Alright class. Against my wishes, we'll be having a new student." scowled the teacher.
'You've got to be kidding me.' Tak thought as the kids began to whisper before a knock was heard at the door. Everyone turned to see the teacher let Derrick into the class. 'This is the new kid, huh?'
"State your name." said the teacher.
"Dim!"
"I asked for your name, not how stupid you are." growled the teacher.
"Name's Derrick, but everyone call's me Dim." Derrick said.
"Whatever. Sit down so we can begin the lesson." barked the teacher. Derrick only grinned before sitting in an empty seat. "Alright! Open your textbooks to chapter 23 and answer the questions on the board! And no talking!" The kids all did their work silently, with Tak finishing hers quickly and closing her eyes while placing her head in her hand. "Miss Tak! No sleeping!"
"I was just rest-"
"No talking either!" snapped the teacher.
'Bitch!' Tak thought while she glared at the teacher before she sat up straight and stared ahead of her. She made a mental note to personally destroy this wretched human in the future when she came back to properly invade this planet. Five minutes had passed and Tak began to look at her classmates. Each of them was just stupid before stopping at Derrick, who was quietly flipping through his book before he looked up and saw her looking at him. They stared at each other for a few moments before he slammed the book down and stood up in his seat.
"STOP LOOKING AT ME!" he screeched before giving off an insane laugh. The kids all just stared at him before their teacher got out of her chair.
"Young man!" yelled the teacher before she walked right up to his desk. "Is there a reason that you're howling like that?"
"I don't know. Is there a reason you have a stick up your ass?" he asked. The kids all gasped in shock while the teacher looked ready to blow.
"See me after class." she ordered through gritted teeth.
"It's a date." Derrick said with a big grin while the teacher just shook before stomping back to her seat.
'This guy's got balls.' Tak thought with a smirk before turning away. The class went on before the bell rang, telling the kids to gather their crap and move on to the next class. Tak left the class but stayed to listen in on the teacher getting ready to yell at Derrick.
"Who do you think you are?!" she yelled.
"I'm Dim." Derrick answered.
"Well, I hope you enjoyed your little stunt, because it's earned you two weeks of detention!" she yelled as she wrote him a slip. Derrick's only response was a smile before he devoured the slip of paper.
"I don't do detention! Bye-Bye!" he said in a cheery voice while waving as he walked out the classroom door, leaving a stunned teacher staring slack-jawwed at him. Tak smirked while she listened in on their conversation before walking off towards the cafeteria.