I had just exited the bathroom in my dry clothes. I swear Dib will wish he's dead when I get done with him. I re-entered the cafeteria and no one was there. Fudge... I turned around and nearly ran into the principle.

"Hi, uh, were do I go for art?"

he told me what number, and he pointed me in the direction. I ran down the hall as soon as he was out of hearing range, and I found the number. I entered.

"Sorry for being late! I got my clothes wet and I had to change." I explained. A pretty, and friendly woman walked up to me. She was wearing a blue and red tye dye shirt with jeans.

"It's okay. Please take a seat at one of the tables."

I browsed the tables. I certainly didn't want to sit with the moron named Dib. There were 4 tables. One was Dib's since no one liked him. The other was the snotty clique and the 3rd one was the idiots that called me a freak. I didn't mind being with Zim, but he's not too friendly. I sat down with a chair in between us.

"Class, we will do paintings." I felt a grin spread on my face, while the rest of the kids groaned and slammed their face on the tables. Zim was one of them.

She began to pass out thick cardstock papers. I eagerly took mine, and I began to brain storm. A aquatic dragon. Yes, I will do a dragon. Or should I do Oscar... Oscar definitely. I took him off my shoulder, and placed him on the table. I told him to stay on the table, and he punched a hole in my paper.

"Oscar!" I took away.

"Ma'am, sorry, but can I have a piece of paper you don't need? It doesn't have to be blank." I pointed to Oscar. She nodded her head and happily gave it to me. I mumbled a thank you, and I crunch it up, and gave it to Oscar. He was walking all on the table, playing with the ball of paper. She passed out paint to reluctant kids, along with paint brushes, cups of water, palates, and popsicle sticks. I immediately began mixing paint making different shades of white, and yellow, along with green and brown.

"Looks like someone loves to paint!" The teacher laughed, and I blushed. I resumed my mixing, making the colors just the right color.

"You can paint anything you want. But it has to be appropiate." she looked down at a frowning boy. "It can not be abstract, it has to be something. You can look through magazines to get ideas. Remember, this counts as 50% of your art grades, so choose wisely." I raised my hand.

"Yes?"

"Pencils?" I questioned. She handed out pencils to eveyone.

"You can not sit alone, so dib, go to Melania and Zim's table."

"But, but, they don't like me!" he begged "I don't want to work with an alien!"

"Yeah!" Zim shouted "We hate each other!"

"I don't care. Sit with them you need to work on your people skills." Dib grumbled and stomped over and flopped in the seat farthest from us.

"I know what your thinking Zim!" Dib hissed, "You little filthy alien!"

Zim growled and dug his claws into the table and leaned towards him.

"Scum bag!"

"Moron!"

"Filthy worm baby!"

I slammed my head into my hands, as Oscar hopped on my shoulder.

"I you two don't stop it," I hissed, "I'll castrate you both like a frikin goat!"

Their eyes grew wide and stopped bickering.

"Thank god!" I sighed.

"Melania, you need to avoid Zim! You don't know what you're getting into!" I glared at him.

"At my life situation, I'd happily go shoot myself in the gut!" I growled.

"Wait, what?"

"I'm not going into details!" I hissed once again. I began to draw Sketch out the background, and I I began to paint it within 5 minutes. I stormed through it, and they both were staring at my paper.

"So?" I grunted.

They began to draw on the paper, and they began mixing paint.

"Aw man! It's way to dark!" Dib complained.

"Remember, a half a drop will stretch." he tried it again, and he put a bunch in it again.

"UGH" dib shouted. I sat at the chair next to him and took his palate I took the color he was using. I squirted some out.. I took the black, and I let the drop come out onto the blue.

"See? Like that." I sat back down in my position. I started back up on my painting, I finally got done with the jungle background, and I was letting it dry.

"Very nice!" The art teacher said. I whispered a thank you, and I looked at zim. He was just sitting there, staring at the paper.

"Can you draw a dog?" he shook his head. "Cat?" same response.

"What do you want to make?"

"I don't know..."

I sat there and thought for a moment. "Do you like dragons?"

"I guess..." I gently took his paper, and I sketched out a aquatic dragon twirling underwater, ready to catch and eat a hopeless fish.

"Here you go."

I slid it back towards him and smiled. He took it.

"Thanks." I nodded my head as a response. My paint was dry, so I sketched on a Oscar. Oscar did a cat whistle.

"You like that, huh?"

He bobbed his head, and I began to add gray, and then painted the white feathers in, to make shading and dimensions.

"Put your pencils and paintbrushes down please!" I set my paint brush down, and I heard everyone put theirs down. I yawned and looked at zims. He painted the background blue with light blue streaks at the top, to represent the light reflecting off the surface of the water. The dragon was a crimson red, and he added gills. Huh, I never thought of that! The dragon wasn't completely painted yet, but he was doing good! I looked at Dib's, and it had him with a red eyed Zim pinned down to a table with his innards out. Really nice, not! What is wrong with that kid!?

"Everyone leave your pictures were they are, and line up!" I stood up and I happened to get there first.

"You belong in the back with the rest of the freaks!" said the snotty blonde.

"Hey, none of that is going to happen in that class young lady! You go to the back!" I smirked when the art teacher said that. The blonde glared and stomped off to the back and crossed her arms. Little brat! I followed the teacher out, back to Ms. Bitters class.

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