I stepped into the garage. Zim was looking annoyed praticing his drums, while Dib tuned his base. He didn't notice when I got up to the mic, and started my guitar, untill I could feel his eyes rpaming my back. To my butt, my legs my feet, and back up again. I turned around, ready to shoot him a glare, but he was focused on his drums. As soon as I turned back around, I felt his eyes on the back of my head. Once we finally finished, Dib told me and Tak, they were going to go pratice hockey. I agreed, because I'm good. Tak giggled and blushed. Dib smiled and got his bag. "K, bye" I said. So Zim and Dib got in Zim's car, and Tak followed. When we got there. We had trouble finding Tak's other figure skate.
"I knew it was here" she said. She rummaged through my trunk, I looked at imaginary watch, and tapped my foot. When she finally found it, they were already inside. For some reason, I feel like I wanna see Zim. I shrugged it off, and walked into the place. The smell of sweat and ice filled the room. I walked faster with my huge clunky hockey skates, and sat on one of the locker room benches. Tak took her time, redoing her hair, and make up. She put on gloves and a scarf, but not her skates. I put on my skates, andslipped on ym black hoodie. We walked out to the rinl, and I retied my skates while Tak put hers on. Then BAM! Zim skated right into the wall. I laughed hysterically, Tak looked concerned, and Dib helped him up. While Tak bit her lip, putting on her lip, I watched the boys. Zim shot a hockey puck and it hit Dib's helmet. I giggled. I watched him shoot exactly 17 pucks into the net. Until I started to skate. I looked back at Tak, and she started yelling something.
"OUT!" she said. I was confused until, I SMACK! hit my head on the ice. Onjce I opened my eyes, Zim was leaning right over me. I felt my heart skip a beat, while he got up, and skated off. I don't know why, but I wished he helped me up, asked if I was okay, take the time to put ice on my knee. But that wasn't who Zim was. Zim was the alien, the opne who went through so much pain. The one who only trusted my brother. I shrugged it off. I ahrugged off Dib and Tak's soothing questions, I skated off the rink. I stormec out, some how making it across the parking lot, still in my skates. I started crying, from the neglect from Zim and the pain in the back of my head. I don't know why I cared about Zim neglecting me, but I just did. I threw my skates on the passanger seat and drove all the way home. Tak could get a ride from Dib. I wiped my eye on my sleve, and drove home in silence. The winter sun set quietly, but quickly. I pulled in the driveway, and I couldn't believe who was there. "Hello Gaz"