(A/N): Thank youz to InvaderZora for da review. I honestly thought everyone would hate this story, then I would have to turn it into another one of my useless one shots. Anyhow, ON WITH DA STORY!

"Doom, doom, doom, doom…" The teacher went on like this for HOURS.

I pulled out a piece of notebook paper, then began to sketch.

I think I dozed off after that, because I woke to someone violently shaking me.

"HUMAN FILTH! ACKNOWLEDGE THE INCREDIBLE ZIMMM!"

I blindly slapped the figure in front of me. I then saw it was a green kid.

Can it get any weirder?

"Oww, hyooman. You slapped ZIM!" Green bean, or Zim, was rubbing his forehead.

"Sorry…" I mumbled. I then swiftly got up and walked away. Great first impression, Kate, just great…

I poked at the grey slop on my plate. Was this even edible?

They honestly expected us to eat this. Wow..

I sat at the table alone with me and my slop. I looked up and around at all the kids, socializing with others.

Not me.

Maybe it was because of the way I looked, with my tangled up in a mat. Or because I hadn't gotten a chance to wash myself. Or because I was new.

Then I noticed the cafeteria had gotten silent.

I looked behind me, and there stood a muscular jock.

"Um, do you need anything?" I said shakily.

The jock laughed. "I need you to bathe, and brush your hair. You look awful!"

I'm going to teach him what happens when you mess with Kate Jacobs.

I stood up and faced him, I was a few inches taller than him.

"I think you're just talking about yourself, fathead."

I noticed people gaping at me, and gasping.

"Excuse me?"
"You're excused."

The jock stared at me. His breath did smell bad, bleh.

He then tried to punch me, but I caught his fist. I was surprised myself!

"Let go!"

"No." I then twisted his hand around, making him scream in pain. I threw him to the ground and put my foot on him.

The kids circled around me, and watched as "the new kid beat up the captain of the football team".

I heard him growl, and he threw my foot off of his torso. He then jumped up and kicked my leg.

I stumbled back and fell against the table. But that didn't stop me.

I quickly got back up and delivered an uppercut to his jaw.

Wait, since when did I know how to preform professional wrestling moves?

I kicked his chest, then gracefully used the tip of my big toe to push him to the ground.

I ran out of the cafeteria, little did I know, someone was watching me.

"Yes, she shall help me with my mission. I can brainwash her. She will fight for me."

The mysterious stalker then followed me to my car.

(A/N): Yay cliffhangers are FUN! Hope chapter 2 was good enough for ya!

Peace out, my fellow llamas.