I just realized I didn't put an author's note at the end of the last chapter. For those of you who might not know, I based Estrella on me. I like the way the story is going right now. I'm glad I decided to post it. Oh, and responding to a review from JustBelieve GoBeyond, I'm glad! I love updating my stories, so this one is going to continue for a LONG time. Thanks.

Hey, Estrella the star here. In homeroom the next day, the most UNBELIEVABLE thing happened.

"Today, class, I'm going to separate you into partners for a project that counts as half your grade, and I'm choosing the partners. You," Ms. Bitters said, pointing at me. "You'll be with two other people, since you haven't been learning our curriculum. You're with Zim and Dib, and you're finding poetry in music (A/n, It's an actual assignment, my teacher made the whole class do it)." Zim's, Dib's, and my mouth opened all at once. How the hell was this supposed to work? I can't be anywhere around people at night, or else-

Stop thinking about that! I shouted to myself mentally. It doesn't matter! I'll just work on it right after school, way before sundown. I looked behind me, at Dib and his gaping mouth. "Why ZIM? I would rather hang out with Willie than him," I whispered, putting my 'condition' out of my mind for now. He simply shrugged with an expression that said, "How am I supposed to know?" and resumed looking like a fish out of water. I looked at Zim and saw with surprise that he was smiling a bit. At lunch, I sat by Dib again.

"So, do you have any idea what song you're going to comb for poetry? I think I'm gonna do My Last Breath or Everybody's Fool, both by Evanescence. I like My Last Breath more, so I'll probably do that," I said, trying to start up a conversation.

"Well, I think I'm going to do-"

I didn't get to hear what he was thinking of, because Zim the spaceman walked up to our table and shouted, "I DON'T LIKE YOU!" at Dib.

"Um, bad timing, Zim-worm," I said, using one of his insults against himself. "Listen, I heard they were opening a UFO convention, and I saw an actual spaceship down there. They called it a, what was it again? Boot cruiser or something?" I sarcastically teased him.

"MY VOOT!" He shouted, and ran out the door.

"I wasn't being serious, but whatever." At least it got Zim out of the way. Oh, wait. "I turned to Dib. "Do you mind working at my house after school?" I asked.

"No."

I turned to the doors Zim was dashing through madly. "We're meeting at my house, kay?" I shouted after him.

I heard a very faint "Zim shall be there!" come from the hall. Wait, I just invited two people to come to my house very close to sundown. Crap.

That afternoon…

Ella again. I met up with the boys I was forced to work with and led them to the house I had occupied for a week. Like I said, I just moved here.

"Welcome to my house. Mi casa e su casa," I invited them into the house I occupied by myself. It wasn't that big, just four rooms. A living room, a kitchen, a bed, and a bathroom were all I really needed. "Well, I guess we should get to work, huh?" I suggested, wanting this over as quickly as possible.

"Uh, I kind of wanted to see the rest of your house, is that ok?" Dib asked.

"Yeah, unless you're hiding something," Zim piped in, looking at me suspiciously. "Aha! I just realized who you are!" He exclaimed, and I screamed very, very loudly in my head, but let none of it show. "You're invader Tenn!" Who?

"Invader… Tenn?" I said skeptically, but sighed in relief back in my head.

"Aha! You admit it! Zim was right, I knew it!" Zim shouted happily.

"What are you talking about?" I snapped angrily. "What in the world is an Invader?"

Zim's eyes widened in fear and shock. "Um, nothing. I'm normal," he said, and I decided to drop it for now. I showed them all four rooms, and then I played some music. Dib thought he'd do "How to Save a Life" by the Fray, Zim decided on "No Handlebars" by FloBots, and I chose "Everybody's Fool" by Evanescence (big surprise, huh?).

"Wow, it's already 6 o' clock. We've been working pretty long," Dib noted casually.

"6 o'clock?" I exclaimed. "I need you both to go now. I'm sorry; I'll have to explain some other time, just go!" I shouted, pushing them out the door and slamming it in their confused faces. Dang, now I have to tell them about me. I knew this wouldn't end well!

I ran to my room, shut the door, and locked it. Ok, windows are closed, door is locked, and no one's here but me. I was a bit worried, since last night I was particularly violent. I felt myself being torn from my body and my instincts breaking my concentration. I watched as my nails turned long and blood-red, my hair turned completely black and drifted to my ankles, and I felt a desire to kill that was unrivaled. You see, I should be normal. I want to be normal. But one day, when I was twelve, I found the strangest book. It was night blue with silver binding. I opened it, read a few words, and I was possessed by a woman named Dementia. She invaded my body, took over my soul, and possessed me.