HAHA! I did the bottom note, so you can't give me a hard time about it! ~sticks out tongue~ Um, ok. Sorry about that, I got a little carried away. Uh… Oh, yeah!

Responding to reviews:

StatusQuo990: Would it make you feel better if I said I put Ms. Bitters in spandex just to creep you out? No? Good.

Invader Misty: Thanks! I really like your story, "Finally Someone to Love." It rocks! My Dib!

JustBelieve GoBeyond: :P Yeah, I know, it's freaky. Oh, and Ella was sitting down, and Dib was standing up. How would Dib get on the ceiling?

~Giggle~ Ok, Back to the story.

Dib here. I don't have a cool intro…

Ok, so it was the day of the dance, and I'm really nervous. I really like Ella, but I have to share her with a threat to the human race. And she's human! Well, unless you think about the whole 'possessed' stuff… But she is still the hottest girl I've ever met. And it goes beyond looks. She's funny, she's sweet and cynical at the same time, she laughs at my jokes instead of me, and she makes my palms sweat. I tried talking to my dad about taking me to the mall to shop for a tux or something, but he was too busy messing with this bionic thing to take his own son to the mall. So, I walked. I was about halfway there when Ella saw me walking along the road.

"Dib?" she wondered as she pulled over to where I was standing on the sidewalk. "What are you doing out and about?"

"I'm walking to the mall. My dad was too busy doing 'real science' to take me," I explained.

"Oh. Do you need a ride? I was just heading to the mall, too," she offered.

"Yeah, thanks!" I accepted her invitation as I climbed into the car. "So, why are you going to the mall?" I asked, trying to start a conversation.

"I need to replace a window. I kind of broke it," she said sheepishly.

"How did you break it?" I asked.

"Well, when I'm possessed, Dementia gets kind of violent… But, anyway, how did you get $1000?" She asked, trying to change the subject. She obviously didn't like talking about her problem.

"Well, my dad has his own TV show, so we get some of the money as allowance. That was three months of allowance," I explained. No one ever guessed we were rich, mainly because we don't talk about money. Gaz is always on her Gameslave IIV and I'm always trying to convince people about Zim or Bigfoot.

"Wow, I'm sorry," Ella apologized. Huh?

"Sorry? Why?" I wondered, seriously confused.

"Your dad's a TV star. You never see him and you're left alone constantly, and you grew up without a father figure. It must really take a toll on you," she read me like a book. That's another way she amazes me. She could see through anything. But somehow, Zim likes her, too. It really messes up any chance I have of having her undivided attention. But I had it now, and that's what mattered.

"Wow, you saw right through me. I didn't even know that," I grinned. She giggled, and we launched into a full scale discussion. Unfortunately, whenever I tried to find out more about Dementia, she quickly changed the topic. As we rolled into the parking lot, I looked out the window and saw Zim walking his stupid little green dog.

"Hi, Zim! What're you doing here?" Ella asked as she got out of the driver's seat.

"I am purchasing human formalwear for prom with you," he explained.

"Oh my gosh, I never knew you had a dog! Oh, he's adorable! What's his name?" Ella inquired as she scratched the dog.

"His name is Gir, and he is," he shuddered, "adorable, isn't he?" I saw Ella look up at him with skepticism in her eyes, but she shrugged and scratched Gir some more. He purred.

"Zim, I think you need to upgrade your robot. He's purring, and dogs don't purr," she stated and Zim's mouth gaped open. "I knew he was metal the moment I touched him. The moment I saw him, actually. I have a dog, and dogs don't walk on their hind legs. But he's still so cute."

Swoon.

ELLA'S POV

Estrella the rock star here. (A/n, I decided to do prom from Ella's point of view, since she was with both boys the entire time.)

What dumb luck! The prom fell on the same night as the full moon, and that's the only time I can be myself at night. It's too bright for Dementia, she likes the dark. So, I ended up picking Zim and Dib up in my car, since neither of them had one. Trust me; it is not fun to be stuck in an enclosed space with two rivals. When we finally got to prom, I felt like shoving them both out of the car and driving off.

"Ok, here's the deal," I said. "Dib gets the first dance, and Zim gets the next. After that, I don't care. You can kill each other after prom. Got it?"

They agreed, and we walked in, Zim with my right arm and Dib with my left. I didn't know the first dance was a slow song, and I groaned. Dib smiled, and grabbed my hand. I can't slow dance very well, so I just pivoted around, not really caring where I was going. It wasn't until Dib twirled me around a few hundred times that I realized he was a really good dancer. I don't understand why people don't like him, I mean he's smart, funny, and he makes more sense than half the guys in the whole skool combined. That's just my opinion, though. The song ended and turned into "Taking Over Me" by Evanescence.

"My theme song," I muttered to no one in particular, and dragged Zim onto the dance floor.

I was glad Zim couldn't dance very well to this sort of song, so we both just sort of spun each other around and got dizzy. The weird thing is, I actually had fun doing it. I actually enjoyed his company.

Eventually, I started singing along to the song.

"I believe in you,

I'll give up everything just to find you," I harmonized.

"I have to be with you,

To live, to breathe,

You're taking over me.

I look in the mirror and see your face,

If I look deep enough.

So many fears inside that are just like you are taking over."

"You have a nice singing voice, Ella," Zim complimented.

"Oh, stow it," I said, and sat down as soon as the song was over. Why did they have to make this awkward for me? They're my only friends and they're both in love with me? It's impossibly horrifying. The only two people- er, alien and paranormal freak- that I'd ever thought of as friends think of me as a girl instead of a person. I guess they were better than nothing. I stopped thinking that way and listened to the music.

"Every time we lie awake,

After every hit we take, Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet

Only when I stop to think about it

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven't missed you yet

Only when I stop to think about it

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you

Only when I stop to think
About you, I know
Only when you stop to think
About me, do you know

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
You hate everything about me
Why do you love me

I hate
You hate
I hate
You love me

I hate everything about you
Why do I love you?"

Well, at least the song makes sense. I really wish Zim and Dib would understand it too. I hate everything about them. But, I love them. I love them both.

Dramatic, huh? I wanted this to be one of the stories that develops love interests right before your eyes. :P Love ya, peoples!

~Peacewalker Lyn