A/N: Thank you to whoever has read this far, even if it's only the second chapter. This chapter is also relatively short, so I'm going to post Chapter Three as well (seeing as I already have it written). Anyway, hope you like it.

When Skool let out, Rin was innocently walking down the steps that led to the building's entrance, seemingly without a care in the world. Her black bag was slung over her shoulder, and her hands were clasped in front of her as she descended down the stairs. Dib watched from a safe distance behind her, trying to follow her as stealthily as he could. He held his video camera in his left hand, with his right hand ready to grab it and bring it to eye level as soon as the sun hit Rin's skin.

Surely enough, within seconds of reaching the ground, Rin's entire body lit up, as if the sunlight was being generated from beneath her skin instead of from some overgrown star in the sky. Her flesh began to glisten, as if tiny shards of crystal were lodged into her every pore. It was one of the most beautiful, paranormal things Dib had ever seen in his whole life.

Dib nearly squealed from the excitement as he rushed the camera up to his face and quickly clicked the record button. This is it! My first piece of real evidence against . . . hey, wait a minute!

As soon as Dib looked through the lens of his camera, he noticed Rin's skin no longer had an abnormal glow, and the sparkles were no longer visible. However, as soon as he moved the camera from his eyes and looked at her normally, both of the strange signs were back. He went back and forth between looking at her through his camera and with just his eyes a few times, frustrated that his camera didn't seem to pick up anything.

Whatever's happening must be so supernatural that it can only be seen with the naked eye, Dib thought. Frustrated, he replaced the lens cap and hurried down the stairs to catch up with Rin. "Hey! Hey, Rin!"

She stopped abruptly but didn't turn around. Instead, she just stood and waited, serene as ever, and waited for Dib to catch up to her. Once he came into her line of vision, she asked sweetly, "Yes?"

"Um . . . did you know that your skin is . . . sparkling?"

She looked confused, lifting her right hand warily to her face and examining it. She turned it over, flipping from her palm to the back of her hand, and Dib began to wonder how long it would take her to realize she resembled a walking crystal chandelier. He figured she'd noticed the uncanny glinting when her eyes widened and she swapped her normally calm expression for one of great fear.

"You can see this?" she asked in a hushed voice, still staring at her hand.

"Yep. Your skin's glowing, too, like you've switched on some type of internal light bulb," Dib added casually with a smirk. "I'm guessing you hoped no one would notice."

Almost immediately, Rin was gripping Dib by the sleeves of his jacket. "Please, don't tell anyone," she said with a shaking voice.

Dib tried not to look in her eyes; he didn't want to feel guilty for using her as his ticket to recognition in the realm of paranormal science, but the desperation that she held in her irises made his heart sink. To avoid the guilt trip, he tried focusing on her nose as he spoke. "I don't really need to tell anyone. They've probably all noticed by now."

Rin looked around the schoolyard, where kids from each of the assorted classes were either piling onto the buses or heading home on foot. She could feel her stomach beginning to tighten, but when no one looked over at her, and those that did told her they liked her "new glitter lotion," she relaxed a bit. Everyone seemed to be clueless.

Dib didn't seem as relieved. "Why is everyone just walking past us?"

"I don't know . . . but I'm glad they are," she sighed happily, letting go of Dib's sleeves. She gave him a bright smile and a wave as she turned around to walk home. "I'll see you in school tomorrow, Dib."

Dib didn't really notice; he was still pondering over how blind everyone seemed to be. He'd change that soon, though; tomorrow, he'd make everyone notice Rin and her strange skin . . . and maybe then, everyone would finally stop saying he was insane.

During recess the next day, Dib noticed Rin was carefully staying out of the sunlight by hiding under a tree, completely absorbed in the shade. Her black bag was on the ground beside her, and she appeared to be sketching something into a small notebook. Anyone casually glancing around the playground would've assumed she was just minding her own business, trying to stay out of everyone's way and keep to herself. That would've made sense, too, seeing as her entire class thought she was a bit shy.

Well, everyone but Dib. He'd been watching her almost the entire day so far, taking a chance to survey her in between keeping an eye on Zim. He'd tried exposing her in class earlier, tipping back in his chair to let the sunlight hit Rin's arm as it rested on the desk, but she quickly caught on and kept her arms under the desk after that. He even tried bringing up the subject in class, but as usual, the majority of his classmates just stared at him, and a few called him crazy.

Therefore, after both of his attempts turned out to be miserable failures, Dib decided he'd try to expose her during recess. All he had to do was lure her out from under the tree and quickly catch everyone's attention. It was simple . . . and would probably turn out to be fun, too.

He walked over to Rin slowly, smiling the entire time (despite the fact that it made him look a tad unstable). When he finally reached the tree, he could barely contain himself.

"Why aren't you out here in the nice, warm sunlight, huh, Rin?" He asked with an infectious smile. "You aren't afraid of something weird happening, are you?"

"Actually, yes," Rin answered innocently. She tilted her head to the side, a bit bemused by Dib's questions. "You remember what happened yesterday, don't you?"

"Of course I do," he smirked, "and it's time everyone else found out, too!"

He began walking closer to Rin, his smile nearly stretching from ear to ear. He bent down, ready to take Rin's arm.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her eyes wide and voice small.

He didn't answer; Dib quickly swiped his hand out and grabbed Rin's wrist, tightening his grasp as he pulled her to her feet. She dropped her notebook and pencil and began trying to free her arm. She wriggled and told him to let go, but when neither seemed to work, she went for Dib's hand with her free one and began trying to dig her fingernails into his skin. That only succeeded in Dib holding her other wrist, too.

"Stop it!" she cried as he began dragging her out from under the tree. She tried keeping her feet planted firmly on the ground, but Dib simply yanked her forward and continued walking. Eventually, they were out in broad daylight, the noon sun high in the sky, and Rin had no place left to hide.

"Look, everybody!" Dib yelled, his smile broader than ever. "Look at Rin!"

Abruptly, Rin's strength seemed to double as fright overtook her. She yanked her arms toward herself again, and this time, not only did her wrists come back free, but Dib came tumbling toward her as well. He collided with her before she could move out of the way, and Rin suddenly found herself lying on the hot asphalt with Dib on top of her.

He didn't seem to be fazed; instead, Dib began to sniff her. "You know, you do smell good . . . really good, actually," he commented.

"Dib's got a girlfriend!" some random child called, pointing and laughing at the spectacle, completely ignoring the odd way Rin's skin glimmered.

Dib didn't seem to notice; however, Rin, in the midst of all the commotion, had had quite enough of Dib and his antics for one day. She pushed against his chest, making him propel backward, and ran back under the tree, picking up her notebook and pencil. She began sketching again, trying to act like nothing happened, but now and then, a tear or two made its way down her cheek.

"Geez, Dib, way to go and make the new girl cry," said one of his fellow male classmates as he walked by, shaking his head.

"What?" Dib looked behind him to the tree. Beneath it was Rin, trying to hide her face as she wiped a few tears from her eyes. A couple girls were crowding around her, probably asking her what was wrong . . . and, more than likely, telling her how big of a jerk he was for upsetting her.

I didn't mean to hurt her. I would've approached the situation differently, if I knew she would react this way, Dib thought, suddenly feeling lower than dirt. He'd never made a girl cry—it was just something you didn't do; his father had went over that at a young age and reminded him of it every once in a while. What happened when you accidentally did?

Well, I guess there's only one way to find out, he thought with a mental sigh. Reluctantly, he began heading over to the tree.