Okay, I really should have posted this way earlier, but, sadly, I've been busy. I hope you enjoy this chapter, my dear because I wrote this just for you.
'Finally!' You thought to yourself as you entered the school building. It wasn't a long walk, but it was long enough to drain some of your iPod's battery.
As you stepped inside, you saw a number of students. Compared to your last school, everyone looked… different, to say the least. Especially the kid with grey hair and wrinkles.
You pulled a sheet of paper out of your pocket (or bag, if you don't have any pockets), and checked for your name on the agenda. You found out that you were in Ms. Bitters' class.
"Ms. Bitters? Is she the lady my mom spoke to the other day?" You wondered before shrugging and putting the paper away.
It didn't take too long for you to search for her since the room was one of the closest to the entrance. You straightened your clothes and hair before knocking on the door (you had to make sure you looked nice for your first day!).
The same old woman that your mother described opened the door (although, she didn't exactly describe how creepy she would be).
"Who are you?" She asked in an annoyed tone.
"I'm (Y/N); I'm supposed to be in your class." You could barely mask the nervous tone in your voice.
"Oh. I was expecting you. Come in and sit down."
You quickly walked in until you were stopped by the realization that the class was full.
"Um…" You mumbled.
"Oh. I almost forgot to change the seating arrangements. (Y/N), you will introduce yourself to the rest of the class while I work things out."
You cleared your throat. "Okay… my name is (Y/N), and I'm new here," You looked around the classroom when you noticed the boy with glasses from earlier was staring the green kid down. The green boy was ignoring him, keeping his eyes on the teacher instead. "I hope I can get along with everyone and-"
"Your time is up." Ms. Bitters said. "Poonchy! Your head annoys me. Get out."
A boy with red hair began sobbing as his desk somehow dragged itself out the door.
"(Y/N), you can sit next to Zim."
Before you could wonder how that was possible, another desk sprang out of the ground.
As you went to your desk, you realized that Zim had to be the green boy's name. At least you know something about him.
"Class, I want you to take out your books and go to page four-thousand. You are going to learn how to defeat a bear with a stick."
As you took your book out from under the desk, you looked over at the other boy. Luckily, he wasn't staring at the green boy anymore. You didn't know what was going on, but as long as you weren't going to be knocked down again, you really didn't care (okay, maybe you cared a little bit, but that was it).
You looked at 'Zim', who was staring at you. It was pretty unsettling. You decided to give him a small smile while waving at him.
He simply gave a small grunt and a raised eyebrow before returning to his work.
You did the same, somewhat shrugging him off.
Hopefully, the other students are friendlier (if not, you don't need to be bothered with them).
"Firstly, you should know that this tactic only works on grizzly bears. Secondly, the stick has to be made out of iron."
What is she talking about?
I hope you liked this chapter too! Although this one was short, a couple of them won't be (like when Zim decides to -, and you have to help Dib -. That one is pretty long. Thanks for reading!