Let Me Hold You

Chapter six

Thanks once again for the reviews. I'm trying to decide if I want their relationship to go fast or slow. Really I'm just writing at the top of my head fro an hour, checking over, then posting the chapter. Yeah as you can see, i'm not really one to plan out things when I write. I just write. Accept essays. I have to plan those out or i'll just start to ramble things on a piece of paper.

so on another note...here's my next unplanned out chapter.

just a little note, Bianca calls prof. Membrane uncle carl. Carl is gonna be his first name. That's my uncles name and he's the best uncle ever. in my opinion anyway.

sorry it's so late and if you guys know anyone in Japan, I hope they are okay.

Oh and today is MY BIRTHDAY! i am now 18! yay :)

I sat in the back seat with Dib and Gaz as my dad was driving and uncle Carl was playing with his stupid chemistry stuff. My dad had forced him to take the night off so he could come with us to parent/teacher night in person. Which it was some hard convincing to do. After the meeting was over we all planned to go out to eat as a family. I had to admit that I was excited for a family outing. It was something we hardly did and something that I enjoyed. I just hope it goes well.

We pulled into the parking lot and hoped out of the car.

"This is going to be quick, right," asked uncle Carl.

"It should be," said Dib as he led the way. " I walked by Gaz and watched her play her Game Slave 3D. It wasn't that amazing. The graphics weren't all that grate. But I didn't have the glasses on, so that's probably why it didn't interest me. Now my kind of game was Pac-Man. That game never gets old. I'm not a big gammer like Gaz, but I do play games when I have some free time. We reached the cafeteria and walked in. It wasn't too crowded which was good. There was five table lined up with all kinds of junk food and there was punch.

"Now, this is my kind of food," I said walking toward the tables. My dad grabbed my arm before I could even take five steps.

"Now, now. We're going to go eat after this and don't need to ruin your appetite."

"Dad, I like food and can eat five plates full of junk and still be hungry."

"Junk food is different."

"Daddy," I said puffing out my lip. "Just one cookie. Or two." He sighed.

"Fine. But only one Bianca. I'm going to go find your teacher. What's her name again?"

"Ms. Kate. I've told you about 10 times already."

"Right." I sighed and just about skipped over to the table full of goods. There were plates full of cookies, chips, candy corn, a bowl full of mini chocolate bars, all that good stuff. I could feel my mouth water. I looked around for my dad. He was standing on the far end talking to some parent. I took not one, but six cookies, put them in a napkin and put it in my hoodie pocket.

"I'll save these for later," I said picking up two more cookies. I put both of them in my mouth, well tried to anyway. I was getting crumbs all over my hoodie.

"Stuffing your face I see," said a voice beside me. Great. Just had to ruin my cookie time.

"What do you want Zim. Can't you see I'm busy."

"Disgusting," he said. I turned to took at him. He was standing there with his arms crossed and leaning against the table. I had to admit, he was kind of cute when he did that. A smirk laid plastered on his face.

"What are you smirking at," I said picking up another one of those delicious cookies.

"Oh nothing, nothing."

"Whatever." I picked up just three more and almost got away with it till..."

"Bianca Evan Membrane. Put those cookies down."

"Busted," I said wincing.

"Didn't I say just one." I nodded.

"I was gonna bring you some daddy," I said in a small voice. I always did that when I knew I was in trouble. He always lets me off the hook when I use that voice. He gave a small sigh.

"Oh well thank you, sweety." I gave him the two cookies and he walked back over to where he was. I rolled my eyes and took three more cookies this time.

"They must be that good for you to go against your parent," said Zim I lifted my eyebrow.

"Your point?" He didn't say nothing more, so I went on with what I was doing. Gaz walked up to me smirking.

"What is it, Gaz?"

"I just wanted to let you know that your dad is flirting with your teacher." I quickly turned around to find him close enough to kiss her. Ms. Kate was twirling her hair around her tiny, little finger.

"Oh, I don't think so." I dropped the cookies I had and walked over there and dove behind the table that my dad and Ms. Kate were by.

"Oh, you poor thing. Having to raise a child by yourself all these years. That must of been hard" Great, he's using me to get to her. Good one dad.

"Well, I manage. It wasn't easy. Bianca being a girl and all. Having to talk about...adult stuff. But, I live that little girl." That made me smile, though I still didn't like the fact that I was being talked about. I don't care if it's good. Ms. Kate's eyes were glowing with desire.

"I wish I had a kid to love." My dad chuckled.

"I could probably help you with that." I smacked my forehead and Ms. Kate giggled. Shoot me now. I got to get away from here. I crawled back over to where Gaz and Zim was. Dib was also there.

"Somebody kill me now," I said using the tab;e for support to stand up.

"That bad, huh," Gaz said playing her game.

"I think it would be nice to have a mom that's a teacher."

"I don't want another mom, dib. I already have one. I don't need two women telling me what to do." I crossed my arms wanting to change the subject. "Zim." He looked up at me like he was pretending to be interested in something else.

"What," he said narrowing his eyes."

"Where's your parents." He froze.

"I'll tell you," said Dib. "They're robots! His parents are ROBOTS."

"Oooookay. Stop yelling in my EAR!" I heard a crash and looked around the room. There was this weird looking robo-mom crashing into a wall again, and again, and again. "So, that's your mom Zim." He growled and walked over to the robot. I laughed at everyone who really thought that that robot was really a person. How lame could this city be. Everyone is so stupid. Good for Zim, I guess.

"Are you kids ready to go," said uncle Carl.

"Yes, dad," said Gaz still looking at her game. "Ive been ready since we got here." He nodded.

"I'll go get my brother then we can leave."

"Yay, I'm so hungry I could eat a cow, a pig, a chicken..."

"why don't you just swallow a whale too," said Dib.

"Yeah, that too." Dib, Gaz, and I was waiting at the door of the cafeteria watching my uncle trying to pull my dad away from Ms. Kate. That's just sad. Zim had left a few minutes ago, dragging his robo parents along with him. We waited another eight minutes before we could even step foot out of the school.

"Lets go," Gaz said in a deep, quiet voice as she pushed the buttons harder on her game.

"Look bro, I got her number," my dad said waving a piece of paper and smiling like he just won the lottery. I rolled my eyes. "And, she's gonna meet us at the restaurant." He started up the car and we drove off. Here we go.

All my dad did was talk to Ms. Kate. We were at Olive Garden (I love that place), and I was happily munching on my salad. I usually like to sit in the booth,but since she came, we had to sit at the table so we wouldn't be too crowded. since she did bring her sister along, for Gaz and Dib's dad I guess. We were all wrapped up in different conversations. Except for me. All I could do was eat and stare at...Zim. Zim and his dog. Well robot, really. He was already here when we walked in. Thank god he hadn't noticed me. Even though we were only a few tables away. He sat sideways so I could only see the side of his face.

If someone were to look at me, they would find it odd because I'm sure I look like i'm spacing out and they wouldn't know what I was looking at. I just hope that pesky little robot doesn't point me out to him.

"Would you like some cheese," said the server. (A/N you know, sever is now the proper term instead of saying waiter or waitress. it's just some male/female equal rule. the same goes with chairman or chairwoman. it's just chair. okay sorry for the boring note. Just wanted to point that out) I nodded my head.

"I'd like a lot, please."

"Just tell me when to stop." I watched as he turned the little grater. I think he almost ran out of cheese when he was done. What can I say, I like cheese in my soup. It was kind of amusing watching Gaz trying to play her game and eat her pasta. Did was talking with his mouth full about school. My dad was talking to both Ms. Kate and her sister, Mary. And uncle, he was telling Dib about "real science". Ugh science. What a load of BS. I did not come from some animal the swings from a tree and eats bugs and chews on twigs.

I was surprised that Dib hadn't noticed Zim. Which was a miracle. Speaking of Zim, again. He was slowly turning around my way. Oh, no. I looked down quickly at my bowl of soup and pretended to be interested in it. I counted to 10, just to be on the safe side. I looked up, and this motherF'er was looking at me. I did the only thing that came to my mind at the time. I gave a small smile. That is what I do when i'm nervous. He made no facial movement. Maybe he doesn't see me and he's just looking at something else. Well that theory was killed when he motioned for me to come to him. Why me?

I know crappy ending, but i really wanted to get another chapter posted for you guys. cuz I love YOU! sorry if there are mistakes, I was in a rush.