Let Me Hold You

chapter eleven

I'm so, so, so, so sorry that i haven't updated. I"ve been so stressed with only 8 more days of school and one of my good friends went missing last wensday, which she's just been found. THANK GOD! But anyway. Here I am with a chapter for my wondeful reviewers. And if you're a fan of The OUTSIDERS, I'm gonna be writing a story.

On with the story

I was so tired today. I had no energy to do anything. My mom had stayed over and kept pestering me. Never in my life have I ever been annoyed so much. And that's saying something since Zim was now my new "boyfriend." Lord, help me. All day he has been trying to talk to me about nothing really important. We only had 20 minutes left and Ms. Kate was talking about news in the school.

"Last but not least. There will be a talent show for you youngsters." I perked up. A talent show. Now that's right up my ally. Ha, this is going to be great.

"All you need to do is sign up today," she said setting down a piece of paper. "Come on up if yo..." I just about ran up there to signed my name on the dotted line. Well the line wasn't dotted, but it felt cool to say it.

"Well someone's excited." I looked at the new kid, Bianta. She had gotten up too. She gave me a look. I know that look. Competition.

"Looks like I"m not the only one," I said signing my name. I took my sweet time sighing my name. I brushed passed her and sat down. I was about to lay my head down until I saw her ERASE MY NAME AND PUT HERS ON THE FIRST LINE. The whole class went, "ooohhhh." Except Zim and Dib. That bitch. If that was how she wanted to play. I waited for her to sit then walked up there and took the sign-up sheet. I ripped the part off that had her name and threw it in the trash. That'll show her.

"Bianca Membrane does not play nice," I said now putting my name at the "new" first line. "She plays right. Down. Dirty." I said fixing my eyes on her. I gave her the evil eye before I sat down.

"Girls. Be nice," said Ms. Kate giving me a "if you don't do what I say I will tell your father" look. I slumped in my chair. That bitch gonna erase MY name. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch.

The bell did finally ring and I couldn't wait to get home. I wanted to pick the best song to sing for the talent show. Dib was staying after school so I had to wait for my dad to pick me up. Hopefuly he dosen't send my mother to fetch me. I sat on the stairs and was in a peaceful state of mind. That didn't last long.

"What do you want Zim."

"Hmm? Bianca, I didn't notice you there." I sighed.

"Zim, you've been standing there for three minutes trying to clear your throat."

"Can I help it if Zim has something in his throat?"

"Smart ass," I said under my breath.

"But now that you have noticed me, Zim would like to help." I raised my brow at him as he sat down beside me. "Since you are now zim's woman."

"Zim," I said threatingly, but he excused it.

"Zim wants to help you win this...t- AL- ent show."

"Talent show. And why?"

"I just told you why."

"Oh," I said putting my resting ym chin on my knees. I thought he was gonna say cause he loved me or something close to that. Not because I was his "woman." Which I AM NOT. So why do I feel hurt. I sighed knowing that he wouldn't go away.

"okay, fine. You can help me pick a song."

"Great. May Zim suggest a song?"

"what song is that," said acting bored.

"An old song from my...home planet."

"Not even in hell," I standing up. My dad finally came and honked the horn.I hate the honks of a car. He only did it to annoy me. "Bye, Zim. See you later."

"Bye. zim loves...you." I froze up.

"What did you just say?" He looked embarressed.

"Uh, isn't that what...humans are suppose to say...to show affection?" I wanted to say yes, but I coulnd't. I looked down at my shoes.

"We're not even really together Zim. I told you that." He looked a little hurt. Gosh I'm such an idiot sometimes. "But, yes that's what they say. See you later." and with left I got in the car and was left thinking about what Zim had said.

Short, I know. But i wanted to end it there so the next chapter could be longer. I know there has to be spelling errors. There's no spell check. I can't FINE IT. AHHHHHHH NO, I NEED IT.