A/N: Annnnd CUE MAIN CHARACTERS! ^_^ Sorry if Dib seems like an airhead, but, ya know, he kind of is (that's why I love him so much). Also, the end of the chapter sucks. Just to warn you.
Fifteen-year-old Dib Membrane was happy. He didn't know why, he just was. On this, the first day of his sophomore year of high school, he was optimistic, which was weird, considering he was… Well, Dib.
As he and his sister, Gaz, walked down the street to the Hi Skool, he found himself explaining the scientific properties of a vampire.
"So, of course, since they're undead, it would make total sense that the sunlight would make them burn up-"
Gaz grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"Dib, I swear, if you don't shut up, I will tear your head off and feed it to an anaconda!" she hissed. Dib blinked, wondering how close the nearest anaconda would be located. Gaz let go of him and continued walking. Their school was in sight now, and Dib broke into a run when he saw a familiar indigo-haired girl.
"Tak!" he called. She looked up and waved half-heartedly to him and turned back to the boy she was addressing, who Dib realized was Zim.
"Hey!" he panted, once he had finally managed to reach them. He gave Tak a small peck on the cheek, which she hardly seemed to notice. She was glaring hard at Zim.
"So, you're saying that the social networking companies are controlling the humans minds…?" she asked. Zim nodded earnestly.
"And, when the time is right, they will… CALL THEM TOGETHER AS THEIR ZOMBIE ARMY AND HAVE THEM DO THEIR EVIL BIDDING!" He paused for a moment. "I wish I had thought of that…"
Tak stared at him.
"Are you insane?"
"You can't possibly believe-AARGH!"
Tak put her head in her hands. This happened a lot-her brain was overloaded with Zim's idiocy. How Gaz, intolerant as she was, could put up with it like she did was beyond anyone's comprehension.
Zim folded his arms and glared at Tak, irritated that she didn't appreciate his "genius." He opened his mouth to say something, but just then Gaz joined the group.
"Hey," she mumbled, immersed in her game. Zim's expression brightened a bit. Dib pretended not to notice-he didn't exactly approve of Zim's relationship with his sister.
"SAY CHEESE!" a voice squealed. The four turned towards the voice-Gir was standing there holding up a camera, with a big, stupid grin on his face.
"No!" snapped the four teenagers. Gir took the picture anyway.
"Awww! You guys are so pretty!"
With that, Gir ran down the street and disappeared from sight.
Dib rolled his eyes.
"So, how's that gerbil experiment going?" Dib asked Zim.
"Eh? Oh. Oh, that. Aw, it didn't work out." Zim kicked a pebble. "Stupid gerbils."
"Well, that's the pot calling the kettle-"
Tak was cut off when someone shoved her aside and tackled Zim to the ground.
"Not so great at hiding, are you, Zim?" she hissed with an evil grin.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" exclaimed Dib. The girl looked up at him and scowled.
"This doesn't concern you, human."
She clamped handcuffs on Zim's wrists and pulled him to his feet. She looked like was going to drag him somewhere, but she was stopped by a blond boy and a girl with red hair, who had run up just in time.
"Scree," hissed the boy, "what the hell do you think you're doing?"
Scree blew a lock of black hair out of her face.
"Getting something accomplished, of course! Unlike you guys, who are just-"
"Uh, 'scuse me?" Dib cut in. All this time, he, Tak, and Gaz had been watching the events with confused looks on their faces.
Scree and the blond boy turned to glare at him.
"Why exactly do you want to kidnap Zim?"
The boy gave Scree a look like, Nice going, genious, and then smiled a huge, fake smile and said, "What? You didn't think we'd try to that, now do you?" He forced a laugh and unlocked Zim's handcuffs-of course Zim had been complaining about them this whole time. Then he grabbed Scree by the arm and he and the redhead ran inside.
"Hm… That was weird," Dib observed.
Later that day
By some weird coincidence, it turned out that Zim, Dib, Tak, Gaz, and the three weird kids that had attacked Zim earlier all shared the same lunch period. Dib found that fact odd, but not suspicious. Zim seemed to think otherwise.
"They're stalking me," he hissed. "They think I'm hiding something…"
"Why on earth would they think that, my normal friend?" he asked, over-annunciating each word. Zim gave him a sarcastic smirk and went back to picking at his food.
"Tell me something," he asked quietly, "are they looking at me?"
Dib, who was sitting across the table from him, and also facing the three "weird kids," looked over Zim's shoulder. What he saw slightly unnerved him. Scree and the boy were eying Zim the way a cat eyes its prey. The red-haired girl was looking around the cafeteria as if she had never seen one before.
"Uh, yeah… They're looking at you."
Zim made a tiny "YEEP!" sound and slouched down more, as if this would somehow hide him.
"You don't think they know something, do you?" he asked worriedly.
"Well… They might. I mean, look at you. You still don't get the concept of ears, do you?"
"HEY! Remember, it's-"
"A skin condition, right."
Dib took a bite of his food. His eyes kept wandering over to Scree. For some reason, she creeped him out more then the other two. The boy seemed to be the "brains" of their little group, and the redhead just looked nervous. Scree seemed like she was ready to murder the first person who pissed her off.
What if Zim was right, and they were stalking him? What if they had figured out that Zim was an alien?
Dib turned his head and dropped his fork.
Dwicky grinned widely.
"It's great to see you again! It's been a while!"
Dib gave his former (?) counselor a tiny smile.
"Yeah… It sure has." Dwicky laughed.
"I'm the new counselor!" he informed the group. When everyone appeared indifferent, he cleared his throat and awkwardly excused himself.
Dib absently watched the man as he made his way through the cafeteria. As he passed Scree and her "friends," the redhead squealed and grabbed the boy's arm. She looked terrified. The blond boy followed her gaze, and when he saw Dwicky, his eyes widened in horror. He put his arm around the girl and whispered something to her, then looked up to see Dib staring. Something in the boy's eyes told Dib that something-something bad-was about to happen.