Space Boy (Invader Zim X Reader)

Chapter 10: Class

After that little hallway sideshow, I went to class early and took out my worksheets and such for class. Mrs. Bitters was in her chair; sleeping already. I didn't blame her. She would wake up once Zim and Dib got into class I'm sure. It's only my second day here and I think I know a lot more than I thought I would.

Searching for a pencil, I became anxious by the time class started. If I didn't have a pencil, Mrs. Bitters would rip my head off for sure! I glanced over and saw a girl with purple hair that sits behind Zim. She looked like she was texting a friend or maybe playing an idle game on her phone. "Hey uh Pita-is it?" I asked, unsure of her name. She scowled at me. I guess that wasn't her name.

"It's Zita new girl! What do you want?" Zita barks at me. I stared at her, puzzled on why she's angry at me. I decided to shake it off. "N-Never mind." I sighed feeling intimidated. I slouch into my chair. The bell rings as Zim and Dib scurry in. I bet they were still arguing in the hallway. After Dib's chair skids out, making a painful sharp sound, Mrs. Bitters finally wakes up. "What the fu-oh yeah. You're late!" She snapped at Dib, who was taken aback. "N-No Mrs. Bitters! I made it just before the bell rang-" Dib stutters to the teacher before Zim quirks out in laughter. "Believe me Mrs. Bitters, for the monkey was late to class!" Zim interjected. The two glared daggers at each other before Mrs. Bitters told both of them to shut up. They both quivered in fear and sat in their seats silently.

I looked over at Zim, who didn't have any books or anything. It looked like he didn't care about his classes. Meanwhile Dib has everything with him. He even brought his own textbook! Not to mention the pencils he has.

"Okay students," Mrs. Bitters slides the 's' in students, "today we're going to read on why no one likes lemons and how they are the most disgusting fruit to ever exist on this earth." She instructed.
"But I like lemons-"
"BE GONE WITH YOU!"

The kid was sent to the underground classroom.

"Now, Melvin is going to pass out the worksheets. Do it silently." She glared at both Zim and Dib. "I don't wanna hear another sound from any of you children. NOW WORK!"

Melvin walked around and began passing out papers. Dib reaches down to where his pencil case was and grabbed one of his pencils. I began to sweat nervously. "D-Dib?" I stutter out to him. Dib looks at me with a questioning look. "C-Can I borrow a pen-"
"BEGONE WITH YOU!!" Mrs. Bitters shouts, flipping another kids desk to the underground classroom. Zita looked horrified. "Mrs. Bitters! Sarah didn't even say anything!" Zita protested to the old woman. Mrs. Bitters widens her beady eyes. "Oh...whoops. That's fine I didn't like her anyways."

I shrunk back into my seat, getting ready to cry due to having anxiety. Why have I been cursed with being so weird! This is all for not having a pencil with me.

I found a broken crayon on the floor, but I saw this nasty crusty hand take it before me. "WhOoPs I'vE dRoPpEd My CRAYON!" The gross kid nearly yells at me. To my surprise, Mrs. Bitters didn't say anything. I looked at Zim, who had scissor on his face along with other materials. He looked completely clueless on what was going on.

Lol ignore the sweatshirt Zim is wearing in this pic. Also I guess you're wearing a blue t shirt, you don't have to if you don't want to. ❤️

Glancing back over at Dib, I saw that he already finished his work and stood up to turn in the paper. He was the first one done. Dib had a accomplished smirk on his face. He winked at me, causing me to fluster up. What's this guys deal?

I felt a little poke on my shoulder. Turning to where it was, I saw Zim holding a sharpen pencil with a big eraser on the end. "Take my wooden writing stick, human. It's the best I have." Zim whispers to me. I look over at Mrs. Bitters, who was daydreaming. "A-Are you sure?" I asked him softly. He placed it on my desk gently. "Yes."

I checked to see if the pencil had any little chip or anything that could harm me. This is Zim after all, the kid who tried to erase my memory of him being an alien. The boy who most likely was going to kill me. The alien who could have poisoned me with a muffin. Touching the pencil, I was met with the smooth wooden texture of it. It really was just a regular pencil. I picked it up and began to fill out the questions quickly. I peaked over at Zim, who was watching me.

I finished and as soon as I did, Zim stood up and grabbed my paper without me saying anything. He marched up to where Dib's paper was. He picked up Dib's paper and literally ripped up in front of the class. Zim threw the shreds at Dib's now horrid face. "HEY!" The boy shouts in rage.
"BEGONE WITH YOU!" Mrs. Bitters snapped at Dib, who was then flipped upside down into the underground classroom. I nearly screamed when he did. Zim sat my paper on the desk and then his unfilled-paper on top of mine. He walked back over with a smug look on his face. "Zim bas defeated the enemy once again!" He cheered silently. I couldn't help but smile at his behavior. Even though the green boy was scary, he was somewhat comical in his ways.

After another class, we went to the cafeteria for lunch. Before I could get up from my seat, Zim stood up in front of me. "I, the amazing Zim, has invited you to feast with me at my precious lunch table." Zim invited me. I laugh awkwardly and nodded. "Sure." Without another word being said, he grabbed onto my wrist and ran to the lunchroom. "H-Hey! What's your problem?!" I shrieked at Zim with his sudden behavior. Making it to his table, he sits down, causing me to sit down next to him. His hand was still firmly wrapped around my wrist.

"Because I need to have a conversation with you, (Y/N)-Human." Zim admits. I blushed, thinking about where this may go. "Yesterday," his grip becomes tighter, "you have saw something no other human has been aloud to see. You have been in the presence of my real self!" Zim begins. I cut him off. "I'm sorry Zim! I didn't mean to run! You can erase my memory I'm sorry-" he places his gloves hand on my mouth, causing me to become muffled in his hand. His other hand was still holding my wrist.

"I have concluded with myself that you are indeed harmless, unlike the Dib-Worm. You will not tell anyone about me, or else..." Zim grips his hand on my wrist even hard than before causing me to cry out in pain. Zim realizes what's he's doing and he stops immediately. "Do you understand, human?" Zim asked, actually more like a threatening way to me. I didn't tell anyone about my experience with Zim yesterday except for Dib, but Dib already knew that Zim was an alien.

"Okay," I managed to muster out. Zim smirks with a little giggle. He then, again like yesterday at lunch, stood on the table. No one paid attention to him. "Victory! Victory for Zim!" He chants to himself. I tugged on his tunic with a pink dusted face. "Zim! C'mon let's eat lunch." I bribed him. It actually worked. He then frowned. "But you have nothing to eat. The food I, Zim, was going to hand to you has been obliterated by the stink-beast." Zim said. I blushed thinking about what had happened this morning. I smiled softly. "It's okay Zim. I've never got the chance to say thank you for that." I told him. Zim just looks at me blankly. He looked like he was about to say something, but it looked like he was having an inside battle with his mind. I stood up and went into the lunch line.

When I came back, Zim was still sitting there. He looked to the side while rubbing his hands together. I took one bite of my peas and spat them onto a napkin. I was cackling at how gross the food was. Zim softly laughed. It then built up as I started to cry of laughter. We were both laughing so hard some kids actually looked over at us. I didn't care though. For once I didn't care what anyone else thought.

After we died down, I shoved my tray away and played with a plastic fork. Zim looks at me. When I looked up at him, it looked like he had a greenish-blue hue on his cheeks. Was he blushing? Zim looks down with a small smile at the table.

"You're welcome."

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I guess things are cool now with Zim! For now....or I guess forever I dunno.

F in the chat tho to pay respects for Dib in the underground classroom. He's not dead btw he's fine. His big head saved him from the fall😂😂 jk