--Previously--

It was relieving to know that even though I got along with Zim, I stayed friends with Dib. He was also happy to know that I didn't find him weird after his spam calls. He doubted that I ever wanted to talk to him again after that. I guess that was another reason to upset him. I didn't blame him, he was in a tough situation. I was just glad that he was able to crack a smile in the end!
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"(Y/N)?" I heard a soft, male voice ring in my ears. I didn't move; I didn't even make a sound.
"(Y/N)..?" He raised the tone a little, and I felt cool hands shake me slightly. Tiredly, I opened my eyes, only to have met face to face with my Dad. He smiled, seeing how tired I was compared to him. We both had messy sleep schedules; We were like father like daughter.
"Tired?" He teased, receiving a nod from me. I found it odd - the fact that he came in here to wake me up - he never does that! "Well, unfortunately for you, it's a Monday. Make sure your up on time later. I only woke up to tell you that I won't be in today - until the evening - that is."
I replied with a lazy 'mhm', not really paying attention to what he had said. But when I really took it in, I wondered why he couldn't write a note for me.
"My eyes are pretty much dead. Remember, I've not gotten much sleep and has survived on coffee."
Its funny, they say coffee gives you that buzz of energy; it doesn't do anything to me. However, I never questioned my Dad. It wasn't until a short while after had he left me alone to sleep some more.

When I finally did wake up, I complained to myself. I did that all morning; while I got dressed, ate breakfast, washed my face etc. Once I was ready, I never stopped. I really did need to catch up on a severe amount of sleep.
I wasn't too pissed about it in the end. I'd see Alex. It felt like I hadn't spoke to her in centuries. My mood quickly changed after thinking about that, and because I heard a knock on the door. With caution, I crept towards the door. I wasn't home alone - so it could pretty much be anyone. I looked through the peephole, feeling relief wash over me after seeing both Dib and Gaz. I gathered my things and shot out the door.

As usual, we chatted all of the way to school. Me and Dib parted ways with Gaz and met up with Alex in the yard. It was nothing special, just how our mornings would play out everyday. I hadn't noticed yet, but Zim was nowhere to be found. I saw that Dib was rather nervous about this. I felt the same way; I knew that Zim had his reasons. Either he's planning something again, or he's just sick. I doubted the second option though.

Lunch time was when everything went down. It was a well-known girl at school that basically gave away the fact why Zim didn't go to school. Jessica. We never spoke to each other, but I felt the urge to talk to her after what I had seen.
It wasn't harmful to anyone or anything. She just happened to be walking by with her friends when she stepped on a contact.
"Ew." She said in disgust, picking up the the singular contact that was on the floor. 'It looks oddly familiar...' She thought to herself. Then, she smirked. Jessica stood on her table, catching the attention of all of the 'Skool' kids. She waved the contact in the air, saying:
"Zim wears contacts!!" She mocked with a sly smirk. Dib grinned widely at this, seeing as he could use this as an advantage. Jessica was usually quiet. She was 'popular' in the school but it was rare for her to speak up much. So this whole thing was odd. Then again, it was her own selfishness that brought her to do it. 'I could make a few bucks!' Is what she thought. "Who wants it?"
It was no surprise that Keef raised his hand to the roof at this question. I never questioned why Dib held a hand up too. I knew what they both wanted. Keef was obviously a creepy kid with an obsession with Zim; While Dib was the pure opposite (minus the 'creepy' part).

I only sighed and raised a hand myself. I had to somehow be the one to get that contact. After all, if I revealed Zims identity, there's still a high chance that I could still get hurt. He never dismissed his word from that night he brought me to his base.

"Three? Is that all? I expected less..." Jess frowned. Then again, it would make it more entertaining. It was then that she decided that a bit of money wasn't going to be enough for this priceless object. "Oh well! I'm going to need a good pay..."
"Just hand over the contact, Jessica. It's not yours-"
"It's not yours either." She had a fair argument. I could only shrug to answer that. "Listen, I don't like neither of you. What's so good about this stupid thing anyway...?"
If only I could tell her; If only I could tell her about Zim being an alien. Well, she wouldn't believe me anyway but besides the point. I groaned, but my eyes widened, seeing the contact flying from her hands and into someone's food. It was Chunk - a boy with bright, green eyes and ginger hair - and he did not look so pleased.

After that, the whole dinner hall broke into a food fight. It was a miracle that Zims contact had fell within my reach. And after getting covered in all sorts of the disgusting food that the school had to offer, I headed straight to the bathroom.
I turned the tap on and started to wash my face. Behind me, stood a confused Alex. It took time, but I had to explain that it was the best thing for her to be waiting in the bathroom with me. She tried helping me get the food off. The stains remained, as well as the smell. I hated it; I prayed that Zim would be grateful. Actually, I hope that this is the reason he missed school.

What confuses me the most is how on earth that contact managed to get into the school in the first place...!?

Then a high-pitched voice rung through the speakers.
"Hello you disgusting creatures of Earth! I'd like to inform you that there is a FIRE!! The alarms broken, so I had to tell you myself. This is your head-master speaking! NOW GET OUT!!"

I slapped my head in annoyance. Just what was that boy up to now!?
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