Cuts and Bruises | By : Ignacia Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Two- Monday
The screeching, migraine-causing bell rang at the class=SpellE>skool. Dib entered the classroom, expecting a gasp or some big reaction to the horrible state he was in. He sported a purple, swollen cheek and a black eye, while a dried cut split his lip lower lip in two. His limp was more then a little noticeable and was making it very difficult to get to his desk at the far side of the room.
Dib’s hope for sympathy was crushed when he realized no one had even noticed his entrance, all except Miss Bitters.
“Quit dawdling Dib! Get to your seat,” she commanded in her eerie, gruesome way.
“Yes, Miss Bitters,” he sighed, his head hanging in hopelessness. He hadn’t received much attention from his dad or sister when he came home from the fight, so he had to do most of his own doctoring by himself.
After hobbling to his desk, he sat down carefully and looked over at Zim’s desk. Empty.
“Cool. I wonder if I killed him,” Dib said softly, smiling in hope of victory.
But there was no such luck for poor Dib. After he said that, Zim came limping into the classroom, trying to stay as out of sight as possible.
“Hey Zim! What happened to you,” some kid shouted from the back of the class.
Zim cringed when he was discovered. “Nothing, just a regular, normal earth accident,” he said with a nervous smile. But once he did, he turned and looked at Dib with a glare.
Dib glared right back at him and noticed Zim’s many battle scars. The gash on his head had been bandaged nicely and Zim seemed to be favoring his left arm and right leg.
He looks worse then me, and that’s saying something because I look pretty bad anyway, he thought to himself. There was a small part of Dib that almost felt sorry for Zim, a natural human sense of empathy. But Dib quickly shook the thought out of his head, thinking that Zim wouldn’t be feeling this way for him.
He probably doesn’t even know what empathy means, Dib thought darkly.
But on the contrary, Zim knew plenty about empathy and what it felt like to feel sorry for someone, even if you didn’t like them at all. But now was not one of those times. Zim was more obsessed with his own woes and with revenge to care about how Dib was.
“Alright children, the skool board, for some reason, think that it is important for you to learn about the dangers of sexual assault. So there will be a meeting after school in the auditorium for those of you interested,” Miss Bitters said, detesting having to be helpful to her students in any way.
Zim raised an eyebrow at the mention of this “sexual assault”. He raised his hand to get the teacher’s attention.
“What is it, Zim,” Miss Bitters growled.
“This ‘sexual assault’ thing… what is it,” he asked.
At that moment, it was as if someone had slammed on the brakes of a car, sending everyone crashing through the windshield. There was a huge gasp from nearly every kid in the classroom. Their eyes burned into him worse then the steam had. He looked around and felt like sinking into his chair, but held his head high, truly believing that he was the superior one.
All the while, Dib was finding this so incredibly funny that it was getting hard for him to hold in his laughter. Zim had just humiliated himself in front of everyone. It was like going to the movies to Dib. He wished he had some popcorn.
Miss Bitters growled angrily. She went to her desk and opened up the top drawer. She pulled out a big book and threw it on Zim’s desk.
“Look it up,” she screeched at him, turning back to the chalkboard to start the day’s lesson.
Zim looked at her curiously. His eyes slowly went down to the book on his desk.
Dictionary, he read off the cover. He opened it up and immediately caught on to its purpose.
“Hmmm, this seems to be an archive of complicated human words and their definitions. A book like this can easily help me in my mission to TAKE OVER EARTH,” he screamed.
“OH COME ON!!!! He just said it out loud! You guys had to have heard that,” Dib screamed at his class mates.
“Dib, shut up,” someone said, tossing a paper ball at his head.
“Yeah, Dib-Stink, shut up,” Zim echoed with a sly grin on his face.
Dib’s eyes narrowed in anger, but he settled down into his seat, grumbling to himself about how stupid everyone was.
Zim grinned evilly but turned his attention back to the dictionary in front of him.
“Here it is… sexual assault,” he said softly, following the words with his finger. “…a statutory offense that provides that it is a crime to knowingly cause another person to engage in an unwanted sexual act by force or threat; also see rape.”
Another word he was unfamiliar with… rape. He opened up the book and searched for rape. He read the definition to himself, rubbing under his chin in thought.
“I must know more,” he said to himself, his eyes narrowing in thought as he schemed.
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