Jayden: Tell me more! What is Zen doing?
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~Chapter 2: Alien~
Zen walked into the kitchen the next morning. "Guess who made waffles?!" Gir cried, setting a plate in front of his master.
She began eating the delightful food as Gir set some bacon on her plate. She smiled with glee as to how tastey earth filth could be!
Today Zen wore short jean shorts, a black tank top labled: OUR PLANET EARTH~<3 in bold blue letters, and her origanal boots (with da fur xD). Her hair was down and brushed throughly.
Zen walked to the mirror with a hand on hip, looking herself over. She thought she looked pretty damn hot for an invader.
Later, she arrived at the High Skool. Zen walked into the class room as the bell rang. Mrs Cook was asigning social studies partners. She looked at the last two of the class. Zen and Dib.
At first, Zen refused to work with the big headed human. Then, she got the idea; maybe if she were to befriend the filth earth-monkey, she could develop information for this planet and DESTROY it!
Zen nodded in agreement to working with Dib and laughed evily before walking to his desk, innocently.
As Dib was writing their names onto the work sheet they had recieved, Zen scanned the history book. Dib looked up at the green teen.
"What are you doing?" Dib asked, suspiciously.
Zen looked up her saphire blue eyes giving him the death glare. "I'm certinly reading your history, Dib-thing!" she hissed.
"It's boring, anyway.." he protested.
"It's information.." she muttered to herself. She flashed an evil smirk before returning to her duties.
Dib shifted uncomfertably in his seat. Something was wrong with this girl. And her green skin was no condition. Zen moved closer, running her fingers through his sythic hair.
"Aww, Dib-thing, what's wrong?" she asked with a hiss. She removed his glasses and gave him a light peck upon his cheek.
Dib pulled away quickly, snatching his glasses from her, causing her to flash another evil smirk, followed with an evil glare.
Next class was Gym. The last period of the day. Zen was sitting down, Zita and some other girls surrounding her. Dib walked out and spotted her.
There's got to be something wrong with her.. he thought to himself.
Zita and the girls pulled back. They had braided Zen's hair, a purple bow holding it all together. With that she wore a pair of short black shorts, a white spegetti strapped tank top, and white tena shoes with knee-high socks.
Zen turned as she suddenly began talking to her watch. "Gir, I'm in school right now, contact me back after three, dot, dot, zero, zero. Gir, not now! Be quiet!" she whispered.
Dib glared at her suspicously. That's when he had to go undercover.
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~Chapter 2: Alien~
Zen walked into the kitchen the next morning. "Guess who made waffles?!" Gir cried, setting a plate in front of his master.
She began eating the delightful food as Gir set some bacon on her plate. She smiled with glee as to how tastey earth filth could be!
Today Zen wore short jean shorts, a black tank top labled: OUR PLANET EARTH~<3 in bold blue letters, and her origanal boots (with da fur xD). Her hair was down and brushed throughly.
Zen walked to the mirror with a hand on hip, looking herself over. She thought she looked pretty damn hot for an invader.
Later, she arrived at the High Skool. Zen walked into the class room as the bell rang. Mrs Cook was asigning social studies partners. She looked at the last two of the class. Zen and Dib.
At first, Zen refused to work with the big headed human. Then, she got the idea; maybe if she were to befriend the filth earth-monkey, she could develop information for this planet and DESTROY it!
Zen nodded in agreement to working with Dib and laughed evily before walking to his desk, innocently.
As Dib was writing their names onto the work sheet they had recieved, Zen scanned the history book. Dib looked up at the green teen.
"What are you doing?" Dib asked, suspiciously.
Zen looked up her saphire blue eyes giving him the death glare. "I'm certinly reading your history, Dib-thing!" she hissed.
"It's boring, anyway.." he protested.
"It's information.." she muttered to herself. She flashed an evil smirk before returning to her duties.
Dib shifted uncomfertably in his seat. Something was wrong with this girl. And her green skin was no condition. Zen moved closer, running her fingers through his sythic hair.
"Aww, Dib-thing, what's wrong?" she asked with a hiss. She removed his glasses and gave him a light peck upon his cheek.
Dib pulled away quickly, snatching his glasses from her, causing her to flash another evil smirk, followed with an evil glare.
Next class was Gym. The last period of the day. Zen was sitting down, Zita and some other girls surrounding her. Dib walked out and spotted her.
There's got to be something wrong with her.. he thought to himself.
Zita and the girls pulled back. They had braided Zen's hair, a purple bow holding it all together. With that she wore a pair of short black shorts, a white spegetti strapped tank top, and white tena shoes with knee-high socks.
Zen turned as she suddenly began talking to her watch. "Gir, I'm in school right now, contact me back after three, dot, dot, zero, zero. Gir, not now! Be quiet!" she whispered.
Dib glared at her suspicously. That's when he had to go undercover.
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