ZaGr Fanfic? part 1Gaz POVZaGr Fanfic? part 1 by Cocolox
Ok, before I say anything, this is is not a ZimxMe story. It is a Me story because I would never fall in love and I don't need anyone!
I was walking down the hall playing my gameslave when Dib bumped into me, almost knocking the gameslave out of my hands.
He was having another one of his stupid rivalries with stupid Zim.
"Sorry Gaz!" * kneels at my feet * "Please don't kill me!"
I have to admit, I did feel a hint of satisfaction when he did that.
"Fine.", I snapped.
"Hmmmm.. Ehhmmmm...", Zim seemed to be studying every move I made. "Whatever.", I muttered under my breath. He wasn't worth destroying right now. As I approached the classroom door, the bell rang. Great, now I'm late for class. As I walk in, Mr. Elliot acknowledged that I was late, but didn't say anything. I sit down and pull out my gameslave and pretend to listen to whatever stupid things he had to say. Ugh- that teacher. After a few minutes, He calls my name. I look up, thinking I'm in trouble for not listening.
An Invader Zim Valentine's DayZim looked at the gray high school building in front of him with disgust. His antennae twitched under his itchy wig in irritation, and his eyes felt watery from the contacts. Why he still had to go to school and hadn't taken over Earth he didn't know. As he walked across the dying grass and into the "jailhouse," as most of the students referred to it, he only knew one thing: it was Monday, and it was going to be a very long day.An Invader Zim Valentine's Day by Silvershadow426
Expecting to see the same glum hallways as usual, the disguised alien was completely taken aback when he saw that the school had been flooded by a sea of pink. Hearts hung from the ceiling and stuck to the walls and peoples' lockers. Everyone around him was smiling creepily, and he noticed that they were giving each other gifts. He gagged as he saw that one of the gifts was chocolate, and tried not to think about the revolting sweet food. He decided to quickly grab his books and head to his first class. As he made his way toward his locker, a large banner almos