Up Next Forever (An Invader Zim fanfiction)

Chapter Three: Skool?

(just so it's clear, reader/(Y/n)'s right arm is broken, they write with their right arm. also if you're wondering why Dib's wrist was bruised, Dib ended up chasing Zim home and Zim slammed the door hard on Dibs wrist when Dip tried to throw the door open, ha)

(The next day)

(Y/n) woke up, his back hurt like hell from sleeping on the concrete and his broken arm was throbbing. "Damnit, I should have found some hotel but nooo I just HAD to sleep in a cardboard box!" (Y/n) snaps at himself, shaking out his messy hair and getting out of the cardboard he slept in, grabbing the dark red sweater and stuffing it in the bag he bought from another store, putting on the magenta sweater.

'whatever, I just need to figure out how to go home and avoid those weird kids I've encountered dumb thot and bastard.' (Y/n) thinks, swinging the bag onto his back and walking out of the alleyway and walking along the sidewalk of the large city, not bothering to stay and look at stuff, just determined to find a way back home.

"Alright, so I fell through a portal, broke my arm, got harassed by some thot, and now I'm homeless, it's only been like a day? Why is this like some cringy fanfic-" (Y/n) grumbles to himself, bumping into some adult. "Watch it." (Y/n) hisses, looking up and seeing a police officer. 'oh goddamnit-' "Oi, boy, aren't you supposed to be in skool?" The officer said, (Y/n) rolling his eyes. "I'd never stoop that low to attend school!" (Y/n) said with determination in his eyes and he pointed at the officer with his broken arm, letting out a quiet "ack", putting his arm back down.

the officer stared at (Y/n) before letting out a sigh and pinching the bridge of their nose. "Listen, I'll give you twenty dollars if you agree to go to school, I already had to chase a few other teens to the school." The officer said and (Y/n) narrowed their eyes for a moment. "Make it twenty-five dollars, then I'll go to this "skool"." (Y/n) said and the officer sighed and handed (Y/n) twenty-five dollars. "Now get in the car." the officer said and pointed to the police car.

"Yeah yeah." (Y/n) says and rolls his eyes, walking to the police car, struggling for a moment before managing to open the police car with their left arm before getting in. "Let's just get to this "skool", wherever that is." (Y/n) grumbles, the officer getting into the car and glancing back at (Y/n). "You know, you sound a lot like that Zim kid, are you friends with him or something?" The officer asks as the police car started down the road, (Y/n) giving him a confused look. "Who is this "Zim"? His name is weird." (Y/n) asks, the officer shook his head. "Never mind, just a thought." Was all the officer said and went silent.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, the car stopped in front of a large school building with the word "Skool" in bright red letters. "...they spelt School wrong." (Y/n) grumbled and got out of the car, swinging their bag back onto their back, hitting their right arm making them let out a quiet 'ack'. "No, they spelt Skool right, now come on, we gotta talk to the principle." The officer said and waked up to the stairs and opened the door, waiting for (Y/n) to follow him, (Y/n) staring at the bottom of the steps and glanced around.

"I could just bolt and you couldn't catch me, right?" (Y/n) asks, the officer gave him a confused look. "What do you mean if you run-" The officer asked, getting cut off when (Y/n) suddenly bolted, sprinting down the sidewalk, taking a sharp left when there were just a bunch of trees, disappearing.

"Hey!" The officer shouted in the background as (Y/n) sprinted next to the school wall, stopping when he got to a chain-linked fence, seeing a bunch of teens around his age just running around or sitting around on laptops, probably finishing homework or something. (Y/n) jumped when hearing the officer and quickly tried climbing over the fence, struggling with his one broken arm. After a few seconds (Y/n) fell over the other side, only a few kids noticed.

(Y/n) quickly got back up and dusted himself off, quickly picking his bag up and speed walking away from the fence before the officer could see him. (Y/n) looked around as he walked, there was a bunch of semi-normal-looking kids doing whatever, just ignoring everything else around them, just focused on whatever they were doing.

"Hey, are you new here?" A voice behind (Y/n) asks, (Y/n) jumped and turned around, seeing this tall boy who looked like a stereotypical jock. "U-Uh, yeah?" (Y/n) says back, taking a step away from the jock. The jock smiled. "well welcome to the skool, did you already get your schedule?" He asks and (Y/n) just blinks, shocked that the jock was actually nice. "Uh, no, I just got here?" (Y/n) says, getting more and more confused by how the jock acted. "Well that's too bad, I need to run to the front office to go grab something, you could come with me so you can get your schedule!" The jock offers and (Y/n) slowly nods. "Alright, let's go...?"

(Y/n) and the Jock walked down the hallway. "So, what's your name, new kid?" the jock asks and (Y/n) glances up at him. "Oh, my name is (Y/n), what's your name?" (Y/n) says back, the Jock smiling. "I'm Kurt," Kurt(if that's your name change it to Ram) says back and smiles. "Were you named after Kurt from Heathers the Musical?" (Y/n) immediately said back, Kurt staring at him with a surprised look for a moment before laughing. "I wish!" Kurt laughed and (Y/n) just rolled his eyes. "Alright, Kurt, how'd you get your varsity jacket? which sport you play?" (Y/n) questions, Kurt smiled. "I'm captain of the Baseball team! we're always open for new members!" Kurt said and (Y/n) jokingly scoffed. "No way am I joining that cult, my legs are twigs and they will snap if I try to run!" (Y/n) says jokingly and he and Kurt laugh.

'is this guy just putting up an act or is he just really nice?' (Y/n) thinks, staring up at Kurt and narrowing their eyes at them. "Alright, we're here!" Kurt says happily, opening the door to the office, the two walked in. "Hello Kurt, who's this?" the front desk lady asked. "this is (Y/n), he's new!" Kurt says and the front desk lady nodded. "Alright (Y/n), you're that foster kid, right? You escaped the hospital or something?" the front desk lady says to (Y/n), (Y/n) just groaning. "Damnit why did they put that system?!" (Y/n) hisses under his breath, Kurt laughing.

"You ran out of a hospital?" he asks laughing, (Y/n) glaring at him. "shut it." he snapped, Kurt laughing even harder. "Alright (Y/n), here is your schedule, I will be contacting the foster family and tell them that you showed up for skool after school just come back here and they'll pick you up." the lady said and handed (Y/n) a paper that had all his classes. "Oh, you're in Miss Bitter's class? That's on the walk back to my class, we can walk together, come on!" Kurt says and smiles, leaving the office, (Y/n) trailing behind him.

"So, who is this "Miss Bitters" teacher?" (Y/n) asks, Kurt glanced down at (Y/n). "She's one of the sophomore teachers, she teaches most of the honour classes, I'm surprised you got into her class," Kurt said and (Y/n) groaned. "Nnooo I'm terrible at school why am I put in a honours classes?" (Y/n) whines, Kurt laughing. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll understand the subjects," Kurt says, looking up at the speaker when it rand, signifying that class was going to start soon. "Come on, Miss Bitter's class is at the end of the hall, you don't want to be late for her class, she gives out detentions like there's no tomorrow," Kurt says and sped up, (Y/n) speeding up as well, struggling to stay next to him. 'why am I so much shorter than him?' (y/n) thinks before Kurt stopped in front of the open door of Miss Bitter's room.

"Well see you later, (Y/n), have fun in class!" Kurt said before running down the hallway so he wouldn't be late for his next class. (Y/n) just let out a quiet laugh before heading inside the classroom, there were only a few students in the room. "Oh, you're the new student, aren't you?" The teacher spoke up, gaining everyone's attention. (Y/n) nodded. "Um, yeah, I'm-" "You're (Y/n), yeah yeah I know, I would make you introduce yourself but most of the class isn't here right now, now go sit down! I don't want to hear another word from you during class." Miss Bitter snaps and points at the second desk in the front.

"Alright, thanks." Was all (Y/n) mumbled back and walked to his desk, sitting down and just staring up at the ceiling as he just spaced out, snapping out of his daydream when he heard a loud, annoying, and familiar voice shout "YOU!"

(4.5 pages, 1653 words.)