Up Next Forever (An Invader Zim fanfiction)

Chapter Seven: Well, I guess he knows

"Alright, class!" Miss bitters shouted, dropping a big pile of papers on her desk. "Today we will be taking a test over what you read yesterday!" Miss bitters snapped, most of the kids in the class groaning. 'that'll be easy, well, probably.' (Y/n) thinks and glances down at his right arm which is still stuck in the cast. 'well, hope I don't fail for bad handwriting-' (Y/n) thinks, looking at the door opening, Dib walking in, clutching a strange device in his hands.

"I hope you have an excuse for being late!" Miss Bitters hisses and Dib shook his head. "No, sorry." Was all he said and trudged to his seat, sitting down and sending a glare at (Y/n), (Y/n) sticking his tongue out at Dib back before going back to a neutral face, looking ahead as a packet of paper was put on his desk.

'I know these results aren't right, I just know it!' Dib thinks as a packet was placed on his desk. 'this can't be right...' he trails off, picking up the device to look at the screen again, quickly putting the device down when Miss Bitters snapped at him to 'put that calculator away!'. 'I know these results are wrong, maybe I could get another sample and test it in my dad's lab, maybe that could get more accurate answers.' Dib thinks, grabbing his pencil and started to write, though his mind was clearly quickly drifting off, glancing at (Y/n) every now and then, clearly trying to study him.

(Y/n) just stared at the second question he answered, his handwriting was an absolute mess and it barely even looked like English. 'fuck dude, it looks like I can't spell or write.' (Y/n) thinks annoyed, seeing he spelt because and just wrong. 'bruh I went through middle school I swear, this is so bad!' (Y/n) thinks, struggling not to laugh as he moved on, glancing to his right to see Zim just scribbling down nonsense, already on the next page. (Y/n) rolled his eyes 'that's to be expected', he thinks, glancing to his left to see Dib writing down something on a blank paper, clearly trying to add something up, with 35% and 48% and 17% of something. 'whatever, I'll ask about it later.' (Y/n) thinks and lets out a sigh, looking back at his paper. 'time to fail.'

after about an hour the bell rang, everyone cheering and packing up to go to the next class. 'I didn't even get halfway done!' (Y/n) thinks dreadfully, starting to pack up his stuff, glancing to his left to see Dib still sitting there, trying to do some math on multiple sheets of paper which were covered in all these sciency things (Y/n) didn't understand. "Hey Dab, the class is over." (Y/n) says, picking up his stuff, looking over at the boy who was too absorbed in his work.

"Oi, Dab." (Y/n) says, reaching out to shake Dib's shoulder, Dib snapping back to reality, him glancing to his right to lock eyes with (Y/n), Dib letting out a shout of panic, falling out of his chair, earning a laugh from (Y/n). "What do you want?!" Dib snaps, standing up quickly, starting to collect his papers. "you were spaced out, and it's time for next class." (Y/n) says and points to the clock above the door, Dib glancing up at the clock, (Y/n) quickly swiping one of the most written on papers, stuffing it in his pocket before Dib could notice. "Oh." Was all Dib says and looks back at his desk, collecting his papers. "....thanks." Dib mutters and (Y/n) walked away, grabbing his bag and leaving the room, taking the paper out of his pocket.

'alright, he wrote some code, of course.' (Y/n) thinks annoyed before letting out a quiet laugh. 'nerd.' was all he thought, walking into the science room, there weren't many students, only ten small tables for two kids at each table. the teacher was sitting in the front at their desk, writing something on their computer.

"This is Science 3, right?" (Y/n) questioned the teacher, the teacher looking up from their computer, their eyes were a bright light blue, they looked like they were going blind. "O-Oh! Yes, I'm assuming you're the new student?" The teacher says back, (Y/n) nodding. "Yeah, I'm (Y/n), where do I sit?" (Y/n) just asked back, watching as the teacher stood up, towering over (Y/n) as they looked around the room from where they stood. "...jesus christ you're tall." (Y/n) muttered, the teacher glancing down at (Y/n) and quietly chuckling. 'wait shit I said that out loud.' (Y/n) thinks to himself, his mind internally screaming in panic.