It was the first ngày of skool. Skoodge and I walked into the classroom.
    “Class, meet our new classmates. Say your name and anything else bạn want to say before I change my mind about letting bạn into the classroom.” The weird human teacher, Ms. Bitters, said.
    “I’m Skoodge.”
    “I’m Del, and I’m glad to be accepted as fellow smeets, hoặc worm em bé or-“
    “That’s all bạn can say now, so shut up, RIGHT NOW! Del, bạn can sit behind Cynder. Skoodge, sit behind Zim. Now, as bạn probably already know, we are all doomed…”
    As I went to sit, Cynder, the girl Ms. người thù hằn, đắng mentioned, a girl with black, untamed, yet perfect hair, gave me a questioning look. I nodded. Her sparkled with understanding. “So bạn are from where I am!”
    “…and we are all doomed so might as well accept it.” Ms. đắng, cay đắng continued with her lesson.
    Doom may come sooner than bạn think! I thought. Just than I felt a spitball hit the back of my head. I turned around to see Aza, Zim’s trainee, holding a straw.
    “What was that for?” I asked.
    “Zim is so much better than Skoodge. We WILL take over Earth, and without YOUR help.”
    “I never đã đưa ý kiến bạn wouldn’t,” I said, turning my head. Her response was three thêm spitballs.
    
    I sat bởi Skoodge in the cafeteria and poked at the food. What living thing could eat beans and not suffer side effects!? I do not like beans.
    Just then I heard my name. I turned my head to see that the boy from my đường phố, street was pointing to me. “Dib,” a kid said, “Del is not an alien.” “Del! She’s an alien. Skoodge, too! Can’t bạn see it!?” Anger surged through me. I got up.
    “I am an alien about as much as Old Kid hoặc Keef is! Really, if anyone is an alien around here, it’s you. Big head, always talking about aliens. I bet bạn know all about aliens. Let’s see, how is the Irken government worked?”
    “The Tallest are the leaders,” the boy Dib responded.
    “Right. What is the intergalactic thực phẩm planet?”
    “Foodcourtia.”
    “Correct. See, he knows all about aliens!”
    “You knew those things, too.”
    I glared at him, “Don’t push it.”

    When we got home, I did some research on Dib and aliens. What I found was the Swollen Eyeball. After I had joined under the name Agent Arotled, I looked for Dib’s Agent name, Agent Wolfman. When I opened up the call, Dib was mumbling to himself.
    “Stupid Del, and stupid Zim, and…”
    “Agent Wolfman, I believe and trust bạn on your opinions and experiences with aliens. I am doing some research on the behavior of Irkens. Will bạn tell me about the aliens bạn have encountered?” I asked.
    “Really!? Ok, um, there’s Zim. He was the first one to come here…”

Three hours and 2 Irken Poop Cola Pooptarts later…

    I perked up when I finally heard my name.
    “Then there’s Del. She’s strong, and can defend herself. She turned the tables on me really fast! She’s smart, and she has the bluest of eyes,” Dib sighed. “She’s really cool. I like her. A lot.”
    I blushed. “Umm… that’s all the time I have now. See bạn at Sko- I mean later. Bye!” I ended the message.