So here's my new ZaGr fanfic! I do hope you enjoy this. However, I must warn you that there is some strong language in a couple of chapters, and some sex references. Just so you can be aware!

Enjoy!

I do not own Invader Zim. Invader Zim belongs to -shudders- Viacom. I only own the plot for this story. Don't sue me!

Chapter One.
Mr. Loogy

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Zim fiddled around with his pencil. He was sitting in the skool office, waiting anxiously for his turn to speak with Mr. Loogy, the skool principal.

When the Irken had first started attending this skool last year, he had learned that the principal was like the leader of the skool. He was surprised to find out just how many students and teachers despised their skool leader. The way he saw it, you leader was supposed to be somebody who you were loyal and obedient to. That didn't seem to be the case amongst the skool's student body.

When he saw the Principal's office door open and Melvin run out crying, he knew that it was his turn next. It was his turn to see why everyone disrespected him.

"Zim," called Mr. Loogy.

Nervously, the Irken strolled into the office, leaving the door open. That was one thing that he had been taught as a smeet learning his basic battle strategies: always leave the door open when dealing with a potential threat. It could literally save your life.

"Close the door, please," Mr. Loogy comanded.

"B-but- Are you sure?" Zim pleaded.

Mr. Loogy just gave him the close-the-door-and-obey-me-stupid-student look. Zim hesitantly closed the door. His last hope of survival, gone.

"Have a seat," said the newfound enemy.

Zim sat down.

"Okay, Zim, listen. I'm not going to drag this out, it's just... okay, look, you have an F in every period except Literacy, of which you have a G. Now why is that?"

The now sweaty Irken didn't answer. 'Zim needs no letter to decide his IQ,' he thought to himself.

"Listen, Zim. I know it's not because you're stupid, and if that's what you're thinking, don't. There is no such thing as a stupid student. You're just, eh... challenged. You have special needs, it appears."

He paused to let his words sink in.

'How DARE you refer to the almighty Zim as stupid. Zim is not stupid. Zim's mind is simply to superior for you to understand, miserable fool.'

"You're not alone. There are plenty of kids like you who need... special attention. Have you considered getting a tutor perhaps?"

Zim perked an eyebrow up curiously. "A... tutor?" The word was so peculiar. What was this 'tutor' he spoke of?

"Yes, a tutor. There are plenty of students here who have plenty of academic knowledge to spare. Might I suggest to you some of our top students?" Zim didn't reply, as he was too busy thinking it through. "Okay, let's see, there's... Betty Betson... Mattie Moo... Dib Membrane! Do you know him? He's a very smart student!"

Zim's face was grim. Was he really suggesting that the Dib-hyuman help Zim? And here he was calling Zim the stupid one.

"No? Okay, well... let's see... Ida Nurd? Er, Gigi Bloo? Max Wax? Ah! Here we go, Gaz Membrane. Sure, she's Dib's little sister, but between you and me, she's the smartest student in this skool. Did you know her father's the Professor Membrane himself? She'd be a wonderful choice."

Zim didn't reply. Why on Irk would he choose the sister of his enemy? Even if her personality really... as he'd heard the humans say... turned him on. (No, dear reader, Zim does not know what this term means. To Zim, this seems to mean that he liked it... not in a sexy way.)

"Okay, well look," Mr. Loogy went on, seeing Zim's lack of interest in getting a tutor. "If you don't boost up those grades by the end of this new semester, we might have to transfer you to another school. Have you heard of St. Angie's? It's a private school for children who need a little extra attention for their educational needs. And if that doesn't work, well you might be facing a possible expulsion. I'm sorry, but we just don't have room for students who don't put the effort into what we're teaching. Do you understand, Zim?"

"Are you saying that you're considering expelling me? ME! I AM ZIIIIM!"

If there was one thing he didn't need, it was to be removed from the public school system. This school was what he needed to rule the world. Without it, how else was he supposed to study human behaviour and weakness?

"I'm sorry, Zim," Mr. Loogy apologized sympatheticly. "You have until the end of this semester. You're dismissed."

Zim stalked out of the office grudgingly. How dare he threaten Zim with such a thing as an expulsion!

After thinking about it for a while, Zim decided getting a tutor wasn't really such a bad idea...

Next chapter up after seven reviews! Why? Because this is the pilot chapter!

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Invader Gigi out.