This Is A Little Excerpt From The Book 'Chasing Veameer by Blue Ballet. NOTHING BELONGS TO ME except for Miz! *SOME NAMES AND WORDS WERE ALTERED TO FIT*
Zim: Yeah, I guess Ms. Bitters would've thought that was cool, finding a letter that was off-limits,
Miz: That's not very nice. You don't like her?
- Zim digs in his pockets a little*
Zim: I do.
- Miz gives Zim a look then smirks and turns to him*
Miz: You're jealous of me.
Zim: I am not!
- Miz turns the other way smirking as behind her Zim is annoyed*
Miz: Admit it.
Zim: Well, just about your storeroom idea.
- Miz stops smirking and turns back to Zim*
Miz: Of course.
- Runs off*
- Zim looks confused then takes a pentimo out of his pocket and tosses it in the air and catches it with his palm*
Zim: I for idea.
- Zim looks on at Miz's closed door*
Zim: Or is it I for idiot.