A/N: I had to revise this chapter because it s really hard to not use contractions in writing and I missed a lot in this chapter. ReRead all the things! I think I got them all. Man I really ballsed that up.

I sat there quite puzzled at the reaction Devon was having. I had only been assigned to this room for six week, three days, eleven hours and six minutes. It was time for my room mates to go to bed. Devon seemed to be having difficulty.

"Data. You can't be in here while I sleep."

"I do not understand why. You have told me before that you do not like me to use the nights to study, as the computer keeps you awake. You have also said, on more than one occasion, I may not sit at the table. I am to lay on my bed with my eyes closed." Devon was an odd man. We had gone through this argument in many iterations. I was taking many more lessons than others so I needed time to go over recorded classes I could not attend and do the coursework. It was not about studying, it was just about getting all the work done. I had spent my nights at the screen doing various work. I also had a small job with the registration offices, helping make their system more efficient.

Devon had taken issue, quite understandably to the light of the computer. He had gotten angry after three nights. I had taken to sitting quietly. Curfew was at eleven and everyone had to be in their rooms. Devon had also had issue with this because, even when I was sitting quietly, I was working, Devon said my eyes were open and it bothered him. So I closed my eyes, but I was still sitting. It turned out that Devon was just very intolerant of my presence.

"I might be able to find some special circumstance to be out after curfew, but it will take time." I said, trying to find an agreeable solution. I liked having a room and a bed, even if I did not use it much. A room meant a place to keep my things. I did not have a lot, but I had books, papers, experiments, and some awards from last quarter. My first quarter was spent with the family of a counselor. Everyone was uncertain if I could even attend Starfleet Academy. Talarui was who I stayed with, she was an older woman with six adopted kids. She treated me like her children. She had infinite patience, as evidenced by her having simultaneously raised two Vulcans, one human, a Klingon and two Belegusian children. I had met them all and, with her patience, she had managed to help each one keep their cultural identity. She fascinated me.

Devon did not pause. He told me that he wanted me to transfer rooms. It would be my third transfer this quarter. Everyone seemed to have different issues with my being here. Most of them seemed to be centered around the word "creepy" or "nark." I do not understand how the words apply to me, but I do know they give my peers distress. I try to avoid that because humans become hostile when they get uncomfortable.

I looked around the room, everyone was sitting in their bunks. While not everyone outwardly agreed, no one protested to the suggestion.

"I understand" was all I said before leaving the room. I had tried to stay the first time this happened and it lead to at least one violent outburst in which part of my face was destroyed. It had taken three weeks to learn how to repair it, as I discovered I had no idea what my skin was made of. Those three weeks had not helped my image among my classmates, save those in the robotics department who were very keen on getting a look at me.

I walked to the residential office to ask for a transfer.

"You're back" the receptionist said.

"I am sorry, sir. I knew how invested you were in that assignment working." He got to his computer to look for another room with an opening.

"Alright. I've found one. Your second major is Probability Mechanics. There is a group of Vulcans in your class. We tend to room Vulcans together because they adopt..." The receptionist paused as though what he was going to say was rude "very different behavior from humans when they are at the Academy."

"How so, sir?" I inquired.

"Well, Vulcan schools run on a different schedule. They run for five days, and then spend three sleeping while they are in school there. So when they are here, they stay awake during the five days classes run and sleep on the weekends."

"That sounds very agreeable. Please tell me if they agree."

"They should still be in their room if you would like to ask yourself." The receptionist offered. I sat in front of him at the chair.

"I do not believe I would know how. My knowledge of Vulcan culture is very limited, also, it is the weekend, will they not be resting?":

"Records show that someone is always awake. If one of them finds no /logical/ reason to keep you out, then the others shouldn't either."

I considered this and nodded. It did all seem very logical. I stood "What is the room number?"

"eighteen-thirty."

"Thank you, Sir. Do not take this the wrong way, but I hope not to have to come in here again." This made the receptionist laugh, I did not understand why, but he apparently did not take it the wrong way.

I made my way to floor eighteen. The room would be on the left, towards the end of the hall near the corner. Sure enough, there it was. I pressed the button to get the attention of anyone awake. I tried to press it softly, despite knowing it would not affect the loudness. The door opened only a few seconds later.

A Female Vulcan stood there, looking neutral as she should.

"Hello. I am Data. I am a cadet at the academy. We have Probability Mechanics together. May we step out and speak?" I was somewhat uncomfortable talking because I did not want to disturb anyone that might be sleeping.

She stepped out and allowed the door to shut. "I am sorry to bother you, but I find myself without a room. I have been displaced from my previous one and Residential says yours has a free bed."

She turned her head at an angle to mine, staring me straight in the eye. I made a note to ask why Vulcans have this tendency. "Why were you displaced from your previous room?"

"I have been placed in primarily human dorm rooms and they object to my study habits on the basis that I keep them awake."

"So Michel told you about our sleeping habits?"

"Yes. It seems more appropriate for my room to be with you."

"I see no reason why not. Let me wake the others and propose your request."
I tried to stop her because I did not want to wake anyone up. She insisted that the others would not mind. It took three minutes, forty-six seconds for her to come back.

"The others could find no reason to not allow you in. Please." She said, moving to the side so I could enter. "I've already programmed the door to let you in." I stepped forward. Half the room was awake, the rest had gone back to sleep.

I did not want to speak because of the three asleep. I just nodded to the three that were awake. This room was larger than the previous ones. It had ten beds. I found the empty one. It still had the sheet set that was placed on it when the quarter started. No one had seen any reason to move it. I made the bed carefully. I needed to move my things. The men from my room would be out by now. I stood and spoke to the woman from before. She was finishing up some work.

"I did not ask for your name. I am sorry."

"T'Svai" She said.

"T'Svai, I need to leave and get my things from the other room. Is that acceptable?"

"You may move about as you wish. No one here is going to stop you." Was all she said, before finishing her paper.

I nodded and left, I had many books to carry and a few other things. It took me less than thirty minutes to get completely moved. I suspected it was not in thoughtfulness that the boys had piled my stuff outside the room, but it was helpful none-the-less. I spent the rest of the day outside. I have always enjoyed being outside in both public and private areas. Public areas give me an easy venue to observe people. Private areas gave me time to test out things I had observed. Some were successful, some were not. Today I observed.

The rest of the day was without incident. I did not see my old roommates, and I returned to my quarters at curfew. Overall, it was not a difficult day. I intended to meet all of my roommates tomorrow before class.