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Chapter 1: First Meeting

Nyota Uhura sighed as she stood up from her seat in the transport pod. Finally, finally, after waiting for so long she had been accepted at Star Fleet Academy. And now she had arrived at Earth's headquarters for Star Fleet, San Francisco. She had never been here before, but the moment she set eyes upon the city she felt a thrill of excitement. The Star Fleet campus was situated on the outskirts of the city. She stepped down from the pod and took a breath of the salty sea air, feeling the cool fresh air brush over her dark brown skin. Her hair was down for the moment and it was caught by the bay breeze. It was pushed passed her face and fluttered behind her. She shivered as a chill ran up her spine. San Francisco was much colder than her home town in Africa. Nyota heard the people behind her chatting amiably amongst each other. Despite not being brought up speaking English she understood every word. It had been her third language, after Swahili and French. Both languages were spoken by her people. Learning English had been the obvious choice if she wanted to go into Star Fleet.

Nyota took a look around the campus. She could see the main building where the mess hall was, and where the convergence room was too. She could see one section of the dorms, and she could see the admissions building. She headed in that direction. She quickly checked herself in, and got the key to her room, her schedule, and her ID. Hefting her back, she walked where the lady had instructed her. She would of course be in the first year's dorm, with a girl named Galia. As she turned the final corner to her dorm, she glanced at her ID. It wasn't a terrible picture, but not very pleasing either. She sighed. She knew that most of the "male species" found her attractive but the truth was she had no interest in that area. She was interested in learning languages, so that she could study zenolinguistics and become a communications officer. As Nyota continued her reverie she didn't notice the person coming around the other corner. She collided with the body, and being taken completely by surprise she slipped and fell backwards. Instinctively she landed as she had been taught in her self-defense classes. What surprised her was that she didn't hit the ground. Instead a strong hand grabbed her arm and effectively pulled her upright. The moment she had regained her balance the hand let go.

Nyota looked up into dark brown/nearly black eyes. The man who had caught her had a very interesting hair cut. His bangs were cut to be an inch above his eye brows, and his sideburns had been trimmed to from points. His hair formed a helmet around his head. Although the first look of the hair was slightly appalling she found herself liking it. Then she looked at his face. He had a strong nose and jaw, and quite to her surprise pointed ears. His eyebrows were angled up, and he had nice full lips. Nyota blinked and the noticed he was wearing the dark gray uniform of a graduate and instructor. She immediately panicked. She had hit a professor!

She bowed, "I'm truly sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm really sorry Commander." She told him.

He blinked, "There is no need to apologize, it was no one's fault, and therefore there is no logical reason for either to apologize."

"Oh." Nyota chuckled nervously.

"You must be new here, I do not believe I have seen you before. You are?" He inquired.

"Cadet Uhura Sir. I just arrived. Thank you for catching me…."

He raised an eyebrow slightly an nodded, "It was the logical course of action. I am Command Spock."

Nyota's eyes went wide with shock, not only had she managed to hit into a professor but it just had to be the famous Commander Spock. She swore in her head. "It's been a pleasure meeting you, Commander Spock." She smiled at him and offered her hand. He raised an eyebrow, and she winched remembering too late that Vulcans didn't shake hands. She quickly dropped her hand.

"Um…thanks again." She bowed her head blushing and quickly picked up her back which had fallen. Spock nodded and they both went on their way. Nyota breathed deep breaths trying to calm herself. Then she glanced at her schedule and proceeded to hyperventilate. Her first three classes tomorrow were being taught by Commander Spock. She was taking Romulan I and Vulcan I and also Physics II. She had to take the physics course because it was required for all Cadets to graduate. And they were all being taught by Commander Spock! She could have fainted. Of all the things that could have happened that day, she had to humiliate herself in front of her professor. And she had wanted to make a good impression!

Sighing, she entered her room to find it empty. She dropped her bags on her bed and then decided that since she had time to kill she might as well walk the campus. She wanted to get outside to calm herself. She left the room, but not before changing into the Cadet's uniform.

Spock had been surprised when he had bumped into the Cadet. It was quite unusual of him to be so distracted, but he had been thinking about his lecture the following morning. Not only that, but the girl had been only wearing a tank top and jeans, and well just like all men he admired beauty. Spock blinked and mentally shook himself. There was no reason to be concerning himself with the incident. She had simply been aesthetically pleasing, although quite illogical in her thought process. Why did she think to apologize when it had been neither of their faults? He gave his equivalent of a sigh, which was a out breath about 2% longer than usual. He continued towards his office to figure out what he would be lecturing the next day. But for some reason it took him several seconds to push away the look of her nice brown eyes when she smiled.