Entry number four

Dear Diary

My first day of high school went terrible in some ways and in some ways was excelent

I beleive I should start with the positive. It was much easier to coexist with my fellow students than on my actual first day three months ago. I found all my classes on time, I exceeded in my work, and I have made a friend.

M' Kayla is the name of the friend I have made. She is a Romulan, so neither of us fit in. Her clothing style is similar to that of the people in the mall in the store in which people wore all black and had oddly-dyed hair. She is a brilliant student, but everyone is afrid of her because of her Romulaninity.

In our first hour class, Calculus (which I also share with Wesley), She sat next to me at the front. I chose to sit at the front because it is the place where it is rumored that one learns the most.

"Hello" I said.

She looked at me and raised an eyebrow- a habit which Romulans and Vulcans are known for. She examined me. I was wearing an Orange island-style cotton dress and very old fashioned shoes called lo-tops. She too was wearing lo-tops, but she was wearing a long black skirt and a shirt from the band "Let's all hug Romulans". Her hair was long and in pigtails. She wore spikes around her wrists and black paint on her nails. I do not understand why she dresses this way, but I do not understand her.

"Ok, if you're here to make me feel like shit for being a freak then GO SOMEWHERE ELSE" she snarled. I cocked my head sideways. "I know not what "shit" is, but I would not try to make you feel like it. It sounds negative, and I to am stereotyped as a "Freak"

"How? You seem like a perfectly normal, human prep to me."

"I am an android. I only look human"

M' Kayla gave me a skeptical look and said "Prove it, prep"

I obligingly pulled back my wig and showed her part of my pausotronic brain. Now the class was interested. They had never seen anything like this."

"That is the coolest thing I have ever seen" one of the males said.

"Is that for realsies" a girl said

"That's hooooot" the first male said. Then, he did something I did not understand.

The boy reached through the small crowd and tried to force a kiss on me.

I have kissed before. Before I knew of different kinds of love and pedophilia, I kissed Commander William Riker. I do not think he has "gotten over it" yet...

A fist came through the air as I fought him off. The boy dropped to the ground as an infuriated Wesley stood over him.

I beleived the class expirenced a sensation known as "awkward silence" It was broken as M'Kayla said "Whoa. Crusher, I never knew you had the balls to take down creepy Krepp"

"Balls?" I inquired.

Before M' Kayla got to answer me, the professor came in. There was much confusion and exhaggeration about the event. She took me, Wesley, and M'Kayla to the dean's office. There we explained what happened. She told us that Mr. Krepp had a history of obscenities and he would be releived of his duties as a student. The rest of the day was quite uneventful until father came to pick me up. I told him immediately of my attempted harrasment.

"Lal, I am afraid I will have to take you out of school for this" he said

"Not while we're around to protect her" said M'kayla. "Lal, you may be a prep, but you're my prep."

Then, I felt a surge of something as she smiled at me. Pride, maybe? I will ask Troi.

But why did Wesley say nothing?

Wesley does not always make sense.