Disclaimer: Enterprise doesn´t belong to me and I´m not making money with
this. *sigh* sad but true.
A/N: Yes, I KNOW that Trip and the others DON´T live in the 20th century. but here they are caught in another time and don´t remember where they come from- they are going to find out later.
A/N 2: This is the first story I post here, so please be nice ( I know that my style may not be very good. but I´m from Germany, so I´ve got a good excuse (hehe)
Thanks to: My brothers, who made me watch Enterprise in the first place.
Eratta, who´s beta-reading me ( ( ( thanks, thanks, thanks!!!
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Spring Dance
Knock, knock. Knock, knock.
"Wake up darlin´ , you´re gonna be late for school." Trip just turned around and threw a pillow over his head. "Geez Mom- just five minutes.." He did his best to block out the sunlight with his pillow. "Will ya come out, please?" His mothers voice grew harsher. "Nah. Too tired." He turned around to get more comfortable. "CHARLES TUCKER! YOU ARE GONNA GET OUTTA THERE IMMIDEATELY OR I`LL..." Oh, this woman was SO annoying him. How late was it anyway? Where was his watch. He reached for it and forced himself to open his eyes. 8:10 !!!!!!!!!! Whoa!!! I´m late !!!!!!!!!" He rolled out of bed and rushed towardes the door, throwing it open. "Mornin´ mom!" And he was off to the bathroom. In no time he was dressed and washed. He grabbed his bag and jacket. "Won´t ya at least have some breakfast?" " Sorry mom, have to go; I'm late. See ya, love ya, bye!"
And Trip was out the door leaving Mrs Tucker with a puzzeled look. What the hell had gotten into her son?
The person in question left her house at about 8.30. She locked the door and turned around just to find the red cabrio belonging to the Tuckers in front of her house. She sighed. Trip waved happily, though she could see his hair was a mess. He probably got up just 15 minutes ago. "Won´t you ever give it up?" she demanded. The boy flashed her his most gorgouse smile. "I don´t think so." T`Pol walked past the car, ignoring the last comment. "Hey, hey, hey, wait!" Trip turned on the engines of his father´s car and drove to T´Pol´s side. Very slowly he drove next to her. "Why won´t ya just come in? It´s easier than walkin´." No response. "Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeeease T´pol, gimme a chance." Still nothing. "Oh god damnit, I need to talk to ya, so will ya please c´me in ?" She stopped, looked up, and turned to him. "I believe you will have enough time to do this during lunchbreak. Or just right now. I can easily listen while walking." She started moving again. "No!" winced Trip. "First of all, this is private-not something we can discuss over lunch. Secondly, it's nothin' to discuss while you're walkin' and I'm drivin'." "Then you just have to wait for a good opportunity Patience is required." "Ya know. Sometimes ya´re drivin´ me crazy." Same procession as every morning. T`Pol sighed.
"Trip is getting really embarrassing." Malcom told Travis, Hoshi and Jon, as they sat down, to have lunch in the mess hall. "Him her to school everyday is slowly getting on my nerves." "She still refuses to get into that damn car of his?" Hoshi was annoyed. This day wasn´t going like she had hoped it to. Her job as captain of the Cheerleading team was giving her a headache. There were always people bothering her with their problems. Also, she had gotten a load of invitations to the spring dance--but none from the person she wanted to go with. And now there wasn´t even any good gossip about Trip and T´Pol. No, this day was a total loser. "No change there. Trip-T´Pol stories are always the same. He wants her, what she wants, no one knows, and for some reason they are never going to get together." Jon Archer swallowed his pie. "Yeah.. but he´s trying SO hard. Poor guy." Their conversation stopped, when Trip reached their table. "Hi Romeo. No luck again?" Trip joined his friends at the table and sighed heavily. "It´s a hard fight here in Verona." Hoshi decided they were in the need of a new topic. "Yeah, yeah. shame on both your houses . and now let´s talk about something else. Who of you got a date for "Dance into spring ?" As everyone had already expected Jon answered right away. "Anna Hess." "Ya already asked her?" "No" "So how ya know she´ll join ya?" "You think she would say no to ME ?" "No." Trip sighed. Jon was the school´s star. He could have every girl he wanted. He only had to wink at them once and they were kissing his shoes. "I don´t have anyone yet," Malcom admitted. "What about yourself, Hoshi?" "well, I´m still thinking about who´s invitation to accept. Malcome frowned. No way he could ask her to go with him, just NO way. "Travis?" "Alicia Johns." he said proudely with swollen chest. "She´s in my art course. " "Alicia? Blond hair, blue eyes, about Mal´s hight?" Jon whistled. "Well done, Trav. Really Very well done." Now there was only one person left. Everyone turned to Trip, who shook his head. "Sorry folks. Still waitin´ for the chance to ask.." "Well good luck. You´ll need it." Hoshi said, drinking her coke. "HOSHI! Really that was totally uncalled for," John exclaimed. "Alright, alright." She held up her hands in defeat. "I apologize, ok?" "Where´s T´Pol anyway," Malcom tried to change the subject. "I believe she has to assist her science teacher with somethin´." John gave a catcall, which caused Trip to shoot him an icy glare. "It´s for a project ya jerk!" John laughed. "I didn´t mean it, sorry Trip." "´s alright. I´m just a bit tired. God, I´d die for two days on Risa right now." His friends blinked at him. "What? What´d I say?" "What´s Risa?" "Risa?" "You said you´d like to be on Risa." "Yeah, I think I also said that I´m damn tired, so don´t bother me, right?" Malcom shook his head. "Trippy-boy, you should really get some sleep. Hell, what do you do all night long, anyway? I thought you had no girlfriend yet." Trip stuck out his tongue at him. No one had noticed a girl with extraordinary long hair had reached their table and addressed Hoshi. "Um, Hoshi... I don't think I'll be able to come to cheerleading tonight."
Inwardly Hoshi cursed. "Why not Cutler? What´s so fucking important?" The girl seemed to be slightly horrorfied by Hoshi´s sudden anger. "I have to meet with dance comMitee. We have to discuss the decoration and organisation." From the other end of the hall someone called out for her. "I´m sorry, Hoshi. See you, everyone!" The boys waved after her, but Hoshi was sulking. How dare she miss Cheerleading for stupid dance organisations? "Since when got Cutler such long hair?" Trip wanted to know.
Usually Trip Tucker loved sciences. They were working on the electronic engine right now. But since they´d been split up into pairs of twos, classes were pure horror. He had to work with a blond girl called Lianna, who was quite pretty and friendly, but dumber than he had ever thought possible. And even worse, T´pol was partnered with a tall dark haired guy called Koss. Intelligent, charming - to cut a long story short: Trip hated him. Koss had no girlfriend. And damnit, Trip wished with all his heart he was gay. But when he watched him assisting T´Pol during an experiment, leaning over her shoulder, accidentely brushing his hand against hers. it made him highly doubt it. T´Pol didn´t even seem to notice the extra attention she received from Koss. But what would she do if he asked her out to spring dance? The thought caused Trip great dismay. Especially as he could guess her answer: yes. He just had to get to ask her first. But how would he manage that, god knew what they were talking about right now.
He said a quick prayer, hoping those words weren't and would never be exchanged between T'Pol and Koss.
"Mister Tucker! I wonder what is so interessting about the other team, but if you could afford any of your important starring time and acctually DO something, I would find it rather pleasing." "Sorry Ma´am." Trip told his teacher and started working.
Time seemed to be creeping for the rest of the leson. Minutes turned into houres, houres into days, days into weeks. When finally the bell released him Trip felt like he was twice as old as before. He grabbed his bag and followed T´Pol outside into the corridor. "Bye, Lianna!" he called over his shoulder, before he left. Then he looked around to search for his girl. He spotted her and pushed some younger students, who were on their way back to messhall, aside. "T´Pol! Hey, T´Pol!" He made his way through the crowd and hurried up, when he noticed that Koss was walking next to her. "T´POL!!!" She stopped and watched him getting nearer. When he had finally reached her, he was breathing hard. "Hey, Knoss, I´d like to speak to T´Pol here in private, so if ya don´t mind." For a moment their eyes met. They starred at each other in silent competition. When Koss turned, he looked like he wanted nothing more than to beat Trip up right there , but somehow he managed to respond in a sugar sweet voice "Of cause not, Tucker." He stalked off. "Accompany me ouside ?" T´Pol nodded. They walked in silence for some time. When they were crossing the lawn in front of the school, Trip decided that this was the time to ask her. "Ahm. T`Pol. I just wondered. ah.. ya know ... ya know about the sping dance." T´Pol raised an eyebow. "Well. ahm. I was thinkin´ that ah. if ya´d like to, well,.. go there with me ?" Good God, why was he so damn nervous? This girl was after all one of his best friends. "I didn´t actually plan to go." Trip´s heart sank. "But if you need a date to go with, I might change my mind." "Is that a ?" "I guess you could call it an acception." That was not ideal. But, hell, she´d go there with him!!! Trip´s mind did a double flipp backwards. "Alright. I mean great. I´ll pick ya up Frieday night at 8.00 p.m. , ok?" She agreed. Oh, shame it was only Monday. For Trip, Frieday couldn´t come quick enough. "Look over there." Jon, Malcom, Travis and Hoshi were running towards them. "Hey, guys! T´Pol, we missed you at lunch." Jon stated as he was near enough to be heard. When they had finally come up to the two teenagers, Hoshi immediately took the lead in the conversation. "And, what is everyone up to?" She took a look at her watch. "I´m off to cheerleading in five minutes, so hurry up. Any gossip that is worth letting my team wait ?" Malcom had a wide grin on his face. "I saw Thomson kissing Crewman Davis." "Crewman?" John wondered. " THEY KISSED ?!?!?!" Hoshi was terrified. "Looks like my date for frieday has just been chanceled, bacause he perferes men. Damn my life!" Trip, who was still swinging in seventh heaven, made a small trip to earth to help his friend. "As far as I know Malcom here has no one yet, neither. Why don´t ya two go together?" Malcom looked at Trip more affectionatly than anyone would have thought possible. Inwardly he vowed himself to do whatever his friend wished, if this worked out. "Well, if you have no other plans, Mal ." "No! I mean, no, of cause not. I would LOVE to go there with you." "Ok, then it´s clear." "Great." "Great." Both of them blushed and Hoshi excused herself to hurry to Cheerleading. "See you all tonight at the "Chefs´!!" As soon as she was out of sight, Malcom threw his arms around Trip. "You´re the best bud ever! God, I love you!" Trip pushed him away and looked embarrassed at T´Pol. "There, there, Mal. I only did my job. But I should be going. shall I take anyone along?" "Nah, thanks. Trav and I are gonna walk. See you later!" "What ´bout you T´Pol ?" She shook her head. "I would prefer to walk. Goodbye Malcom. Trip." And she too was off, Trip followed her with his eyes. "Trip. hey, Trip!" Malcom waved in front of his eyes. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty, we have to go."
A/N: That´s it for now. Please review!!!! If any of you liked it, I will post the next chapter. Thanks for reading.
A/N: Yes, I KNOW that Trip and the others DON´T live in the 20th century. but here they are caught in another time and don´t remember where they come from- they are going to find out later.
A/N 2: This is the first story I post here, so please be nice ( I know that my style may not be very good. but I´m from Germany, so I´ve got a good excuse (hehe)
Thanks to: My brothers, who made me watch Enterprise in the first place.
Eratta, who´s beta-reading me ( ( ( thanks, thanks, thanks!!!
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Spring Dance
Knock, knock. Knock, knock.
"Wake up darlin´ , you´re gonna be late for school." Trip just turned around and threw a pillow over his head. "Geez Mom- just five minutes.." He did his best to block out the sunlight with his pillow. "Will ya come out, please?" His mothers voice grew harsher. "Nah. Too tired." He turned around to get more comfortable. "CHARLES TUCKER! YOU ARE GONNA GET OUTTA THERE IMMIDEATELY OR I`LL..." Oh, this woman was SO annoying him. How late was it anyway? Where was his watch. He reached for it and forced himself to open his eyes. 8:10 !!!!!!!!!! Whoa!!! I´m late !!!!!!!!!" He rolled out of bed and rushed towardes the door, throwing it open. "Mornin´ mom!" And he was off to the bathroom. In no time he was dressed and washed. He grabbed his bag and jacket. "Won´t ya at least have some breakfast?" " Sorry mom, have to go; I'm late. See ya, love ya, bye!"
And Trip was out the door leaving Mrs Tucker with a puzzeled look. What the hell had gotten into her son?
The person in question left her house at about 8.30. She locked the door and turned around just to find the red cabrio belonging to the Tuckers in front of her house. She sighed. Trip waved happily, though she could see his hair was a mess. He probably got up just 15 minutes ago. "Won´t you ever give it up?" she demanded. The boy flashed her his most gorgouse smile. "I don´t think so." T`Pol walked past the car, ignoring the last comment. "Hey, hey, hey, wait!" Trip turned on the engines of his father´s car and drove to T´Pol´s side. Very slowly he drove next to her. "Why won´t ya just come in? It´s easier than walkin´." No response. "Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeeease T´pol, gimme a chance." Still nothing. "Oh god damnit, I need to talk to ya, so will ya please c´me in ?" She stopped, looked up, and turned to him. "I believe you will have enough time to do this during lunchbreak. Or just right now. I can easily listen while walking." She started moving again. "No!" winced Trip. "First of all, this is private-not something we can discuss over lunch. Secondly, it's nothin' to discuss while you're walkin' and I'm drivin'." "Then you just have to wait for a good opportunity Patience is required." "Ya know. Sometimes ya´re drivin´ me crazy." Same procession as every morning. T`Pol sighed.
"Trip is getting really embarrassing." Malcom told Travis, Hoshi and Jon, as they sat down, to have lunch in the mess hall. "Him her to school everyday is slowly getting on my nerves." "She still refuses to get into that damn car of his?" Hoshi was annoyed. This day wasn´t going like she had hoped it to. Her job as captain of the Cheerleading team was giving her a headache. There were always people bothering her with their problems. Also, she had gotten a load of invitations to the spring dance--but none from the person she wanted to go with. And now there wasn´t even any good gossip about Trip and T´Pol. No, this day was a total loser. "No change there. Trip-T´Pol stories are always the same. He wants her, what she wants, no one knows, and for some reason they are never going to get together." Jon Archer swallowed his pie. "Yeah.. but he´s trying SO hard. Poor guy." Their conversation stopped, when Trip reached their table. "Hi Romeo. No luck again?" Trip joined his friends at the table and sighed heavily. "It´s a hard fight here in Verona." Hoshi decided they were in the need of a new topic. "Yeah, yeah. shame on both your houses . and now let´s talk about something else. Who of you got a date for "Dance into spring ?" As everyone had already expected Jon answered right away. "Anna Hess." "Ya already asked her?" "No" "So how ya know she´ll join ya?" "You think she would say no to ME ?" "No." Trip sighed. Jon was the school´s star. He could have every girl he wanted. He only had to wink at them once and they were kissing his shoes. "I don´t have anyone yet," Malcom admitted. "What about yourself, Hoshi?" "well, I´m still thinking about who´s invitation to accept. Malcome frowned. No way he could ask her to go with him, just NO way. "Travis?" "Alicia Johns." he said proudely with swollen chest. "She´s in my art course. " "Alicia? Blond hair, blue eyes, about Mal´s hight?" Jon whistled. "Well done, Trav. Really Very well done." Now there was only one person left. Everyone turned to Trip, who shook his head. "Sorry folks. Still waitin´ for the chance to ask.." "Well good luck. You´ll need it." Hoshi said, drinking her coke. "HOSHI! Really that was totally uncalled for," John exclaimed. "Alright, alright." She held up her hands in defeat. "I apologize, ok?" "Where´s T´Pol anyway," Malcom tried to change the subject. "I believe she has to assist her science teacher with somethin´." John gave a catcall, which caused Trip to shoot him an icy glare. "It´s for a project ya jerk!" John laughed. "I didn´t mean it, sorry Trip." "´s alright. I´m just a bit tired. God, I´d die for two days on Risa right now." His friends blinked at him. "What? What´d I say?" "What´s Risa?" "Risa?" "You said you´d like to be on Risa." "Yeah, I think I also said that I´m damn tired, so don´t bother me, right?" Malcom shook his head. "Trippy-boy, you should really get some sleep. Hell, what do you do all night long, anyway? I thought you had no girlfriend yet." Trip stuck out his tongue at him. No one had noticed a girl with extraordinary long hair had reached their table and addressed Hoshi. "Um, Hoshi... I don't think I'll be able to come to cheerleading tonight."
Inwardly Hoshi cursed. "Why not Cutler? What´s so fucking important?" The girl seemed to be slightly horrorfied by Hoshi´s sudden anger. "I have to meet with dance comMitee. We have to discuss the decoration and organisation." From the other end of the hall someone called out for her. "I´m sorry, Hoshi. See you, everyone!" The boys waved after her, but Hoshi was sulking. How dare she miss Cheerleading for stupid dance organisations? "Since when got Cutler such long hair?" Trip wanted to know.
Usually Trip Tucker loved sciences. They were working on the electronic engine right now. But since they´d been split up into pairs of twos, classes were pure horror. He had to work with a blond girl called Lianna, who was quite pretty and friendly, but dumber than he had ever thought possible. And even worse, T´pol was partnered with a tall dark haired guy called Koss. Intelligent, charming - to cut a long story short: Trip hated him. Koss had no girlfriend. And damnit, Trip wished with all his heart he was gay. But when he watched him assisting T´Pol during an experiment, leaning over her shoulder, accidentely brushing his hand against hers. it made him highly doubt it. T´Pol didn´t even seem to notice the extra attention she received from Koss. But what would she do if he asked her out to spring dance? The thought caused Trip great dismay. Especially as he could guess her answer: yes. He just had to get to ask her first. But how would he manage that, god knew what they were talking about right now.
He said a quick prayer, hoping those words weren't and would never be exchanged between T'Pol and Koss.
"Mister Tucker! I wonder what is so interessting about the other team, but if you could afford any of your important starring time and acctually DO something, I would find it rather pleasing." "Sorry Ma´am." Trip told his teacher and started working.
Time seemed to be creeping for the rest of the leson. Minutes turned into houres, houres into days, days into weeks. When finally the bell released him Trip felt like he was twice as old as before. He grabbed his bag and followed T´Pol outside into the corridor. "Bye, Lianna!" he called over his shoulder, before he left. Then he looked around to search for his girl. He spotted her and pushed some younger students, who were on their way back to messhall, aside. "T´Pol! Hey, T´Pol!" He made his way through the crowd and hurried up, when he noticed that Koss was walking next to her. "T´POL!!!" She stopped and watched him getting nearer. When he had finally reached her, he was breathing hard. "Hey, Knoss, I´d like to speak to T´Pol here in private, so if ya don´t mind." For a moment their eyes met. They starred at each other in silent competition. When Koss turned, he looked like he wanted nothing more than to beat Trip up right there , but somehow he managed to respond in a sugar sweet voice "Of cause not, Tucker." He stalked off. "Accompany me ouside ?" T´Pol nodded. They walked in silence for some time. When they were crossing the lawn in front of the school, Trip decided that this was the time to ask her. "Ahm. T`Pol. I just wondered. ah.. ya know ... ya know about the sping dance." T´Pol raised an eyebow. "Well. ahm. I was thinkin´ that ah. if ya´d like to, well,.. go there with me ?" Good God, why was he so damn nervous? This girl was after all one of his best friends. "I didn´t actually plan to go." Trip´s heart sank. "But if you need a date to go with, I might change my mind." "Is that a ?" "I guess you could call it an acception." That was not ideal. But, hell, she´d go there with him!!! Trip´s mind did a double flipp backwards. "Alright. I mean great. I´ll pick ya up Frieday night at 8.00 p.m. , ok?" She agreed. Oh, shame it was only Monday. For Trip, Frieday couldn´t come quick enough. "Look over there." Jon, Malcom, Travis and Hoshi were running towards them. "Hey, guys! T´Pol, we missed you at lunch." Jon stated as he was near enough to be heard. When they had finally come up to the two teenagers, Hoshi immediately took the lead in the conversation. "And, what is everyone up to?" She took a look at her watch. "I´m off to cheerleading in five minutes, so hurry up. Any gossip that is worth letting my team wait ?" Malcom had a wide grin on his face. "I saw Thomson kissing Crewman Davis." "Crewman?" John wondered. " THEY KISSED ?!?!?!" Hoshi was terrified. "Looks like my date for frieday has just been chanceled, bacause he perferes men. Damn my life!" Trip, who was still swinging in seventh heaven, made a small trip to earth to help his friend. "As far as I know Malcom here has no one yet, neither. Why don´t ya two go together?" Malcom looked at Trip more affectionatly than anyone would have thought possible. Inwardly he vowed himself to do whatever his friend wished, if this worked out. "Well, if you have no other plans, Mal ." "No! I mean, no, of cause not. I would LOVE to go there with you." "Ok, then it´s clear." "Great." "Great." Both of them blushed and Hoshi excused herself to hurry to Cheerleading. "See you all tonight at the "Chefs´!!" As soon as she was out of sight, Malcom threw his arms around Trip. "You´re the best bud ever! God, I love you!" Trip pushed him away and looked embarrassed at T´Pol. "There, there, Mal. I only did my job. But I should be going. shall I take anyone along?" "Nah, thanks. Trav and I are gonna walk. See you later!" "What ´bout you T´Pol ?" She shook her head. "I would prefer to walk. Goodbye Malcom. Trip." And she too was off, Trip followed her with his eyes. "Trip. hey, Trip!" Malcom waved in front of his eyes. "Wake up, Sleeping Beauty, we have to go."
A/N: That´s it for now. Please review!!!! If any of you liked it, I will post the next chapter. Thanks for reading.