Me: First story, so when you use the little blue button at the bottom, please keep the flames to a minimum. However, if you don't use the little blue button that says review, I will have to sadly send my dinosaur StEvE to kill you...
StEvE: I don't like killing people it makes me sad...
Me: Please don't make me send him to kill you. I hate seeing my dinosaur sad. Anyway here's the disclaimer:
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT AIFE AND THE PLOT!
Chapter 1: The Graduation
Once In a Galaxy Far, Far Away…
Meep, meep!My little blue shape shifter yelled at me as she changed from an alarm clock to her usual shape, which is a blob.
"Mina, what time is it?" I asked sleepily as I changed out of my regular attire. I do not like pajamas; instead, I wear a huge tee shirt, my sweatpants, and my gun holster to bed.
0730. She announced as I put on my cadet uniform. I swore under my breath, aware that I had only 10 minutes until the graduation ceremony.
"Aife, are you ready?" I heard outside my door.
Damn it I thought as I unstrapped and re-strapped my gun holster to my leg. "Yea, I'm coming," I said, sliding on my spacer boots. I quickly combed my extremely long white-blonde hair into its designated ponytail. I dashed out.
"Where were you?" Sybll screamed as we walked by all the other dorms.
"Mina made a great alarm clock this morning," I sarcastically said, "Don't yell or you will wake up the rest school!"
"Sorry," she whispered. Suddenly, I tripped.
"Hey, watch i…t..." I started to yell.
"Shut-up or you will here it from B.E.N.," said a boy about a year older than me. He had short dark brown hair but I could see a braid in the back. His eyes were deep blue and they seemed to be annoyed.
"I'm so sorry, whatever-your-name-is,"
"My name is James Pleiades Hawkins, and you might be?"
"I am Aife Marie Drey, but you can call me Aife. It is a pleasure meeting you but we," I said pointing to Sybll and myself, "have to leave for the Graduation Ceremony. I would love to chat afterwards," I yelled running to catch up to Sybll.
"Bye!" he yelled back and I turned around just as I saw a gold robot ambush him from behind.
That must be B.E.N. I thought.
Later, during the graduation ceremony, "Oh, my gosh, will he ever stop stuttering?" I whispered to Sybll about Dr. Doppler. She giggled.
"So about that boy we met in the hall," Asked Sybll after we went to our seats with our orders.
"What, I just met him," I whispered noticing the Headmaster staring at us.
"That's Aife, right?" I heard Peter say to Jim.
"Hi, Jim,"
"Hey Aife, see you at the docks tomorrow!" This came from Jim Hawkins.
"Ok? Bye guys see you later," I watched as Jim pulled Peter away from Sybll. "It seems you have googly eyes for the famous spacer's half-brother," I joked with her on the way back to the dorms.
"Do Not!" She argued. "Let's start packing," she said with a giggle.
"Are you laughing at me because I only wear are tee-shirts, sweatpants, and my holster strap?"
"YES!" More giggles followed.
Sybll has been my best friend in the whole galaxy since John Silver, the infamous space pirate, killed my parents. She and I have the same likes and dislike until it comes down to the opposite gender and clothing. She likes light haired and bright-eyed guys and I like dark haired and dark eyed guys. Sybll likes dresses, bubbly tops, and pretty skirts, while I like tank tops, shorts, tee shirts, and sweatpants. Sybll has a bubbly personality and she can find merriment in almost everything. If you tell her a joke, 30 minutes later she will still be laughing. Any way let us move on.
We finished packing around 2030 with more giggles because Sybll just could not stop laughing about my attire, me wearing tank tops and sweatpants around a person that apparently she thought was made just for me. Then she said, "Let's check our orders,"
"Ok, you first," I replied plopping onto her bed.
"Here goes nothing," she whispered as she opened the manila envelop, "look I'm paired with Peter Pan!"
"Ok, here is mine," repeating what she had done to her envelope, "Great. Prince Charming," I groaned after reading that I would be with Jim Hawkins.
"It can't be that bad, can it," She whispered.
Maybe.
"Bye, Aife, see you tomorrow, hopefully!" She called as I walked out.
Yeah, sure.