The buzzing of the alarm rings through my ears, waking me from my quite lovely dream. I roll over onto my back and slam my hand against the screaming snooze button. Start of a new day; though it felt like the start of a new era. I'm lucky enough to not have been visiting another planet at the time of the Commander John Harrison problem earlier this year. The fleet decided to have a fresh start and that is what I plan to be a part of it. The Enterprise Starfleet is leaving for a five year journey this morning and I'm going to be one of the newest members. For the first time in my life I am going to make a difference. Go where no man (or woman) has gone before! I am going to engineer the Enterprise today. And I'm late.
I brush my hair and teeth quickly in my small soon-to-be-ex bathroom. I throw on the yellow uniform dress the Starfleet gave me for today instead of the grey standard uniform. I turn my head to the right and glare at my mirror reflection that is placed above my sink. My chocolate hair waved down into the blonde ends at my ribcage, seemed terribly boring just resting there. I twist it up into a quick, tight bun which looked much more professional for my first day. My bright green round eyes stood out in my overall pale human face, putting my small nose and lips to shame. I blow a loose hair out of the way to put on my square framed, black rimmed glasses before leaving the bathroom for the last time.
"Ezri come on!" Marayna, my roommate, shouts from the corridor.
"Coming!" I call back, zipping up the last knee length black leather boot. I dash out of the room, running right past her. "Come on slow poke!" I joke to her.
The Orion shakes her head in laughter, catching up to me.
"I can't believe we were assigned to the same ship, what are the odds?" I exclaim with glee.
"I don't care about the odds, the fact that we are going on The Enterprise is what it is all about,"
"Saving lives!"
"Discovering places!"
"Have daring battles!"
"Meet Boys!"
"Meet boys?" I repeat to Marayna in confusion.
"What? You know I like a guy in a uniform!" She defends. "Come on," She pokes at my side, "The boys are cute," she pokes my stomach and cheeks waiting for a response.
"Fine," I whine, "the boys can be cute," I roll my eyes. "But! I am not going on this five year journey for boys!"
"Just saying…" Marayna mumbled under her breath with a sly grin.
The closer we get the more anticipation and nerves start to run through my body. What if I get lost? What if I don't make it in time? What if they leave without me? Questions and concerns swarm my brain like gnats, filling me with worry. I attempt to take deep breaths, though it worked for a little while it never had a long term effect. I had always imagined the Starfleet Shipyard in my head but this time they threw us in cold when it came to the yard. In other words: I have no idea what anything looks like. The first words that come to mind are...
Busy. Busy is a great word to describe it. They're are people everywhere, running, ducking, fixing and barking orders. It's a complete mad house. Three people run into me within the first few minutes I'm here. It's completely overwhelming. I just wanted to get to the ship. Marayna however is soaking it all in: spinning around at almost every sign of movement to absorb it all. I don't know she hasn't gotten dizzy yet.
"Wow," She says in awe.
"Wow is a word to describe it, yeah."
She rolls her eyes and grabs me at the wrist.
"Come on I think we're this way." She sighs and pulls me over to the right. I stumble behind her, praying she knows where's she going.
The air is dusty and dirty and the overall presence of the yard shows to be not a cheerful experience . But as soon a my eyes see The Enterprise, that opinion changes. Suddenly everything is beautiful in the world. The shiny silver of the rebuilt ship glows, the detail work is spotless, the potential adventures are almost pouncing off its metal.
"It's beautiful," I whisper, my eyes starting to glisten with tears. Hell it would still be beautiful if it was flying scrap metal.
"Don't get wishy washy, you are going to be on the thing for five years," Marayna sassyingly replies.
"Take a good long look Marayna," I sass back "cause the only view your going to be looking is a hospital wing," I smirk at my own wittiness.
"Hey!" She defends "I love my job!"
"Yeah," I continue to stare at the beauty of the ship "'Me too."