Cross Culture
Chapter 1

Jamie Tabitha Kirk stood there in the crowd of twenty-nine other students. All of them were the brightest of teenagers from earth. Every person still in high school on earth had to take an aptitude test and the top thirty were selected to go to Vulcan during the typical summer months.

She was not looking forward to those three Long months. She wasn't a people person and she didn't get along with people. She was… as often stated, a juvenile delinquent.

The fact she'd only turned 18 just a few weeks ago didn't matter to anyone. May 17 came too soon for her. Standing there she saw the groups that had already bonded together. There were the popular preps. There were the 'geeks' among the geeks. There were the jocks. And then there were the bullies. She had yet to see any stoners but then again, they all had to take blood tests for drugs.

Unlike them she didn't fit in anywhere. She was the rebel who realized, when she was ten, that she could only rely on herself. Back then she'd done everything right. Her grades had been perfect despite the fact she was in advanced classes. Jamie never used to complain about all the work her uncle, who had recently killed over due to his own gluttonous ways, piled on her.

That changed when her brother, George Samuel 'Sam' Kirk, ran away and she learned good old Uncle Frank planned on selling her dad's car. Her first act of rebellion was to steal said car and crashing off a cliff, nearly ending her own life. That started her down a path that was filled with fist fights and adrenaline junkie habits such as base jumping, swimming in treacherous waters unaccompanied, and more.

Back home, she was the girl everyone avoided. She got in fights and knew how to kick ass, even kick the asses of people who attacked in a group. She'd done it before so she knew this to be true.

Sighing, she followed behind them as they travelled. Once there they each received a PADD with all the information from their class work, what level they'd be learning at, a map of the complex, where their rooms were, the rules, basic stuff like that.

Then Ambassador Sarek began giving an orientation speech. She didn't listen to him, counting down the hours until they were allowed to go to their rooms.

It was then that he led them down the corridors, stopping in front of dorms where people entered. Slowly the numbers began to dwindle until she was the last. Hers was the farthest away from everyone. In fact, there was a door that led to the outside world barely ten feet from her door.

"These will be your corridors. I am sure they will be adequate for your stay," Ambassador Sarek states.

"Thanks," she states as she looks up the code. Then she goes to enter.

"There will be no disturbances from you," he states and she stops to look at him.

"I don't plan on causing trouble… but I'm not going to back off if somebody else starts it though," she tells him honestly. "Now, may I go to bed since I didn't sleep at all on the way here." He raises a brow at her. "Check out Jeffery Coffman's eye, that's from him harassing me, trying to get into my pants when I said no."

He nods before turning away. She then went into her room. As she did she closed the door and it locked automatically. Then she slid down the door wondering what the hell had she gotten herself into.

[This will be a somewhat AU story. Okay, really AU. It's based on what little Cannon we know from the 2009 reality and is a Gender-Bender story. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters and I am a poor high school student with two dead ass broke college students that I'm living with. Don't sue please. So, what do you guys think? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Are you neutral? Do you have any comments, concerns, or corrections? I'm open to anything… comment wise. Well, thanks for reading…]