It had been an incredibly long night.

After a few moments of lying in your bed you finally managed to get your eyes open, you didn't move, but simply laid on your side as you attempted to make out your foggy surroundings.

The light from the early rising sun had decided to greet you; it peeked through the openings of your curtains as if saying 'good morning'.

But you didn't really respond back with much enthusiasm. The light causing you to simply flinch, pull the covers over your head, and roll onto your other side letting out a long groan.

Once your eyes had adjusted you began to become more aware of your situation, you poked your eyes out from the covers as you scanned the small area; but there was not much to look at in the room.

You didn't have many personal belongings.

This was mainly because of your mother, growing attachments to objects was not necessary in her opinion. But you did own a few things!

Some of those included books that you enjoyed reading to pass the time, clothing that your father had given to you, and you had a giant notebook that you tended to write of draw in when inspired.

It was all you needed. And it was all that you would have when you would depart to Vulcan.

You sat there for a few more minutes, letting your mind come to rest.

But you knew that you shouldn't waste any valuable time, packing would be the first thing that you should get done immediately; for your mother would spare you no time later.

You sat up slowly, letting out a small yawn followed by a good stretch; it felt good to loosen your muscles. Your hands then darted for your pillow as you hugged it tightly to your chest locking it into a full embrace, your ruffled your head into the pillow, this only causing your (h/l) (h/c) to become even more crazy. You then slowly turned your body to a certain angle and got up, placing your feet to the ground. You needed to prepare to leave….

It had taken you about forty minutes to pack everything you wanted to take to your new home, everything else would be left behind for the new owners to keep; you hoped they would enjoy them as much as you had in your thirteen years living on this planet.

You made your way down the long and narrow hallway, entering a much larger room.

This was the living room, and all the furniture was still intact, nothing had been moved. Maybe she didn't plan to take any of these objects; after all, your mother was closely related to high council members and well known people of Vulcan society. That would ensure her great care when she arrived, she would not need such meaningless items as these…

(Meaning. She is wealthy and respected. She comes from high-class background. * ^ * )

You continued on through the house, proceeding out the front door; you found your mother waiting for you outside. You could see the ship a short distance away, it was pretty big; but you had seen bigger in the books that your father had shown you at night.

Your mother must have made arrangements for the ship to stop at this planet, and then proceed to Vulcan. What would it be like aboard the ship..? How long would it take to get to the new planet?

And what would….

You were interrupted from your thoughts by your mothers words, it sounded cold.

"What is that outfit you are wearing, it's practically rags!"

You then gazed down at your outfit, and to be honest you couldn't really agree with her on this matter; there was nothing wrong. And it's not like they were running a fashion show, why did it matter about your appearance?

Your outfit was an extremely long grey sweater, it went down to your knees, and your sleeves were cuffed around the middle of your arm; but it allowed air to travel through the fabric. This was accompanied by a pair of grey boots, they slipped on like shoes, but the loose fabric was wrapped around your leg to add a unique appearance similar to boots.

(Questions about your outfit? Ask and I will send you picture of inspiration! )

You replied in defense to her rude comment, anger hinting your voice.

"It was father who took the time to make this for me! Did you forget?"

She stared at you for a short moment, her expression unchanging. She then replied,

"Very well.

But don't think I will allow you to be seen on my planet in such a manner when we arrive, it is very disgraceful."

And with those words, she turned away from you, beginning to make her way towards the ship with long and graceful strides; she always held herself up proudly. Maybe it was because she demanded respect from others around her, especially if she considered them to be less fortunate than her, she was no princess; but more like the evil queen…

You simply followed quietly, your black bag slung over your shoulder carelessly, wishing you had been able to say more for your fathers sake..

You had been brought aboard the big ship, upon entering many people greeted you and your mother to show respect; but it made you feel nervous as you kept eye contact mainly towards the ground.

Within thirty minutes of exploring the ship, you had been given a tour by the captain; he seemed quite friendly and knew how to get things done quickly.

After it was all said and done he led your mother to a room, the door slid open automatically and allowed her inside.

She walked in slowly only to have it shut behind her afterword's, this was her room; you had come to the conclusion that she didn't enjoy other peoples company; so she wanted to be alone in a separate room.

After your mother was now behind the safety of closed doors, out of earshot of any conversation outside the door it grew silent.

The captain obviously could tell you were nervous; he flashed you a bright smile revealing his pearly-white teeth, as if reassuring you that everything was alright.

You stared at him for a short moment, finally taking in his appearance; you had been avoiding contact with him throughout the entire tour because of your mother, staying utterly silent and not speaking a word. He had brown hair that was freshly cut and trimmed perfectly around the edges, his face shaved; he must take great pride in himself as a Captain.

He spoke, bending down so that your faces met.

"Your names (F / N) right?

Welcome aboard little lady, you're going to be just fine. So let's get you settled."

He held out his hand, urging you to take it so that he could lead you to your room. You hesitated. But after a few seconds, you gave in, letting a small smile slip out as he led you through the halls.

And it didn't take long to reach your room, when the door slid open you released his hand and walked inside. After clearing your surroundings you gave a about face, thus bringing you to face the Captain. You spoke happily, cheer hinting your voice.

"Thank you sir!"

He spoke in reply, beginning to walk away.

"It was my pleasure. If you need anything just ask one of the crew members walking around the ship, they will direct you to me. Tell them you wish to speak with Captain Walker."

And then the door shut, leaving you alone in your quarters.

This was only just the beginning of your new life. You were now heading to planet Vulcan...