I love Armas :) she's so awesome! I think she's my favourite character to date!
Yeah I know I took forever. There's a lot going on at my house atm, so I haven't had the time to write. My sister-in-law is about to pop out my brother's mutant spawn and my mom is like obsessed with cleaning the house before it's born. So yeah. Blame it on my alien brother :D
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When we rejoin the rest of the faculty, Armas finds me.
"Oooooo what were you two doing?" She bats her eyelashes at me so I give her the bird.
Sitting with Spock was an amazing experience, which was completely ruined when I got up to leave. My legs fell asleep and refused to work, which made me land on my face more than once. Not only that, Spock disappeared as soon as we got back to the luncheon site, which makes me think that he's ashamed to be seen with me. So it's safe to say that Armas's teasing is making me want to put a phaser to her perfect ass.
With a grumble, I board the shuttle going back to the campus. Armas sits next to me and starts intricately braiding her hair.
"You missed Professor Snard flirting with me," she says with a sigh.
"Oh?" I ask, completely uninterested, as I stare at Spock while he talks to another teacher.
"Yep," she says, stroking her long curls. "We might even have a 'spot analysis' soon, as you call it."
I laugh once, then make a face. "Eww, he's like forty years old. Not to mention his Bajoran nose looks like a truck ran over it."
She scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Not everyone can be a hot Vulcan, Grace."
"No," I say mournfully. "But if all men were hot Vulcans, every woman in the universe would flock to them."
Armas sighs and adjusts her jacket. "Most women prefer humans to Vulcans actually. Just because you don't-"
I turn to face her. "Who said I liked Vulcans more than humans?"
"Um, you did, ever since the first guy to catch your eye is, oh yeah, a VULCAN?!" she says with a smile.
I roll my eyes with a grin. "Still trying to get me laid?"
She smiles. "Damn straight. And you should hear the things I've heard about Vulcans in bed."
I inspect my nails, peeking at Spock every few seconds. "I don't trust your sources to be intelligent." But the information would definitely peak my interest.
She clicks her tongue. "So doubtful." She sighs again. "So what'd you and Commander Cock talk about?"
I give her a look that means, 'His name is Spock, smartass,' and go back to my nails. "Nothing of interest. To you anyways."
"Oh there wasn't a discussion about removing clothes and rolling in the hay?" she says while batting her eyelashes.
"Like I said," I say with a grin. "Nothing of interest."
She looks at me for a minute and catches me look at Spock. I sigh and sit back with my head away from her.
"Fine," she says, dropping it.
It's not that I'm ga-ga over Spock. He's intellectual and I'm intellectual. Granted, it's his pointy ears and hot face that makes me drool puddles, but I do enjoy talking with him. Maybe we'll be good friends over time. That's all I can expect from men anyways.
Armas pulls me away from the teachers after we get off the shuttle.
"Quit it," she commands.
I run a hand through my hair with a sigh. "Quit what?"
She crosses her arms with a glare. "Quit selling yourself short. You keep telling yourself that no one will ever like you and be serious about you."
I sigh. "Sometimes I think you're telepathic, Armas."
She laughs. "Trills aren't telepathic." She leans forward to whisper in my ear, "but Vulcans are."
O,O HOLY SHIIIIIIT!!!
Armas doesn't even notice that I'm completely frozen and skips off to our dorm room.
I rack my brain for anything that I thought around Spock that would be very embarrassing if he knew about it. Damn it! Everything I think around him is embarrassing!
"Cadet Fairgrass," I hear Spock say behind me. Still shocked from my newest revelation, I scream and jump three feet in the air, landing on my Starfleet ass.
"Are you unharmed, Cadet Fairgrass?" Spock leans down, offering his hand. That hand was turning me on a few hours ago and I thought about it constantly for ten minutes!
I get up, managing to flash him only once. "I'm fine, Commander." I straighten my jacket, keeping my eyes down.
"Is there something wrong?" Spock asks. I melt inside at his concern. Why do you have to be so perfect??
"Nuth- nothing's wrong. I umm…I gotta go." I sprint off as fast as my stupid heeled boots will let me. I don't even look where I'm going and run into the first building I see.
Unfortunately, my running makes me go into the science building and bump into Jhara when I get to the basement.
"Well well well, if it isn't the school virgin," she says, pursing her lips in that stupid angry pout.
"Seriously, Jhara, you need a new line. That one is getting old." I keep walking and notice with dread what part of the wing we're in. One of the doors leads to the aquarium walkway that runs through a huge tank that is filled with the only animals I am truly scared of: Sharks. And I'm not talking cutsie little sharks you see at the zoo. These are huge man-eater sharks and most of them are from other planets so they're even bigger than the great whites on earth.
If you endeavored to make me do whatever you wanted, no matter how awful or extreme, you stick me in that little walkway that is surrounded by their tank and I'll kiss your feet and call you daddy. Not my favourite part of being me, but everyone has their bad points.
Jhara notices my uneasiness and grins evilly. "What's the matter, virgin? Afraid of fish?"
My eyes go wide with horror and I'm glad she can't see my face. How the fuck did she find out? No one knows that secret except Armas and I'm pretty sure she would never tell anyone. She only found out when I almost passed out in science the day our professor showed a video on sharks.
I hide my fear. "If by fish you mean the fish juice they serve every Wednesday, then yeah. It is pretty scary."
"You know exactly what I mean, whore." I hear her open a door behind me. Keep breathing. It's not the door to the sharks. It's not. It's just a door. A random door that she….happens to have the keycode to and…..oh who am I kidding.
By the time I notice I've stopped walking, Jhara grabs me by the arm and shoves me into the water walkway. I huddle down to the ground, holding my head in my arms as I hear the telltale noise of the shark's water pump.
"Ya know," Jhara says as I feel something bump the tunnel underneath me. "It's too bad that no one ever comes over here during the school week. I guess you'll be here for a while, slut." She slams the door and I hear her say to the computer, "Computer, restrict entry to Authorized Personnel Level 5."
"Access code required," the computer responds. Jhara calls it out. "Access code accepted. Door is restricted to all those not in possession of Level 5 clearance."
Jhara laughs from behind my prison. "See ya, bitch."
Cadets have Level 1 clearance. Teachers have Level 3 clearance. Who the fuck in this school has level 5 clearance??
Something bumps the tunnel again.
"Oh," I hear Jhara say faintly. "I forgot to tell you. SOMEONE forgot to feed those monsters. Hope they don't like the smell of human."
I start crying.
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