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Chapter Seven
Rose's Point of View
I can't lose Jim. I just can't lose another person in my life. If he leaves now, he'll never even know how I really like him. I need to tell him; if there was a way for me to… No, it'll never work. But, I wonder if…
I hit the ground running, leaving Jim's bedroom window behind me. The glowing light being emitted from his house grew dimmer slowly. I reached a large tree and climbed into it, retrieving my hidden treasure- the solar-surfer I'd broken. I'd had it fixed today and was going to return it to Jim, but now I had other ideas for it…
"This is such a stupid idea," I muttered to myself as I dropped from the tree and kick started the solar-surfer in midair, rocketing away.
The next morning I woke up and stretched my stiff, aching back. I crawled out from where I'd slept in a small, dry space under some stairs. Sure, it was cramped, but when it was pouring outside, I was grateful to be dry.
I stood and brushed the dirt off my clothes. People who were bustling around were giving me some very, very odd looks. I mean, I'm not that weird looking. Maybe I was a little strange, but not enough to gather a little audience.
Is there some ordinance saying I can't sleep under the stairs? I thought. Maybe that was the reason for the weird looks. I'll never know though. I grabbed the hidden solar-surfer and headed through the spaceport.
I could hardly believe that in only an hour I'd managed to, uh, buy my way onto a trade ship heading from Montressor to Minotross, with one stop at the spaceport that night. Yeah, I was sure lucky that I could sneak into the cargo hold and escape unseen.
For once I had some luck, I thought as I climbed the gangplank up to the shiny deck of a bustling ship. I carried the solar-surfer at my side, and I was wearing my only clothes.
"What be your business aboard the R.L.S. Legacy, miss?" a booming voice asked. I spun around in shock and was suddenly face to, uh, chest with a large, stone-like man. He was, literally, carved out of stone.
"I, uh, I wanted, uh-" I stuttered having not rehearsed what I wanted to happen really.
"If ye have no business here, then I suggest you hurry off. If the captain was to see you aboard with no business or papers, you'd surely have a bad day," he said. He didn't hesitate to give me a little push towards the gangplank. I planted a foot and turned to face him again.
"Sir, I'd like to speak with the captain. I want to uh, talk privately with him," I said. He smirked at me. A good or bad sign, I wondered.
"I'll get her right away for you," he said, turning to march off. By now, the bust crew was sending me looks constantly. Some of them were scaring me, and I had to fight the urge to squirm out of the way. One caught my interest, and not in a good way. He was a bug-like creature, although what kind I had no idea. I'm not as up to the names of alien creatures as I should be. I must have missed all those lessons in school because frankly, I don't care to remember. I go by looks.
And this one was freaky. As I was saying, he had to be almost seven feet tall even with his hunched posture. He reminded me of a bug, and I was even more certain he was an actual bug as I watched him. He had claws that looked rather sharp and deadly. I didn't like the look he was giving me. Even from a hundred or so yards away I could see myself reflected in his ugly yellow eyes.
"Mind your own busssssinesssss," he said in a hiss. Okay, so a mix between a bug, snake, and something with claws. He was giving me a glare, and I returned it.
"Gladly if that means being away from the likes of you," I said under my breath. His eyes flashed with what I took as anger, but I doubt he heard me.
"Miss, the captain will see you now," the stone-man said upon returning. I looked up at him and followed him to the spacious captain's cabin. The feline-like woman sat behind a desk, charting what I presumed to be the course. She'll get along great with the doctor, I thought wryly.
"What do you want?" she asked, not looking up. The stone-man pushed me down into a chair and I dropped my things onto the ground.
"I was wondering if you had any, um, spots open. For me to work I mean," I said, wanting to flinch under her gaze as well. She stared at me, almost seeming to look through me. I grabbed onto my solar-surfer and stood. "Thanks anyway," I mumbled.
"Wait, miss, sit back down. Let's discuss the terms you are to work under," she said. I sat down and smiled. "What is your name?"
"My name is Rose. So, do I get a job?" I was excited. So far, Plan A was going perfectly.
"We'll have to see," she said slowly. "Now, what can you do?"
"I can…" I was stumped. What did she want to know; my previous jobs, what I could do for her? What I was willing to do? I thought it over slowly and was sure to speak confidently. "Well, back home, I worked at an inn. I was a waitress, but on a few occasions stood in as a cook. And I helped build a house once. I'm not sure what you want to know. Could you please be more specific?"
"You did just fine. Now, where did you previous live; and why did you leave?" I felt just like I was being interrogated once again.
"I lived on Montressor. I left because…" I paused here, probably not a good idea because her eyes seemed to bore holes through me. "I left because I had nothing there. Everything- and everyone- I ever had… left me. Everything that mattered to me was gone. I just wanted out after they left me. I want to see the universe." She returned to the charts, connecting lines and measuring between planets I didn't know.
"I am Captain Amelia. Late of a few run-ins with the Procyon Armada, nasty business, but I won't bother to bore you with my scars. You will address me as ma'am or captain at all times, understood? You've met my first officer Mr. Arrow. He's sterling, tough, dependable, honest, brave, and true."
"Oh please captain," Mr. Arrow said with a pleased look on his face.
"Oh, shut up Arrow. You know I don't mean a word of it," she said nonchalantly with a wave of her hand. I took it this was a joke heard several times judging by the jovial smiles on both faces. "Arrow, bring her to the galley. She'll be working as a cabin boy."
"Don't you mean cabin girl?" I asked. I almost bit my tongue or slapped myself, realizing I should've just kept my mouth shut. Would she be mad at that comment? Was it something she'd find disrespectful? Would that comment cost me the job I might just get aboard the R.L.S. Legacy? She didn't look mad at me and my comment, but you never know. Captain Amelia just might not show her emotions out on her sleeve.
"Bring the cabin girl downstairs. She's to work for the cook doing whatever he says. Do the both of you understand?"
"Yes ma'am," the two of us said simultaneously. Mr. Arrow then led me out across the deck to the galley where I was to work.
Hopefully you get here soon Jim, I thought as I heard whistling and singing coming up from the stairs…
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