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Reagan Kelley looked at the new recruit with a renewed sense of distaste for orientation day. She made a silent vow to curse her superior until the end of time for recommending that she be stuck with yet another newbie. This was her third time asking for a replacement roommate. She felt she deserved someone that could actually hold a decent conversation with her and wasn't ready to just get laid. So far her past proved that either people were too naïve or too uptight to see that Starfleet was more than just a place to hook up. She had hoped to be placed with her close friend Nyota, but alas luck was never on her side.

The weapons specialist accessed the young brunette as she stood stiff with her eyes looking down. The girl seemed okay with no sign of being too naïve or uptight, but she definitely showed signs of being intimidated easily. It was probably because Reagan was an experienced student and had walked in covered from head to toe in grease.

"What's your name?" Reagan asked while stripping out of her soiled academy uniform.

The girl looked away in embarrassment at how Reagan seemed so comfortable in her own skin, "Bethany O'Neal."

Reagan took note of the girl's embarrassment and laughed, "You're going to have to get used to changing with me."

"I know, it's just -" Bethany paused and Reagan waited as she tried to come up with the right words. "I wasn't aware that stripping would be the way to break the awkwardness."

Reagan let out a hearty laugh at Bethany's response. The girl had more backbone than she had initially given her credit. Reagan turned around and began messing with her new clean academy uniform before turning to face her new roommate, "I'm Reagan Kelley, a pleasure to meet you."

Bethany nodded and began moving her luggage over to the bed near the door leaving Reagan to finish getting ready. It wasn't long until Reagan's communicator went off and her superior's name flashed on the screen. She answered promptly but didn't try to hide the exasperation in her voice.

"What do you want, Commander?"

"I don't like your attitude, Lieutenant Kelley. You must learn to respect authority or I will not recommend you for the position of Lt. Commander."

Reagan rolled her eyes at her Vulcan superior, "Commander Spock with all due respect, but you contacted me during my personal time and therefore have no authority over my words or actions. Only when I have been assigned underneath your authority by Captain Pike permanently will I sense my choice of attitude."

The silence on Spock's end was deafening and she knew he was thinking of his next words carefully, "You must show respect to an officer regardless of personal time."

"I will repeat my first question, what do you want?"

"A couple of cadets are flying with Captain Pike to pick up some new recruits in Iowa. I am unable to assist him during this time and requested that you go in my place," Spock ordered with a straightforward tone. "The captain is going to need help in supervising the cadets."

Reagan let out a snort, "Am I allowed to bring my phaser? Lord knows they are as reckless as toddlers."

"Weapons will not be required for this assignment."

"When do I leave?" Reagan asked knowing full well never to argue with a Vulcan.

"Now."

Spock didn't give her any more explanation than that and shut off the connection. Reagan let out a huff of irritation before turning around to meet Bethany's quizzical gaze. The girl looked away and Reagan detected a hint of innocence in her behavior. Normally this meant Reagan would torture the girl with dirty jokes but decided against it. She wanted to get to know her victim first.

"What is your plan for the rest of the day?" Reagan asked, breaking the silence as she combed out her hair.

Bethany chewed her bottom lip, "I was going to attend the freshman banquet later today, but otherwise I was going to unpack."

Reagan watched her with eyes full of amusement and curiosity. She was sure once she had ended her call with Spock that Bethany might begin to quiz her about the "hot" guys at Starfleet. However, the girl remained quiet and continued to unpack her things. Reagan considered herself lucky that Bethany was quiet, but for some reason she found herself wanting to know more about the brunette.

"Is there anything you wanted to ask me?" Reagan asked.

"I was wondering what you are studying here at the Academy? What's your focus?" Bethany replied, turning to face Reagan.

"My primary major is Security and Operations. My main goal is to one day gain enough experience to become the Chief Tactical Officer aboard one of Starfleet's starships." Reagan answered. "and you?"

"Majoring in the Medical field," Bethany replied in excitement. "but I hope to become confident enough to be appointed either the Chief Nursing Officer or Chief Medical Officer."

Reagan was surprised that the shy girl before her didn't faint at the sight of blood, "Do you have some previous training in the field of medicine?"

Bethany could detect the surprise in Reagan's tone but didn't let it phase her, "Four years of studying to be exact. I only have four years of studying to do before I can be assigned onto a Starship."

Reagan nodded seemingly impressed with her new roommate for the girl looked younger than she let on. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have this newbie around, especially if she could heal her up instead of her having to go to medical. She wanted to avoid the stuck up doctors as much as possible.

"I think we are going to get along just fine." Reagan finally said after staying quiet.

Bethany raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Really." Reagan sent the girl a wink. "Welcome to Hell."

Bethany sent her a kind smile, "Happy to be here."

The room fell into a comfortable silence after that as Reagan finished getting ready for her date with a shuttle to Iowa. She hoped Nyota had been asked to help as well. She didn't feel like babysitting alone. Reagan smoothed out the front of her black uniform and turned to face Bethany.

"Why don't you ditch the lame banquet and come out with me?"