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The New Girl
Chapter One
A girl with medium-length light brown hair walked slowly down the corridor behind Lt. Walker, her mysterious grey eyes flickering nervously from one thing to the next, amazed at the technology and people she saw bustling around the ship.
"So that is why you were chosen for this special assignment, Private," he finally finished, "Do you have any questions?"
She was silent for a while, trying to remember what he had said. She had tuned him out because she had heard it all before, from 50 million other S.I.C.O.N officials, all with their heads shoved omniously up their....
"I said, do you have any questions?" he said, clearly annoyed.
"Sir, no sir!" she shouted, then saluted.
"Well then, we're here," he said as they stopped in front of a huge metal door.
He slid a card through a slot on the door and, with his back turned towards her, pressed a series of 5 or 6 buttons, she wasn't really paying that much attention.
"Every door has an access code," he explained, still annoyed, as if she had asked him or something, "Some you will learn, others you won't, it's as simple as that."
"Yes sir!" she saluted again.
He sighed heavily and pressed a big green button at the bottom. The girl watched, clearly interested, as the door slid slowly open with a small hiss.
She saw people talking and laughing, all older than her by a few years, maybe more. One of them, a guy fiddling with a camera on his bunk, looked over at them. He suddenly whistled shortly three times. All the activity and laughter suddenly stopped. The girl was sorry for that, because it sounded so much like her home used to, and she was very homesick at that very moment.
Everyone stood at attention and saluted the Lt. She almost giggled, even though she knew she probably shouldn't, at how they looked. One, another guy with short brown hair and the cutest eyes had his hair all messed up and was struggling not to yawn. The camera boy had one sock half on and one shoe on the wrong foot, otherwise he was perfect. Another guy, with flaxen blond hair and the most soulful blue eyes she had ever seen, had a comb sticking out of the side of his head where it had connected with a giant knot. An african-american type guy (the only one in the room, she had noticed) looked absolutley perfect, except his mouth was puffed out at both sides because he had mouthwash stuffed in there. The last one, a girl (the only one there, she had noticed again) had a toothbrush sticking out of the corner of her mouth, and was still in her pajamas.
"Um, yes, well.... resume your activities and then....um....report back," Walker said uneasily.
The room suddenly became a bustle of activity again, although no one was talking or laughing cheerily anymore. The camera boy took off his shoes and tried to straighten his socks, but he lost his balance and fell flat on his back. The girl moved quickly, silently, and perfectly, washed her toothbrush, went into the bathroom, and came out completley dressed a few seconds later. Suprisingly, even though she was the one who was the least ready when they had walked in, the girl was the first one to be standing ready and waiting by what had to have been her bunk. The blond guy tried to pull the comb out of his hair without any luck. Finally he got it dislodged and finished his hair just as the african-american guy spit out the mouthwash. They quickly got back in line by their bunks. Cute-eyes was the last to get in line, although he moved pretty quickly for someone that was half asleep. He was a second behind camera boy, who had finally gotten on his shoes correctly. She let a giggle slip almost silently as she watched. Unfortunatley, Walker heard and looked dissaprovingly at her. She noticed that everyone in the room made faces at Walker's back and looked at him nastily whenever they could. She figured that there wasn't really a wonderful relationship between them all.
"Well, anyway," he said uncomfortably after a while, "Now to the next order of business."
So, what did you think? I really like writing for this catagory, and I hope you guys like having me here. More soon, I promise! Oh, and by the way, Dizzy, thanks for putting me on your favorites list! It really gave me an ego boost about my writing!
The New Girl
Chapter One
A girl with medium-length light brown hair walked slowly down the corridor behind Lt. Walker, her mysterious grey eyes flickering nervously from one thing to the next, amazed at the technology and people she saw bustling around the ship.
"So that is why you were chosen for this special assignment, Private," he finally finished, "Do you have any questions?"
She was silent for a while, trying to remember what he had said. She had tuned him out because she had heard it all before, from 50 million other S.I.C.O.N officials, all with their heads shoved omniously up their....
"I said, do you have any questions?" he said, clearly annoyed.
"Sir, no sir!" she shouted, then saluted.
"Well then, we're here," he said as they stopped in front of a huge metal door.
He slid a card through a slot on the door and, with his back turned towards her, pressed a series of 5 or 6 buttons, she wasn't really paying that much attention.
"Every door has an access code," he explained, still annoyed, as if she had asked him or something, "Some you will learn, others you won't, it's as simple as that."
"Yes sir!" she saluted again.
He sighed heavily and pressed a big green button at the bottom. The girl watched, clearly interested, as the door slid slowly open with a small hiss.
She saw people talking and laughing, all older than her by a few years, maybe more. One of them, a guy fiddling with a camera on his bunk, looked over at them. He suddenly whistled shortly three times. All the activity and laughter suddenly stopped. The girl was sorry for that, because it sounded so much like her home used to, and she was very homesick at that very moment.
Everyone stood at attention and saluted the Lt. She almost giggled, even though she knew she probably shouldn't, at how they looked. One, another guy with short brown hair and the cutest eyes had his hair all messed up and was struggling not to yawn. The camera boy had one sock half on and one shoe on the wrong foot, otherwise he was perfect. Another guy, with flaxen blond hair and the most soulful blue eyes she had ever seen, had a comb sticking out of the side of his head where it had connected with a giant knot. An african-american type guy (the only one in the room, she had noticed) looked absolutley perfect, except his mouth was puffed out at both sides because he had mouthwash stuffed in there. The last one, a girl (the only one there, she had noticed again) had a toothbrush sticking out of the corner of her mouth, and was still in her pajamas.
"Um, yes, well.... resume your activities and then....um....report back," Walker said uneasily.
The room suddenly became a bustle of activity again, although no one was talking or laughing cheerily anymore. The camera boy took off his shoes and tried to straighten his socks, but he lost his balance and fell flat on his back. The girl moved quickly, silently, and perfectly, washed her toothbrush, went into the bathroom, and came out completley dressed a few seconds later. Suprisingly, even though she was the one who was the least ready when they had walked in, the girl was the first one to be standing ready and waiting by what had to have been her bunk. The blond guy tried to pull the comb out of his hair without any luck. Finally he got it dislodged and finished his hair just as the african-american guy spit out the mouthwash. They quickly got back in line by their bunks. Cute-eyes was the last to get in line, although he moved pretty quickly for someone that was half asleep. He was a second behind camera boy, who had finally gotten on his shoes correctly. She let a giggle slip almost silently as she watched. Unfortunatley, Walker heard and looked dissaprovingly at her. She noticed that everyone in the room made faces at Walker's back and looked at him nastily whenever they could. She figured that there wasn't really a wonderful relationship between them all.
"Well, anyway," he said uncomfortably after a while, "Now to the next order of business."
So, what did you think? I really like writing for this catagory, and I hope you guys like having me here. More soon, I promise! Oh, and by the way, Dizzy, thanks for putting me on your favorites list! It really gave me an ego boost about my writing!
