Chapter 1: Is She Cute or What?!

"I swear, if you say that to me one more time . . ." said an angry voice. "I'll -"

"Aw, shut up," said an older person. Gene was now twenty-five.

"Ok! That's it!" the younger voice yelled. "Gene, you don't know anything!"

"Aw, shut up," Gene said once again. "I'm so bored. I'm gonna work on the Outlaw Star."

Gene stood up and walked to the door. The transmitter phone, on the other side of the room, began to ring. Gene stopped in his tracks, turned around, and ran toward the phone. Jim, the younger man sitting on the couch (he is now sixteen), who was talking to Gene; his partner, also ran to the phone. Jim made it to the phone first. He smiled happily.

"Hello, this is Starwind and Hawking Enterprises. May I help you? We fix anything from machines to relationships. You are talking to Hawking," Jim opened his eyes and stopped his little quote. The picture on the screen caught his eye. A woman, with long red hair and green eyes shone before him. She smiled softly.

"Do you, will you fix my ship?" asked the woman.

"Well, what do you want us to fix?" asked Jim. He turned to Gene and mouthed, "A job? Come here."

Gene walked beside Jim and looked into the phone receiver. It looked like Gene's jaw dropped to the floor as he looked at the woman. She's hot, thought Gene.

"I don't know what is wrong," replied the woman. "Will you please come and take a look."

Jim frowned as Gene smiled largely. "What about pay?" asked Jim.

The woman frowned, she moved her head from the phone and whispered to another person. Three voices came through the phone, the red-haired woman and two others.

"Gene smiled and said, "Let's go!"

"Gene! You are such a nut!" yelled Jim. "You don't even-" Jim was cut off as the woman came back onto the screen.

"I'll pay you 2000 Wong for coming down and looking at what is the problem."

Gene took the phone and said, "It's a deal!" Jim angrily grabbed the phone and asked, "What is your name and where I your ship?"

"Dock three on the Sentinel Port at West Virginia. Ask for Asha." The lady disconnected the receiver to the phone and now Jim and Gene were looking at a black screen.

"Something is fishy," said Jim, thinking to him-self aloud.

"Yeah," responded Gene. "She's such a babe."