Now that she's back in the atmosphere,
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey hey hey hey

"I guess everyone wants to have a bit of Ron-shine." He smoothed his hair back so it wasn't on his face. He still wasn't getting it.

She acts like summer and walks like rain,
Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey hey hey hey

"NO!" I roared. "This is serious!" Ron stared at me.

Since the return of her stay on the moon,
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey hey hey hey

"Seriousness is a...foreign language to you, isn't it?" I said, annoyed. "Listen. Your best friend of 12 years is on your tail. You have to give in. You'll break her heart, Ron."

But tell me, did you sail across the sun?
Did you make it to the Milky Way
to see the lights have faded
and that heaven is overrated?

He gave me a rare (for him, anyway) stern look and said. "But I've never been in a relationship before."

Tell me, did you fall from a shooting star
one without a permanent scar
and did you miss me
while you were looking for yourself out there?

"You have." I said and walked out into the hall, down into my room.

Now that she's back from that soul vacation,
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey hey hey hey

"Is it true, Ron? Have you attracted someone, after all these years?" He plopped down into his bed. "The dork, the one who sits in the back of the classroom, attracted someone?" Ron couldn't get this through his head. He took her picture off the nearby dresser and traced his fingers over it.

She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-bo,
reminds me that there's room to grow, hey hey hey hey

Ron remembered my 10th birthday at the beach that fine July afternoon. There weren't enough hammocks for everyone...and Kim was asleep. What could he lose? He shared a hammock with her. I took a picture of it, but I needed to keep it a secret. 'Twas so cute...

Now that she's back in the atmosphere,
I'm afraid that she might think of me as
A plain old Jane who told a story about a man
who was too afraid to fly so he never did land

He remembered the day in Pre-K, when they first met. Kim thought he was weird but...she still became friends with him. Of course, I wasn't even born yet, but I still know. I have my sources.

So tell me...did the wind sweep you off your feet?
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
and head back to the milky way?
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?
Was it everything you wanted to find
and did you miss me
while you were looking for yourself out there?

He remembered their first mission. He remembered her sweet 16. He remembered all the good times they had together, from every party to every mission, every break up to every make up. They still stuck through.

Can you imagine, no love, pride, deep fried chicken?
Your best friend always stickin' up for you?
(even when I know you're wrong)
Can you imagine your first dance,
freeze dried romance,
bye-bye phone conversation?
The best sorbe latte that you ever had and...me?

Rufus stuck his head out of Ron's pocket. He stared at the picture of Kim, too. Making his Rufus like noises, he pointed at her. "No, Rufus, we didn't get into a fight."

But tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet?
did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way?
Tell me did you sail across the sun?
did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
and that heaven is overrated?
Tell me did you fall for a shooting star,
one without a permanent scar?
and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself

But he liked Zita. How could he like Kim, too? Ron tried to deny his feelings, but he knew he couldn't. As he thought about her, he fell asleep.

and did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?

and did you fall for a shooting star?

fall for a shooting star?

and are you lonely looking for yourself out there?

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My eyes drooped open. Sunshine was hitting my red blanket. Was I dreaming? How could there be light out in space?
I rubbed my eyes and sat up, staring out the window. Yes, that was a sun. But not our sun-it was a light orange rather then yellow. Plus, I could look at it without my eyes burning.
Getting up, I glanced out the window more. There were yellow and blue flowers growing across the grasses.

The grasses?!?!?

SINCE WHEN DOES SPACE HAVE FREAKING GRASS?

I slapped myself. OUCH! I wasn't dreaming. We were on a planet! A hospitable planet, at the most. Trees bearing a strange yellow fruit (or vegetables...who knows) crept over the ship. They looked like weeping willows, except with vines bearing the fruit...vegetables...whatever.
I slammed the door open and ran down the halls. No longer would I have to be in the prison of the Cobra 5000, no longer would I need to sulk in my room all day, oh no. We landed! We LANDED!
I pushed the main entrance open. The sun shone in my face again and filled me with an excellent feeling of warmth. Breezes blew across my body, and the air felt good in my lungs. It was much cleaner than Earth's atmosphere.
"We have a lot of work to do, Zei." I turned around. Kim was standing on top of the ship, a packet of seeds in her hand and a box behind her. "We need to plant all of our Terrans."
"Terrans?" I asked.
"Yeah. It's our term for Earth trees and things like that. Besides the Terrans there are a ton of plants native to this planet. And we haven't seen any sign of life yet so Monique and a few others are getting into the Mini-Cobras and releasing some deer, bears, rams...you know, basic wildlife."
A warm, joyous feeling bubbled in my belly. "Any sign of Ralphie and Sash?"
Just after I asked that, a muscular man that reminded me of a sailor led two dogs out. One was a mini-dachshund and had black fur. She also had grey, brown and white spots all over her body. This was Sashie-demus. The other, trying hard to escape the leash, was a brown standard doxie and had wiry fur. This, obviously, was the Ralph-o.
"I guess that answers your question." Kim said before I ran over to see my companions. The man let go of the leashes as Ralph and Sasha ran towards me, their tongues hanging out of their mouths. They tackled me and licked me (almost to death, I SWEAR). They were happy to see me and I was happy to see them.
The dogs settled into my lap. I watched workers setting up tents and little bungalows. I remembered a couple years before a team had explored this planet, taken a couple samples, but eventually abandoned the project. Everything was pure, no poisons.
I got hit in the head with those weird fruits. Picking it up, I looked at it then looked at Kim, who was smirking. I eyed her. "It's poison, right? You poisoned it."
She flipped off the Cobra (about 30 feet; I couldn't even do that) and stuffed it into my mouth. Yum. I had NEVER tasted anything better than this fruit. It was like...peaches with pears and a mix of watermelon. As I bit into the tan flesh more I noticed it had a middle section like an apple but it had way more than three, four or five seeds.
I looked up into the blue sky. It was a new world, a new start. And as Ralph-o took my fruit core and started to gnaw it, I realized this was life anew, a beginning of history that could never be forgotten.
But a question still rung in my head: if the IPE had explored this planet years before, how come the world hadn't moved here earlier?
I looked at Kim and said "Tamica."
And thus was the first day.

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