Tasha and Zenon spent every waking and sleeping moment together. Since Zenon's roommate, the mysterious Yvonne Carson, had not arrived yet, Tasha would sneak in at night and sleep on the other bed, and the girls would exchange thoughts about school, life, or, Zenon's favorite subjects, the time Tasha had spent in Hawaii, and about her beloved Spay-Stay. Tasha seemed genuinely interested in space, and Zenon was genuinely interested in Hawaii.
A few days after Zenon had settled in, her video-phone beeped in literature class. Her lit. teacher looked at her with barely suppressed irritation. "Um, may I visit the ladies room, please?" Zenon asked.
"Go," the teacher answered, and Zenon zipped outside and to the bathroom where she locked a stall and turned it on. "Nebula!" she squealed with pleasure. Nebula's face looked strained.
"Z, I have some bad news," Nebula said. "What? What's wrong?" Zenon asked. "I was trying to contact your parents aboard the Spay-Stay because you weren't answering your vid. phone, so I'm guessing you had it turned off. Anyway, I managed to get them, but they couldn't hear me, but I could hear them, just like when Margie tried to, remember?" "Yeah," Zenon said. "Well, I figured out how she did it. See the little yellow button on the side?" "Yeah," Zenon answered, fingering the button. "Well, that's it. But, that's not why I called. Listen, your parents and other scientists and important people, I don't really care who they are, were having a meeting. Apparently, someone down here on Earth discovered that there's this evil plot against the Spay-Stay. Somebody wants it shut down, like yesterday." "So what's the deal, then?" Zenon asked. "I can stop them easily with some help." Nebula paused. "Your parents also received news that the person who wants the Spay-Stay put out of business is out to get you because they apparently think that you're too much of a threat. Z, your life is in danger." Zenon laughed. "That's ridiculous. Anyway, even if someone were out to get me, I'd be able to elude them." Nebula still looked worried. "Just be careful, Zenon, okay?" "Sure, Neb, I'll be careful," Zenon reassured her. Nebula smiled, and logged off. Zenon dropped the video phone to the ground and sighed. "Great. Yet another plot against me and the Spay- Stay. Life can't get any better."
After literature class, Tasha ran up to her, face concerned. "Hey, why'd your thing go off in class?" she asked. "Oh, it was just Nebula. She's one of my best friends," Zenon explained. "What'd she say? Or do you mind my asking?" Tasha asked. "Nah, you're fine," Zenon said.
"See, yet another person has a plot against the Spay-Stay. But this time, they want me out of the way." "So they're trying to kill you?" Tasha asked, wide-eyed. "Yeah, but it's so cool," Zenon said as she yanked her locker door open and deposited her literature notebooks and textbooks inside. "I can totally handle anything life decides to throw my way."
Tasha grinned, and they went to lunch. After school, Zenon was exhausted, but Tasha was invigorated, and wanted to go on a run around the school grounds, so Zenon told her to go.
Zenon walked to her room, lugging her backpack and homework assignments along. She opened the door, let the backpack drop with a thud, and fell onto her bed. She laid on her back, and looked out the window upside down, feeling the calming warmth of the sun on her forehead. Suddenly, the door opened, and closed. "Hey, Tash," Zenon said drowsily. "We can do homework later, k?"
There was silence, and Zenon started to raise her head. "Tash?" Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she sat straight up and stared at the girl in the doorway. This strange girl had blonde hair, just like Zenon's, and blue eyes, just like Zenon's, and looked pretty much like Zenon did. They even were dressed alike, in the same colors and outfit, and the girl's hair was up in a ponytail, just like Zenon's.
They stared at each other for a while, and then exclaimed together, "Vega omega!" They stared some more and then screamed, "You look just like me!" "Who are you?" the girl blurted. "I think I should be asking that," Zenon answered. "This is my room!" "Well, this is my room too!" the girl said, dropping her suitcase to the ground. "Wait..." Zenon said. "Are you Yvonne Carson?" "Yeah," Yvonne said warily. Then she scrambled around for her information packet and said, "And you're Zenon Carr?" "Yeah," Zenon answered breathlessly.
Yvonne crossed the room and sat down on her bed. "Okay, just because we look like each other-it could be just a strange coincidence. A very strange coincidence." "When were you born?" Zenon asked.
"May 7th, 2034, you?" Yvonne asked. "Same," Zenon answered, feeling butterflies. "What time were you born?" Yvonne asked. "3:04 P.M.," Zenon answered. "I was born at 3:01 P.M.," Yvonne said, in an awed tone.
"Where do you live?" Zenon asked. "I now live in Chicago, but I was born in a small town in South Carolina and adopted three weeks later," Yvonne answered. "I was born in a small town in South Carolina, too!" Zenon answered.
"Too many coincidences," Yvonne said. "Do you think it's possibly possible?" Zenon whispered. "That we're twins?" "I'm not sure," Yvonne answered, her eyes glued to Zenon's.
Just then Tasha ran in, panting for breath. "Hey, Zenon, I-"she stopped and stepped back. "Whoa. Which one is Zenon?" Zenon stood up quickly. "Hey, Tasha," she said. "Tasha, this is Yvonne Carson, my roommate. Yvonne, this is Tasha, one of my best friends." "Hey," Tasha said. "Whoa," Tasha said again. "You even sound alike. Zenon, is there something you haven't told me, like-that you're a twin?"
"We're not even sure if we are twins," Zenon said. "At least, I'd never heard of anything. Come on, you guys, let's call my parents and see if there's something they haven't found time to tell me for the past 15 years of my life!"
A/N: Please review, and sorry it took so long to update. I might have some of the information wrong, but I really don't care if it doesn't follow the movies or if it is unrealistic-the point is, it's my story and I'm happy with it.
A few days after Zenon had settled in, her video-phone beeped in literature class. Her lit. teacher looked at her with barely suppressed irritation. "Um, may I visit the ladies room, please?" Zenon asked.
"Go," the teacher answered, and Zenon zipped outside and to the bathroom where she locked a stall and turned it on. "Nebula!" she squealed with pleasure. Nebula's face looked strained.
"Z, I have some bad news," Nebula said. "What? What's wrong?" Zenon asked. "I was trying to contact your parents aboard the Spay-Stay because you weren't answering your vid. phone, so I'm guessing you had it turned off. Anyway, I managed to get them, but they couldn't hear me, but I could hear them, just like when Margie tried to, remember?" "Yeah," Zenon said. "Well, I figured out how she did it. See the little yellow button on the side?" "Yeah," Zenon answered, fingering the button. "Well, that's it. But, that's not why I called. Listen, your parents and other scientists and important people, I don't really care who they are, were having a meeting. Apparently, someone down here on Earth discovered that there's this evil plot against the Spay-Stay. Somebody wants it shut down, like yesterday." "So what's the deal, then?" Zenon asked. "I can stop them easily with some help." Nebula paused. "Your parents also received news that the person who wants the Spay-Stay put out of business is out to get you because they apparently think that you're too much of a threat. Z, your life is in danger." Zenon laughed. "That's ridiculous. Anyway, even if someone were out to get me, I'd be able to elude them." Nebula still looked worried. "Just be careful, Zenon, okay?" "Sure, Neb, I'll be careful," Zenon reassured her. Nebula smiled, and logged off. Zenon dropped the video phone to the ground and sighed. "Great. Yet another plot against me and the Spay- Stay. Life can't get any better."
After literature class, Tasha ran up to her, face concerned. "Hey, why'd your thing go off in class?" she asked. "Oh, it was just Nebula. She's one of my best friends," Zenon explained. "What'd she say? Or do you mind my asking?" Tasha asked. "Nah, you're fine," Zenon said.
"See, yet another person has a plot against the Spay-Stay. But this time, they want me out of the way." "So they're trying to kill you?" Tasha asked, wide-eyed. "Yeah, but it's so cool," Zenon said as she yanked her locker door open and deposited her literature notebooks and textbooks inside. "I can totally handle anything life decides to throw my way."
Tasha grinned, and they went to lunch. After school, Zenon was exhausted, but Tasha was invigorated, and wanted to go on a run around the school grounds, so Zenon told her to go.
Zenon walked to her room, lugging her backpack and homework assignments along. She opened the door, let the backpack drop with a thud, and fell onto her bed. She laid on her back, and looked out the window upside down, feeling the calming warmth of the sun on her forehead. Suddenly, the door opened, and closed. "Hey, Tash," Zenon said drowsily. "We can do homework later, k?"
There was silence, and Zenon started to raise her head. "Tash?" Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she sat straight up and stared at the girl in the doorway. This strange girl had blonde hair, just like Zenon's, and blue eyes, just like Zenon's, and looked pretty much like Zenon did. They even were dressed alike, in the same colors and outfit, and the girl's hair was up in a ponytail, just like Zenon's.
They stared at each other for a while, and then exclaimed together, "Vega omega!" They stared some more and then screamed, "You look just like me!" "Who are you?" the girl blurted. "I think I should be asking that," Zenon answered. "This is my room!" "Well, this is my room too!" the girl said, dropping her suitcase to the ground. "Wait..." Zenon said. "Are you Yvonne Carson?" "Yeah," Yvonne said warily. Then she scrambled around for her information packet and said, "And you're Zenon Carr?" "Yeah," Zenon answered breathlessly.
Yvonne crossed the room and sat down on her bed. "Okay, just because we look like each other-it could be just a strange coincidence. A very strange coincidence." "When were you born?" Zenon asked.
"May 7th, 2034, you?" Yvonne asked. "Same," Zenon answered, feeling butterflies. "What time were you born?" Yvonne asked. "3:04 P.M.," Zenon answered. "I was born at 3:01 P.M.," Yvonne said, in an awed tone.
"Where do you live?" Zenon asked. "I now live in Chicago, but I was born in a small town in South Carolina and adopted three weeks later," Yvonne answered. "I was born in a small town in South Carolina, too!" Zenon answered.
"Too many coincidences," Yvonne said. "Do you think it's possibly possible?" Zenon whispered. "That we're twins?" "I'm not sure," Yvonne answered, her eyes glued to Zenon's.
Just then Tasha ran in, panting for breath. "Hey, Zenon, I-"she stopped and stepped back. "Whoa. Which one is Zenon?" Zenon stood up quickly. "Hey, Tasha," she said. "Tasha, this is Yvonne Carson, my roommate. Yvonne, this is Tasha, one of my best friends." "Hey," Tasha said. "Whoa," Tasha said again. "You even sound alike. Zenon, is there something you haven't told me, like-that you're a twin?"
"We're not even sure if we are twins," Zenon said. "At least, I'd never heard of anything. Come on, you guys, let's call my parents and see if there's something they haven't found time to tell me for the past 15 years of my life!"
A/N: Please review, and sorry it took so long to update. I might have some of the information wrong, but I really don't care if it doesn't follow the movies or if it is unrealistic-the point is, it's my story and I'm happy with it.