Chapter 1: The Star Wars Fan Club
June 23, 2004; 1024 hours
Los Angeles, California, United States, Earth, Solar System, Milky way Galaxy
Kevin Pangelo Gabriel sat on his bed in his Canoga Park home, thinking of his favorite subject. Not math or science of anything related to school, but of Star Wars. He had it all: Star Wars action heroes, Star Wars bed sheets, Star Wars screen savers and wall paper for his computer, all the books in the series...he even had all systems just for the Star Wars game. Even his parents had no answer for the obvious obsession with Star Wars. The only answer that made any sense was from his grandparents, whose answer was genetics. You should have seen his father when the movie came out. He was all over it. But in any case, the 16 year old president of the Star Wars Fan Club was just as happy for what ever reason he enjoyed it so much. If one were to ask him, his answer was always the same: "because I feel as if I'm a part of it, that it's for me..." He believed in the Force, and blamed anything out of the ordinary on it. If something were to fall, and no one was around, it was because of his emotion with the Force. And it seemed strange that those occurances seem to happen when he really was at an emotional height. But of course, the Force isn't real, Star Wars is just a science fiction created by George Lucas.
It was on these many lazy days that he tried to prove that the Force existed to himself. He laid back, focusing on a basketball across the room. "C'mon, c'mon! I know I can do it." he said. Half an hour into it, the phone rang, snapping him back to reality. On the other end of the reciever was non other than his best friend, Joe Spilei. Joe, too, was just an average kid who also believed in the force, but not to a psychotic point like Kevin. He could be seen in the club meetings praising not any of the main characters, but of Mace Windu, saying how unfair it is that he's suppose to die during the 3rd episode, and how he bets that Windu does get away and blah, blah, blah. It got annoying after a while. Remembering all of this, Kevin prepared for the long praising of Windu. But today was different. Today was of exiting news.
"Kevin, your not gonna believe this, but Jay actually got a signal! I think they're here!" Jay Gareth was kinda the brains of the club. Ever since he joined, Jay has been using his brains, along with Kevin's computer skills to construct a signal dish and reciever to go farther than anyone else's. But no matter how hard they had tried, their sucess was equal to Kevin's attempt at Force manipulation. So when he heard that Jay got something, his heart began to race with joy. "Wait, how do you know it's from the Republic? What if its from our astronauts?" he inquired. "Well, that's the thing," said Joe, "it seems be relaying to Earth." Kevin didn't understand a word that was being said. He just knew this was a setup for more Windu. "I dont understand, what are you taking about?" "I'm just saying, there's a signal in deep space near Jupiter, and its recieving reply's from somewhere in Austrailia. A remote section of no satilite dishes." This was making less and less sense. "How does he know that?" Kevin asked. "Because" Joe stated, "the signals are transmitting to Ayers Rock, and that place is too sacred for anything like that!"
From that moment, the phone call went deep into conversation. All through it Kevin sat there talking, having not moved his hand from the direction of the ball. As Kevin got more excited with the incoming news, he took no notice of the basketball as it started to move. It slowly rose the more happy and excited he got, and then slowly drifted towards him. As he kept talking, the ball pick up more and more speed until.....WACK!
Kevin was dazed for a few moments before he realized what happened. On the other end, Joe got curious about the sudden silence after a wack. "Kevin, you okay? What happened?" Kevin shook his head for a moment. "Sorry about that, Joe, nothing happened. But I want you to call the whole club, we're going to Australia!" He hung up the phone and sat in silence, with the ball in his lap. It took a few moment for what had happened to click in.
He did it. He finally did it!
To be continued..............