Chapter 3! Sorry it is kind of short...
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There is something very different about Earth. I can't really put my finger on it, but its not the same as any other planet I have taken over. Maybe its because its so far away. I have come to find that the closer the planets are to each other, the more a like they are. Earth is in the middle of no where, so it is completely unique. For all I know.
The inhabitants of this planet are interesting. They have light and dark colored skin, and hair on their heads that come in many colors. They have no certain uniform, and their clothes are very different from any other one. These people live in large groups, and move about in metal objects with wheels.
I can't help but be fascinated by what they can create! Though, I have seen more complex cities on many other planets, I have to say I was surprised by what they can build just by using whats around them. No help from anyone, just themselves.
Skit and I looked down at the city for a good place to land and be unseen. The sky was getting darker by the minute, as the sun slipped behind the horizon. Skit spotted a place where there were few lights shinning. I decided that it would be our best bet.
How come my best ideas always come to me when I do not have a pen or paper in hand? Like the thoughts that run threw my head as I'm walking down the sidewalk. I could write a whole book if only I had my diary along with me!
Like right now, as I am walking to the park. I get so deep in thought, that I constantly miss my chance to cross at the cross walk because I have other things in my mind. Its only when the man behind me pokes me in the back and says "Um, we can cross now." I blink, and follow him to the other side.
Right now I am deep in thought about what my new school will be like. I got the letter a few days a go about what is expected of me. Kings Way Middle School is a private school. My mom says she'll feel safer if my sister and I went here instead of a public school. Plus, its the school Mr. Duss works at. The school has very high standards, perfect for my sister. I according to my mom, my "all C's and B's" report cards will have to end now. The worst part about this school is that the have to wear uniforms. Ugh! My sister and I received them in the mail with the letter. It is a blue and white plaid knee length skirt, and a long sleeved blue shirt with a white vest that we wear over it. We also have to wear knee high white socks and plain white shoes with white laces (under laces, it warned that if any other colored laces are seen on the shoe, it will result in a trip to the office and a call home. The second time is happens, detention.). There are many people that think there is something cute about school uniforms. I don't know what tv show they have been watching, but its a pretty ugly sight in the real world. There is nothing "cute" about this uniform on me, not only is the shirt to bagging on me (at the risk of giving you to much information, it makes me look ummm...flat.) , but the skirt goes past my knees. So, its not like I even have a uniform that fits. I look like a coat rack.
I noticed that the sky was quickly getting darker. Suddenly, I had a since that this was a bad idea after all. I may have only been in Chicago for a little less than three months, but I have already heard many horror stories about cities at night. Drugs, rape, alcohol, murder... maybe I should go back!
I looked around. Where am I? I don't recognize anything! Things look so different at night than they do in the day time. Starting to panic, I flattened myself again a building and looked around for something familiar. A group of drunk older teenagers walked past. One informed me, "China town is that way." I glared at him behind his back. After a little bit, I did notice something that seamed familiar. The light up sign of the park entrance. I quickly ran to it. The park in patrolled by the police until 2:30 am, so I will be safe. I can just tell them I'm lost, and I'm sure one will gladly tell me how to get home.
Walking into the park, I noticed a group of people playing basketball. But other than that, not a soul was around. I sat down on a swing and swung lightly. Checking my watch, I saw that it was 10:00 pm. There is no way I could be gone this long and not have anyone know I'm missing. I sighed and kicked hard at the ground to make my swing go higher. Thats when I saw it.
As my swing swung back, I saw a huge blinding light flying threw the sky! It disappeared behind the park woods. I stopped my swing. I looked back to see if anyone else had noticed this. The police cars were still driving around normally, and the basketball players where absorbed in the game. I looked back into the woods. A faint light quickly blinked off.
You know, there is a saying that goes: Curiosity killed the cat.
In my case, I am the cat. And it is almost 'killing' me to know what had happened behind those trees. Giving in to my curiosity, I said to my self "What could go wrong?" and hopped of the swing and run off into the woods.
Mission Log
Landing
Landing really did go well. There was some wind that kind of blew us off course but, other than that, it went fine. We have landing in a forest of trees. The one filmier thing I have seen on this planet yet.
Right away when eh landing, I saw some kind of animal. It was small and brown. It had a gray-ish tail with black rings. A black area around its eyes reminded me of a mask. I had Skit shoo it off, and we began organizing everything. I sat down on the ground next to a tree with my notebook and worked on my timing. Heres what I got:
1-8 weeks: Gather information on the planet. Learn its strengths and weakness. Get familiar with its residents and what not. Also, form a good plan.
1-5 weeks: Prepare for Earth's destruction.
1-10 weeks: Continue on with "the plan".
1 week-forever: Irkens take over for here!
Sounds good? Yeah, of course it does. I-
Hearing a rustle in the bushes, I snapped my book shut. My first thought was that is was that small animal again. I put my book back our ship and grabbed my gun just in case. I walked over to the bushes, and stuck my gun in between the leaves.
Like I said before, curiosity killed the cat. And once again, I am the cat. I covered my mouth and a gun was now pointed in my face. I flattened myself even more to the ground. Oh please, who ever you are, don't hurt me! I squeezed my eyes shut and covered my head with my arms. I felt the branches over me part and just hoped that that person starring at me from above would not shoot.
