Huge timeskip, just FYI...T'Prel hummed softly as she walked around her room. She placed the necklace in her hand on the hook of her handmade jewelry rack. It was weird for her to start living on a planet.

She had been born on Vulcan, but began living on her parents ship when she was two. When it crashed, and she was taken onto the Enterprise, it was only about six months into their original five year mission. They of course had been given a few shorter missions here and there. She honestly hadn't really stepped foot on a planet she could remember until she was thirteen.

The first thing that bothered her was the gravity. The antigravity on the ship was just slightly less than on earth, and it bothered her how off centered she had felt.

The other thing was the quiet. T'Prel had grown up listening to the sounds of the engines, and the air recycling system. It was just white noise, really, but she was so used to it, she couldn't sleep for the first two nights in their new house.

Another thing that bothered her was school. There weren't many Vulcans on Earth, and she didn't have access to a Vulcan school. So she had been enrolled in an advanced learners academy. She didn't exactly grow up with a bunch of other kids, and it bothered her to be surrounded by them.

She turned her head to her brother's room, listening as her talked to his pet goldfish. Tyler was five now, he, just like other Vulcan children his age was going through the teachings of Surak. He had made the decision himself, just like how T'Prel had made the decision to wait.

Although he was learning to be logical, he still enjoyed his pet fish very much.

T'Prel sighed and sat on her bed. She had just celebrated her seventeenth birthday. Her father had asked her that morning what she wanted to do, since she'd graduated earlier that month.

Did she want to study at the Vulcan University of Science on New Vulcan, or did she want to go to Starfleet academy? It was a big decision to make.

Her logical reasoning told her the pros and cons of both. She could be with other Vulcans, and learn more of the culture. But then she'd probably never go on a starship again.

She could join Starfleet, like her Papa. But then she wouldn't get to meet other Vulcans. Not to mention she could be in dangerous situations.

"Which to choose..." She asked herself. She probably wouldn't be happy at the Vulcan University... She was so different. She still enjoyed playing pranks on others, and she still wore at least something purple everyday, which was a color no one wore on New Vulcan.

So she had to choose. Be Vulcan, or be herself. It wasn't a decision she could take lightly.

Laying back on her bed, she made her decision.

The sun was bright over the campus in San Francisco. Dressed in her red uniform, T'Prel felt a sense of belonging.

The academy was everything her father had told her and more. The classes were actually challenging, and she got along great with the other students, who didn't seem to mind at all her slightly human tendencies.

She was taking linguistic classes, making Uhura very proud. Language, like pranks, seemed to come very easy for her, and she had quickly become ahead of her class.

T'Prel wasn't entirely alone from her family. Her cousin, Demora Sulu was there too. She was taking pilot classes to be like her father.

Attending the academy, T'Prel felt like she truly belonged, and it was a feeling she enjoyed quite much.

So, this is probably the end... Not sure yet... Let me know if you guys want to see more of her as a kid or maybe mommy T'Prel... This is probably going to become a one-shot book where you guys and request what you want to happen...

~Clieo