here 's the next chapter
hope you like it.
After Nova had made everyone's acquaintance, she was shown to her room. The first thing she noticed was that the boxes she packed were already there. There were boxes of clothing, books, and other miscellaneous things she had picked up over the years.
The oddest thing, Fox thought, was the huge trunk in the far right corner. It was made of leather covered wood and brass, at least seven feet long and three feet tall. The only reason he noticed it was because everything else was packed in cardboard.
"You want some help unpacking? I'd be glad to help," Fox suggested.
Nova got a nervous look on her face. "No thanks," she answered as she shoved Fox out of the door and locked it behind him.
Fox was confused. But he just walked away.
As Fox sat in his usual seat in the rec. room, he thought about what happened earlier that day. He offered to do something nice, and she pushed him out of her room. He couldn't understand it. He looked over to where Nova and Krystal were sitting. What was wrong with her?
Meanwhile, Krystal and Nova were having a rather serious conversation.
"So, you come from Earth, huh?" Krystal started.
"Yes," Nova said.
"You said it was a very hostile place. What, exactly, did you mean by that?"
Nova looked down. She knew Krystal was scanning her thoughts, and Krystal knew she was blocking her from getting in.
"You're telepathic... you tell me..." Nova said quietly before getting up and leaving.
Falco walked over to Krystal. "What did you do?" he asked, "you don't seem the type to tick people off."
"I don't know, Falco," Krystal answered, "I just... I don't know..."
i know these chapters are short. i'm trying to make them longer... but my mind always jumps around.
well, happy readers, tell me what you think. please no flames because if you do, the response won't be so nice(fair Warning)
thank you for taking your precious time to read this...