A/N: This takes place in early June 2255
This was finally it. After so much waiting, after so many years of hard work, Griffin Conway-Kirk was headed to Starfleet Academy!
The letter had arrived yesterday afternoon. She was in her room reading, when she heard the mail truck pull up in front of the house and deposit the mail into the box.
Not bothering to put in her shoes she ran out her door, down the hall, down the stairs, through the kitchen and out the front door. She stopped to breath at the mail box and then pulled it open and rifled through the mail inside
.
It was mostly catalogues and a few assorted bills. As she reached the bottom, she began to feel the pang of disappointment that she usually got when she didn't find
the letter.
But wait! There was one more letter in the mailbox! Griffin crossed her fingers and pulled the letter out of the box and turned it over.
The return address read Starfleet Academy Selection Committee! Her heart skipped a few beats. She ripped open the letter and started to read.
Dear Miss Conway-Kirk, the letter began, we regret to inform you,
Wait a second, that didn't say regret, we are delighted to inform you that...
Griffin didn't read the rest. Griffin couldn't read the rest. The tears blurred her vision. All this work, all the summers spent studying to get ahead, this was it, the end result.
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Griffin thought of all as she sat on her bed in the attic bedroom of the old farmhouse the Conway-Kirk clan occupied. She had told herself that she had come up here to read, but all she could think about was the fact that on August 29th (Only 85 days from now) she would be boarding a transport at the shipyards and would fly to San Francisco, the home of Starfleet Academy.
What would she need to bring to the academy? She knew that uniforms were provided do she wouldn't need to bring too many clothes. And books. Lots of books.
A\N: I hope this wasn't too cringey of a first chapter. If you have any suggestions or see any big mistakes I need to fix, please message me about them!