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Note: Dedicated To Roxann Kate!

We Met Long Ago
By: Julia Kirby
        
                                        TOM'S POV

Chapter 1
Meeting Her

        I remember that Kessik was hot. Very hot. The green rolling hills 
against a pale
blue sky would be captured in my mind for what seemed like forever. The 
land went on
and on for miles. As far as you could see. Though in the distance there 
was an orange
blob. That was the desert. That's where the heat came from.
        I could feel the shuttle land, engage the landing protocals, and come 
to a halt. I
opened my eyes to see my father sitting across from me, glaring. He was 
still upset that I
hadn't been studying on the way to Kessik. It wasn't my fault. We had 
had a non-stop 3
day trip here from Earth. I was tired and I wanted to sleep. So I had. 
And my father was
upset now. But what else was new?
        Dad and I didn't have a very good relationship. He always expected too 
much out
of me. I had to be perfect. I had to excell in every bit of school and 
sports. I was on 7
sport teams. I was in classes that were way to hard for me. I went to 
bed just as the sun
rose every morning. And I was supposed to be perfect?
        I was used to it by now. All my 15 years Dad had pushed me. It was just 
never
good enough for him. I wished someone would understand. I really wish 
someone could.

        The shuttle had finished landing and the ramp was coming down. I got up 
and
stretched. I had been sitting down for 4 hours. My neck was stiff and I 
had to go to the
bathroom. My father was still sitting there, glaring at me. I didn't say 
anything. I just
walked toward the exit.
        Kessik was even more beautiful on the outside then the inside. The sun 
beat down
on me, instantly warming me.  I might want to put on some sun block. I 
heard my father
come up behind me and gave me a shove. I stumbled down the ramp and 
landed with a
thump at the bottom.  I got up, dejectedly and followed my father toward 
the hotel we
would be staying at.    
        The street our hotel was on was the main one. It didn't look like the 
main one. It
looked like the same as all the rest I had seen on our way in. Plane 
brown houses lined the
street, and I saw a bigger building at the end of the road that looked 
like a school. I
checked my chronometer. It was almost 3:00. School would be ending soon. 
Maybe I
would walk down there and see if I could meet someone. I would need to 
hurry and
unpack. 
  "Thomas! Stop day dreaming and come on!" I heard my father yell at me. 
I turned and
followed him into the hotel.
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        A half hour later I was finally free. My father had made me unpack all 
my stuff
before I could go explore. He was off to a meeting at the Star Fleet 
base her on Kessik.
That's why we are here. I don't know why he had to bring me along. He 
never has before.
He always thought I would get in the way or I would say the wrong 
things. So why did he
bring me along this time?
        I stepped back out onto the bare street and started walking toward the 
school. It
hadn't let out yet, I was glad. If I was going to be here for 2 weeks, I 
might as well meet
some people. 
        I reached, what looked to be, the main gate. Little kids were starting 
to rush out
and down the street. They looked all human. They just sort of looked at 
me strangely and
kept on going out. I wondered when the older kids would be coming.
        Well, I didn't wonder long. Another bell rang and kids my age came out 
of classes.
They didn't come charging out like the other children. I noticed a 
circle of girls. I stiffened. 
        The girls reguarded me at a distance. Probably checking me out. I don't 
really think
I need checking out. I am not that good looking, at least I don't think 
I am. 
        I have very blonde hair, but not the kind that is almost white. My hair 
looks
highlighted and it is sort of curly.  I am very tall for my age, and I 
have a lot of muscle, for
my father makes me take weight lifting. I think it is my eyes that draw 
me to people
though.
        My eyes are weird. They are the most icey shade of blue. Around the 
edges it is a
silvery color. My mother used to tell me that my eyes betrayed my 
emotion.
        Once when I was 12 years old a friend of my parents came to visit us. 
She brought
with her, a daughter. Her daughter's name was Lullani. I immediatley 
like her. My mom
knew it too. Later, after they had gone, I asked how. She said my eyes. 
They showed it
and they also show almost every other emotion, it seems. But just 3 
months ago, mom
passed away.    
        I don't talk about her much. No one does. Dad doesn't seem to care. He 
didn't even
attend the funeral. I don't think he even loved her. She was just his 
slave. Nothing more,
nothing less.
        The girls must have thought I was okay looking for they started coming 
toward
me. I stood up from where I had been sitting, and brushed myself off. I 
brushed the hair
out of my face, and hoped that I didn't have a stupid grin on my face.
        I serveyed the girls. They must have been the popular crowd. They all 
had their
hair done perfectly, and were wearing the latest fashions. There was 3 
of them, huddled
around one of them. I think she was their leader. 
        They stopped about 2 feet in front of me. The leader smiled. She had 
black hair
and looked of oriental ancestry.  Her eyes were almond shaped and she 
had dark skin. The
girl on the right of the leader was a lot shorter then I was. She had 
short, red hair and
plenty of freckles.  Her eyes wer a hazel color. The girl on the left 
was very tall and very
plain. She had brown hair and brown eyes. She was as skinny as a slice 
of paper.
  "Hello. Are you new here to Kessik?" Her voice was deep and rich. It 
reminded me of
chocolate pudding. 
  "Well, I am hear on a trip with my father. I'm Tom Paris.." I said, 
introducing myself.
"I'm Valentina Garmond. This is Godvia Jasper." She said motioning to 
the girl on her
right. "And this is Eudora Jeff." She said motioning to the one on the 
left.
  "Please to meet you. I am staying her with my father, Admiral Paris, 
for two weeks.
Thought I could find some friends."
  "Well, you have come to the right place." She was interupted by a tap 
on her shoulder.
Valentina turned around. A boy stood there, my age maybe a little older. 
Valentina looked
annoyed. 
  "What do you want, Bentley?" Valentina asked annoyed. The boy, 
Bentley, looked taken
back.
  "We were going to go for a walk." He said slowly. 
  "No we weren't. Go away now." Valentina said, dismissing him. She 
turned back toward
me. "Sorry for that interuption. He is delusional." I nodded and eyed 
the guy's retreating
back.
  "Well, I really should be going. My father wanted me back about 10 
minutes ago." I said.
All three of the girls looked disappointed though. "Is there somewhere I 
can meet you
later?" I asked. 
  "Oh, just meet us outside the hotel in about 2 hours. Will that work?" 
Valentina said,
sweetly.
  "Uh...sure." I said, and turned. I walked back to the hotel feeling a 
lot better. If only I
knew that someone was watching me....



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