Planet[Your Name]

1- A brief history...

"It suddenly struck me that the tiny pea, pretty and blue was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very,very small."- Neil Armstrong

My name is Nicholas Wilson Armstrong (NWA for short), but I prefer to go by Wilson. Through out this book at the beginning of each day I write, there will be a word of the day. It will be in the story so try to find them all. Todays word is Deter. Now let me tell you a tale about planets!
We had just been called to a meeting Leah, Xavier, and I. This would be interesting. The doors to the conference room were more fancy then my phone... which lives in my brain. Now that's saying something. With new robotic systems my boss was a robot. Luckily we could program him to be whatever we want, so I made him to be like Snoop Dogg.
"So... Ya'll lookin to blaze or just get to business? We could do both." Just listening to him talk makes me smile. "No, one third of my group doesn't agree on it. Maybe later." I gave a wink to Xavier, I promised I would get him high one day. " Nick! Keep focused please." Leah always nags me. "Let me start first with sayin, this mission is crazy as fuck, and you could not make it back. The trip... is Alpha Centauri C, one of the closest stars about 4 light years away. Using the recent advancements of fusion energy it will take about 32 years. Damn... You'll be about 60 when you make it. Using new medical equipment you will be able to choose to sleep through certain parts of it. If you decide to stay awake you'll need to exercise to keep healthy. Any questions?" "It's all good Snoop, I already told Leah. Unless Xavier has something to say." Xavier stood quiet. Perfect.
After all that we decided to get lunch. New York City around 3:30pm is not a good time for lunch. Remember that. I say this because I feel the café was trying to deter us from arriving. But since Leah and I being around the same age and Xavier being the youngest by 10 years we all knew sitting in a car wouldn't kill us. It gave us time to talk.
"So Mr. Armstrong, I've only been your driver for a few days now, so let me ask. What do you do for a living?" The driver seemed excited. " Well, I am the great conquistador Teta Izquierda de la Abuela." I said that with my chest. "Ahh what does it mean?" "Your grandmothers left boob." He stayed quiet after that one. " I'm kidding, I am currently the worlds leading Astrophysicist. I found proof of a white hole."