For those of you who don't know what Act 237 part 51 means, I'll just put the document in here.
If in any case the family on a harvester should be unable to reproduce, you may apply for Act 237. And be taken to the ground to find a suitable mate. If none of the persons appeal to the family, the member(s) in question will be tested to find a suitable match. When the process is complete the partners will be escorted to the harvester of their choice.
In case you haven't figured it out. That was me and Tomais. We were alone on the farm. Except for our parents of course. So we had to sign up. We are going to go to the ground in a few days. I looked at my bag. I had packed my clothes, books, and data transferrer.
I had no idea what the ground was like, I had only caught glimpses of it from Ed. Whenever I asked Tomais about it, he just got a daydreaming look in his eye. He was never very happy up here. I was okay. The only thing that bugged me was now that I had nearly finished my hover bike, I couldn't use it. We had to be transported by the governments sky barges. Each one was about 100 meters long, and 10 wide.
When it arrived, I was already outside. I yelled to Tomais and then hopped in it. There were around one hundred kids on board. I use the term kids loosely, as most were seventeen to eighteen. There was one male child who was about fifteen. I went to go put my bag in the storage. Tomais tossed his at me and I caught it. I walked with our bags bothe weighing around twenty five pounds each. I slowed down down towards the end. I was twenty feet away when I heard "Need some help with that?"
I turned and saw a female, around seventeen, and I analyzed her. Her left foot was forwards, typically a sign of kindness. Her had was outstretched arm at a eighty five degree angle. Not forcing any interaction but requesting it all the same. I then realized I'd been staring for about a minute. "Sure" I said breaking the silence. We carried the bags over. I tossed our bags into a shelf. I started walking back to the cargo hold. It was mainly silent on the way back. I had no intentions on making any(unnecessary) friends here. The analyzing thing was a skill I had developed. I can tell what people mean and are not saying by what they are not saying and don't mean to do.
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Bridge between worlds
Science FictionAblile(Ab-lil) is living in 2736 in Northest. There are floating groups of land, called Harvests. Each one has a farm, house, and water tank. There used to be bridges. Until the government banned them.
