Super Nova

Chapter Five - Getting To Know You

authors note: so sorry for being gone ><!!!!!!! ive been grounded and i still am....

Jim learned that Galaxy both didn't want to be alone but didn't want to talk. A lot of their time lately was her sitting in the same room as him, reading something, tapping away at a tablet or doodling. Sometimes she'd sit and watch him tinker with the robots that weirdly started to malfunction. He didn't mind it so much. It felt a little embarrassing to be watched though, since he was scared he might mess up and look like an idiot. But it felt comforting knowing that he didn't have to talk all the time. He was never really sure what to talk about when other people would ask about him.

Though, he did feel curious about what the glasses wearing woman was thinking about. Or writing about. Or drawing. Or just about her in general. They knew each other for a few weeks and spent ALOT of time together. But they didn't know each other. He knew he could watch her profile, but it felt weird since she was RIGHT THERE most of the time. With Aurora, she probably wouldn't have minded since she was a journalist and journalists usually research everything they can on people they interview.

"Galaxy." He said before stopping his tinkering.

"Yeah?"

"Where are you from?" He asked and turned towards her. He watched her blink and put down the tablet she was playing with.

"Canada."

"That's a big place. Can I ask where in Canada?"

She laughed. "You probably haven't heard of it, but Saskatoon. It's the biggest city in Saskatchewan..."

"Are those real names or are you just making shit up?" He laughed.

The woman rolled her eyes. "I can assure you, they're real. I moved there when I was in seventh grade, my family would visit there a lot so moving there wasn't too big of a change."

"Where were you born?" Jim asked, getting up from his spot and sitting on the couch closer to her. "If you don't mind me asking. Was it still in... Sa... Sasatoowan?"

"Saskatchewan."

"Sacatyouchan."

Galaxy snorted. "Sa."

"Sa."

"Ssscatch."

"Catch."

"You."

"You."

"Wan."

"One."

"Saskatchewan."

"Sasquatch."

She rolled her eyes. "Asshole. One more time. Saskatchewan."

"Sassscatchyewone."

"Close enough." The woman giggled. "To answer your question, no. I was born in a reservation in Manitoba. Are we gonna have to go over that too?"

Jim snorted and shook his head. "No, Manitoba is easy. So, reservation..." He felt curious now, would it be rude to ask? "Does that mean you're an Indian?" She frowned before opening her mouth to speak. Jim cut her off, realizing his mistake.

"Native. Native American. Sorry."

She gave him a smile. "It's okay. America uses that word more often but try not to make a habit of it, okay? That's not what we are and I'm not sure how that guy mixed up Native people with people actually from India." He nodded. "But yeah, I'm Native. Or First Nations, since I'm Canadian."

Jim smiled. "That's interesting. I'm just... English and Irish or something. Scottish? Around there. Anyway... Why would you visit Sas... Saskatoon? That's a different province, right?"