"- And that is how to fix a thermonuclear engine with just a paperclip, a Sqwe and a nail." Thana Twes finished as the alarm went for the end of the lesson.
"Alright, class, pack up your things and head off to your next lesson. See you next week!"
As I began to pack away, I felt someone's eyes drilling holes into the back of my head.
I turned around and saw the weird girl, Junux I think her name was, staring at me with something like sadness or pity in her eyes. She had done this everyday, every week and every second as soon as I had come to after that horrendous trip to Terra.
When she saw me glaring back at her she looked away and began to walk with her friend.
"Come on, Myope," my friend Lapul said, pulling me out of the classroom, "we have to get to our next class."
I nodded and let her pull me along.
I hadn't spoken since the incident on Terra. But I don't think that I even spoke before it.
Music blared around me as I entered to training room during free period in the afternoon.
I gave Rizx a small wave as I walked passed him. Rizx is the gym keeper, he cleaned up after it was closed, he gave us helpful advise on school work and how to stay healthy, and he is my biggest crush.
His hair goes pale colours when he's relaxed but go more vibrant the more agitated he is. His eyes are the colour of a warm sunset but can turn to the harsh colour of lava when he's angry. He's also so adorable when he smiles his glittering smile.
I began to set up my punch bag for this afternoon.
After a while, I felt a tap on my shoulder and on instinct I span around and aimed a punch at their face. Luckily, Rizx dodged it easily.
"Hey, Myope," he said which I smiled at in return (HE KNEW MY NAME!), "I was wondering, um, would you like to meet me here after your lessons are over and then, um, we could go to the Screens or something? It's alright if you say no."
My smile grew wider as I nodded my head enthusiastically.
"Great!" He smiled widely and his hair began to go the colour of sunshine on a hot day, "Ill pick you up later then!"
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Last Of It's Kind
Science-FictionIt's the year 2120, and Earth has had a rough few years: oceans rising; polar ice caps melting; all year long heatwaves; at least a million meteorites hitting it, and all other kinds of weird shit. But now there are no humans left, so aliens bring t...
