FLASH FICTION FRIDAY – F3 – CYCLE 35 – TEENAGERS IN SPACE: FIRST KISS

Prompt: Themed word list: Plutonium, galaxy, robot, photon, and lasers
Genre: Sci-fi, Sci-fi/coming of age or sci-fi/romance
Word Count: 1,300 words
Deadline: Thursday, June 16th, 2011, 6:30 pm EST

FIRST KISS

By Veronica Marie Lewis-Shaw

“OMG!  No way… no fucking way, girl!”

“Marie Angélique Bélanger!  Language!”  My mother’s voice calls out from the kitchen.

 Pressing the galaxy phone against my breast, I shout back, “Sorry, Maman!”

“Hang up the phone and come out here this instant!”

 I put the phone back to my ear. “I’m sorry, Veronique… I have to go.  Mother feels the need for another lecture.”  I look up at the curved ceiling and roll my eyes.  “I will be so glad when it is time to leave for university….three glorious parent-free years on Yaris IV… I can hardly wait!”  Veronique commiserates and after a couple more minutes, we disconnect and I walk out to the kitchen, where Mama is preparing the noon meal.

Mama looks up as I enter the room, and sets the knife down on the chopping block, where she had been slicing cucumber for the salad.  “Marie, ma chere… what am I to do with you?  That is no way for a proper young lady to speak.”  The sad look in her eyes and disappointment in her voice shames me, and I lower my head.  I can feel Mama’s gaze on me… waiting.

“Je suis désolé, Maman… pardonnez-moi, s’il vous plaît?”  I raise my head a little and look up at Mama, through my dark bangs.  Her face softens and a tiny smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.  Yes!  I can always charm Mama with my French!

I straighten up and hold my arms out to her.

“Je t’aime, Maman!” 

 “Je t’aime à en, mon enfant!”

We hug… all is forgiven.  Then, my conversation with Veronique a few minutes ago comes back to me.

“Maman… Veronique has just told me the most dreadful news… all flights leaving the space station are canceled… for the whole summer?  Say it is not true, Maman… please tell me it is not so!”  My dark, liquid eyes look up into her face, beseeching.

Mama looks down into my face… she wants to tell me it is not so… I can see it in her eyes… but, I also see… what Veronique said is true… my heart sinks in my chest.

“But, Maman… you promised!  You said if my grades were good, I could spend the summer on Earth.  You said I could stay with Auntie Celine in Old Paris.  Bryn is already there… waiting for me!”  Bryn is the exchange student from Yaris IV who Mama has been so keen on me getting to know better… playing the little matchmaker… that’s my Mama.  Bryn has a great sense of adventure and humor.  Bryn also has a secret.

“You promised, Maman!”  I whine petulantly, stomping my foot on the kitchen floor.

“I know what I said dear, and it grieves me to have to go back on that promise, but there is nothing I can do.  Those solar storms last week severely strained the station’s energy cells, trying to maintain orbit.  We simply do not have the plutonium reserves for any shuttle trips that are not absolutely essential; especially trans-galaxy trips. 

 And… unfortunately… since the Tesla photon drives on the energy transports coming from the Benesian Galaxy aren’t capable of more than warp four sustained, we cannot expect fresh plutonium cells for another seven weeks.”

All of this I know to be true… my mother has one of the finest minds in six galaxies, in the fields of quantum physics and diatronic fission reactors, as well as being a leading authority on terahertz semiconductor lasers.  If she says the space station does not have the energy reserves, then…it does not.

I hate the whine in my voice, and try to bring it under control.  “But, what am I to do all summer, Maman?  All of my friends have already left the station, for their vacations.”

“I’m sorry dear, but I am sure you can entertain yourself quite well in any one of the twelve holo-decks.”  The Middleton Space Station has the finest holo-decks in the entire galaxy, or so I am told.  Myself, I get more enjoyment from the XBOX 1080; especially the Franco-Japanese Laser Tag RPGs… I am currently the official station champion.

I wave a hand dismissively, at my mother’s suggestion.  “Those holo-decks are about as satisfying as dry humping!”  I exclaim.  “I want a real p…”  I clamp my hand over my mouth and look away from my mother.

If there were crickets in outer space, you would be able to hear them right now… the kitchen has gone that quiet.  I can hear the faint hum of Claudette’s neural processors.  The service robot turns from her task and fixes me with what I call… her “curious stare”.

Oops!  Looking down, I feign a sudden, deep interest in the little heap of julienned radishes on the cutting board.

“Marie Angélique!”  Uh-oh… I wince inwardly.

 “Yes, Maman?”

 “Have you been out on those old cloud servers, reading… what do you call them… blogs?  You know… most of that is pornography… which has been banned.”

 “It’s not pornography, Maman!  Veronique says it is erotica and…”

 My mother sighs and moves around the kitchen counter.  She takes my hands in hers… I look up at her…

“Marie… mon petit ange…”  She hesitates…

“I know that you like your friend Veronique very much, yes?” 

I nod my head.

“And, she is a lesbian… yes?”

Again, I nod my head.

“And you know that…”  Mama pauses.  I give her a little smile… she continues…

“You know that gays and lesbians are not… umm… not exactly in favor right now, yes?

I smile.  I nod my head once more.

“Yes, Maman.”

Mama pulls me into her arms and squeezes tight.  Brushing her hand through my long dark tresses…  “Promise me that you will be careful, dear!”

“Je promets, Maman!”

 After lunch, we leave Claudette to the chores, and Mama and I go for a walk on the observation deck.  Training one of the telescopes on the LeClerc Nebula, named after its discoverer and my namesake, Madame Marie Angélique LeClerc, we marvel at the swirling, multi-colored gas clouds in the nebula.

After a while, we sit down on one of the benches and Mama takes my hand… time for a little mother-daughter talk.  Mama explains how important it is that I take my studies very seriously… winning a scholarship to the prestigious Saryn University on Yaris IV is an honor I should not take lightly.  I promise Mama that I will study hard and make her proud.  She starts to give me the “sex and contraception speech”… the same one she gave me when I turned 13 and had my first “visit”… and then stops… I squeeze her hand.

“I remember everything you tell me, Maman… everything!”  We hug, and I think that I shall never want to let Mama go!

~~**~~

All too soon, summer is over and I am on my way to university.  Claudette takes my luggage onboard the shuttle while Mama and I say our “good-byes”… very tearful “good-byes”, which cause the shuttle to leave ten minutes behind schedule.

Even at warp nine, it takes a little over six hours to reach Yaris IV.  I log onto an old cloud server and read some of the stories on Mistress Veronica’s blog, then I call Veronique and offer a little “critique” on her Cynthia and the Hot Tub series.

~~**~~

Stepping off of the shuttle at the Arrivals Terminal on Yaris IV, I almost don’t recognize Bryn… which is understandable.  Yarisians seldom assume their true form when “off-world”.  This is the first time I have seen Bryn’s true form.

Bryn is an amazingly beautiful young woman.

As we embrace… our lips touching for the first time… a feeling goes through me…

Nothing will ever feel the same…

As the first time…

~~finis~~

 

 

 

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About VeronicaThePajamaThief

Bio: Veronica Marie Lewis-Shaw Born in Lisboa, Portugal to parents of Portuguese/Russian descent, Veronica Marie and her wife, Christina Anne, call the Pacific Northwest home, where the couple are “still very much on honeymoon!” When not teaching and finishing her own studies for a Masters in Sociology, Veronica writes fiction, primarily noir - "I love dark!". Her long fascination with noir fiction prompted Veronica to try her own hand at writing fiction several years ago. She has been published in Pulp Metal Magazine, The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology, the horror anthology 100 Horrors, from Cruentus Libri Press, Nightfalls: an End of the World anthology, Drunk On The Moon 2: A Roman Dalton anthology and Gloves Off: Near To the Knuckle's debut anthology. Veronica has also appeared in the inaugural issue of Literary Orphans magazine and her horror/urban fantasy short story SOUL TAKER was recently chosen for inclusion in Lily Childs' february femmes fatales, an urban fantasy/horror anthology. Veronica counts among her mentors - Carole A Parker, Lily Childs, Paul D Brazill, Richard Godwin, Joyce Juzwik and Vicki Abelson. She is currently working on the third draft of her first novel – a memoir – as well the second draft of her first fiction novel, a fantasy novel and the publication of a collection of her flash fiction and short stories. Lily's The Feardom and Vicki Abelson's Women Who Write Facebook writing group have both been a tremendous source of support and inspiration for Veronica. Veronica’s writings can be found athttp://veronicathepajamathief.blogspot.com/ andhttp://veronicathepajamathiefwritespoetry.blogspot.com/, andhttps://veronicathepajamathief.wordpress.com/
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18 Responses to FLASH FICTION FRIDAY – F3 – CYCLE 35 – TEENAGERS IN SPACE: FIRST KISS

  1. Beach Bum says:

    Myself, I get more enjoyment from the XBOX 1080…
    I heard my son and his friends talking about the future of video game once, it was funny because I remember talking about the ancient Atari system the same way back in the 80’s.

    Great story!

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  3. Thank you, Beach! I am glad you enjoyed it.

    Sounds like your son would understand my reference to an XBOX 1080…. imagine a game platform three generations from an XBOX 360!! The mind boggles at the graphics and interactivity possible!

  4. Glen says:

    those pesky crickets never turn up to help you out when you’ve just made a gaff like that in front of your parents do they? nice work.

  5. barbara says:

    Nicely done! You did a spectacular job of setting the scene on the space station, wonderful use of spacey details. I have to admit that I was left curious about how Marie ended up filling her time during the summer on the space station.

    I particularly enjoyed the sly use of names in this story!

    Highly enjoyable, as usual!

    • Thank you very much, Barbara. I am very glad you enjoyed the story.

      This is my very first sci-fi piece. I am pretty pleased with it… except for that little “void”. In hindsight, I should have filled in a bit about the rest of Marie’s summer… it’s a weak spot, I agree.

      I very much appreciate your comments, Barbara. This is very helpful to me. Thank you! 🙂

  6. Jenny says:

    Hi, Veronica!
    I just stumbled upon flash fiction friday, and am thinking that I may start trying to do it. I’ve been reading some entries to try to get a feel for it, and I just wanted to let you know that I read this story, and a few of your others, and loved them. You are a very entertaining writer (:
    Jenny

    • Hi Jenny!

      Thank you very much!

      Wow! You just totally made my day! I am so glad you enjoyed them. Your words do me honor, Jenny. Thank you!

      I hope that you will join the group. I would love to read some of your writing. I am having a lot of fun with the group, as well as learning a lot. When I joined a couple of months ago, I had written only a couple of “flash” pieces previously. It is a great “discipline” for one’s writing.

      Hope to see you over at F3. :=)

      Veronica

  7. Joyce Juzwik says:

    Veronica, Great story. You make it possible to almost get to know a lifetime of your characters. You show us their attitudes, how comfortable they are in their own skin (so to speak) and how they interact with those closest. Add to this your incredibly detailed descriptions of the settings, and reading one of your stories is like viewing a short film. I do enjoy them so!

    • Joyce – Thank you so very much!

      Coming from a writer such as yourself, I am humbled and honored by your comments.

      I was really excited when I first saw this prompt…. teenagers… yeah, I think I still remember some of those days! Haha! I spent two days, trying to decide how I wanted to do this… so may different ways to go. And then, I had a dream…

      When Mama found out that I “liked” girls, her reaction was nothing like the reaction of Marie’s mother. So, I guess you could say this story was a “wish fulfillment”, of sorts, for me. I’m sure my therapist has some fancy term for it… lol!!

      Anyway, I just put myself in the story, and told it how I wish it had been.

      One of the most challenging things in doing flash fiction, as you know… is the word count. I like detail in my stories… description… I don’t want to just say… “Mama was making a salad”. With the word limits in flash fiction, I am constantly challenged… and, I LOVE it!

      Our “meeting” over on GoodReads and your introducing me to F3 is one of the best things to happen to me. You will always have my gratitude. Your encouragement and support mean so much to me.

      Thank you,

      Veronica Marie

  8. David Barber says:

    Really enjoyed it, Veronica. Well written jam packed full of details. Well done!!

  9. SueH says:

    Excellent tale with much imagery created, Veronica. If this really was your first foray into Sci-fi then you really should do more – you seem have quite a talent with this genre! 🙂

    • Sue – Thank you! Thank you so much for your wonderful compliment!

      Yes… this is my very first sci-fi piece. I am thrilled that you, and everyone else like it so. It was a lot of fun to write, and I was surprised at things I remembered from watching sci-fi shows

      A few weeks ago, Sandra Seamans posted a sci-fi anthology call that sounds interesting… http://crossedgenres.com/titles/fat-girl-in-a-strange-land/. I have tossed around a couple of ideas, but haven’t actually started writing anything… the deadline for submissions is September 30, and I have three other projects going right now.

      So, we may be seeing some more sci-fi from ThePajamaThief’s pen! 🙂

  10. Ray Yanek says:

    “I’m sorry dear, but I am sure you can entertain yourself quite well in any one of the twelve holo-decks.”

    Even in the future there still won’t be enough for kids to do…. lol.

    Really enjoyed the ending of this story Veronica. The twist got me thinking–did her mom know that Bryn was really a woman and was sort of backing up her daughter by fixing them up, or is mom sort of the butt of the joke here? Love endings like this, because it keeps the story with me for awhile.

    Nice work and I’m looking forward to reading more!

    • Thank you, Ray… I am so glad you enjoyed the story.

      Yes… even in the future… “Mother! I’m bored!” will be a constant refrain from teens. LOL!!

      SO, you liked the ending, yes? Celine (Marie’s mother) did not know that Bryn was a girl. She did have a strong intuition about the two, however. As summer approached, Marie’s mother had become increasingly aware of her daughter’s sexuality, and found herself caught between wanting to protect her daughter and societal pressures. Like any mother, she only wanted for her child to be happy.

      It seems a bit ironic, that while humans had become tolerant, even supportive and encouraging, of inter-species relationships, the old prejudices around same-sex human relationships had recently resurfaced.

      The Yarisians are a race of small-statured humanoids, with azure skin… and wings. Yes… what Earthers would call “fairies”. They also have the ability of assuming the appearance of other races.

      The Yarisian peoples are an off-shoot tribe of a long ago civilization that had found a new home on Earth when their home-world was destroyed. The Faluans lived on Earth many millennia, however; the Yarisians did not follow them to Earth. They instead settled on a distant planet in a far away galaxy.

      The Faluan and Yarisian peoples were both, at one time, a two-sex race… male and female. However, over time… the Faluans “bred out” the male of the species, having perfected the ability to procreate between the Faluan females and the Earther females (its a long story!)

      Wow… see what you’ve done? Got me “yakkin'” away here… lol!!

      Thank you again, Ray! I am very please that you enjoyed the story..

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