Dean

The sun is shining for what seems like the first time in months. Its hot rays beat down upon my body as I sit outside with my family, all of us enjoying the company of each other. I don't even remember the last time we got together and did something. I kind of missed this without even realizing it.

In our planet North, we would have large gatherings of certain families and would all dine together. It wasn't anything formal, more the casual type. It was nice though, gave me a lot of memories to bring to Earth. I like this planet, but I like home more. They never looked twice at you, for you were all the same species. Here, it's like you're an experiment. They all want to cut you up and search through your brain. I don't like it. I only want to blend in.

As we sit outside, our conversations all died down, I can't help the fear that seeps into me. An asteroid collided with this planet just yesterday, and I can't help but almost know that more is to follow. My species had to leave North for the same reason. I don't want to search for another planet to find a home. I can't process the idea of leaving to find another.

The humans boggle my mind. They act frightened about what's going on for only mere hours. When the sun returns to its same spot in the sky, it's as if they forget what just happened and continue on with their lives. I know they cannot do anything to save the planet from random space debris, but I also can't help but feel that maybe I care more than they do. And this isn't even my real home.

I can no longer stay out here. I want to be alone. I enjoy the company of my relatives, but after thinking about my home planet and the asteroid that just collided with Earth and how everyone's so calm about it, I only want to be on my own. I can't save this species just like I couldn't save the ones of mine that stayed behind, but I don't want to see it go to ruins. I don't care about the humans, I care about the soil.

My feet carry me into my room, and I close the door behind me. The walls are painted black, the ceiling a silverish blue, the carpet white, and my bedding a dark blue that is so close to black you almost can't tell it's blue. It looks like North. My planet was a darker planet, with a silverish blue sky, and white soil. My room even smells like home on occasions if I breathe heavy enough.

I sink onto the edge of my bed, resting my face in my hands as I think about what may happen. I've never cared about another species besides my own before, but I can't help but feel bad that I'm not worried about them. If all the humans were obliterated, I wouldn't even blink an eye. I'm only worried about the Norovians that survived and were able to make it here. I don't want to go extinct.

However, as I think about all of the humans being obliterated, I can't help but think about a certain one. If she were obliterated, I would miss her. Just thinking about her brings a smile to my lips, despite it feeling wrong. She's human, I'm an alien. Not to mention I should be thinking about the asteroid and Earth, not about a pitiful human girl.

My homework lies in the corner, untouched. I cannot even think about doing a calculus problem with everything on my mind. I hate school anyway. We were supposed to come here and learn all that we could, for we love knowledge. But, I can't help but not care about the humans. I don't want to learn about them, I don't care about them. I don't mind learning about the Earth, but I do not want to learn about my peers at school or the people on the street. They have no meaning to me, they didn't even know other life forces existed. They thought they were the only ones, which means we are smarter, which is why I have no idea why my species practically worships them. I have noticed though, that the humans don't like honesty when it comes to them, for they get so defensive. I have to admit, it's not all honesty, sometimes we just like teasing. They all take it personally, though.

I let out a frustrated sigh, before standing to my feet and pacing around the small space. I want to do something about this, but I know that I cannot. My family is slightly worried about it too, but I can tell they only think it's a one-time thing. You see, we don't live in fear, but when you watch your entire planet turn to dust from collisions, it scares you. I'm not ashamed to say I'm scared, I don't want to watch my species get smashed in front of my eyes again.

I can't do anything, I know that. Maybe my family is right, maybe it's only a one-time thing.

I sit back down on my bed, before finally agreeing with them. Of course it's only a one-time thing, I mean, other planets have been hit by asteroids, but that's over a period of millions of years. That means I would be far gone by the time another one hits.

I can't entirely shake the fear off, but I am slightly more calm as I rise to my feet and take out my homework from the corner. As I begin my calculus, the asteroid and the girl slip from my mind.

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