Ana led the way upstairs. “I’m not sure how well it will work for you. It isn’t geared for trakors.” I followed her. “I can handle it!” I clacked in frustration. Why did she have to say that over and
Chapter Two – Lunch
Receiving glowing remarks from the art professor, I felt great. After class, Ana, Bobby and I walked towards the AutoCafe library, me with an upright posture to my thorax and head. I felt self-conscious since these two towered over me,
Chapter One – First Day
Greetings all, I came up with an idea for a Sci-Fi story that I couldn’t let go of, so here it is. ======= The University of Florida at Orlando was an old style college that dated back to pre-network times,