Saturday Nights
Cadet Amara Smith hated Saturdays. Her entire life she had watched people go off with their friends and enjoy themselves. The "live it up" on Saturday nights had never been her thing. Growing-up she'd never really spent enough time in one place to make any good childhood friends, and so while everyone else at school went out and had their fun, Amara had spent her teenage weekends on her own, either shut up in her room or hiding out in the library. She liked libraries. Socializing was usually discouraged there so it wasn't as obvious she was on her own.
Now that was a little older things hadn't changed much. She still hated Saturdays, and she found that she especially hated Saturdays at Starfleet Academy. While the cadets studied hard, many of them also appeared to "play hard", or so it seemed to her. She however, felt the need to spend every waking moment studying, and so when the invitation came to "come grab a drink" she usually turned them down because she had work to do. She turned them down so frequently that they eventually stopped asking, going off and having their fun while Amara studied away in her dorm room or her favorite spot in the library.
She didn't usually mind a quiet Saturday alone, but occassionally, her lonely life got to her. The quiet became too much. The boredom and isolation, it all became too much and she found herself wishing she had friends she could just call up and go out with for a little fun. It wasn't that she wasn't friendly enough. It was more that she wasn't comfortable inviting herself to things, or imposing her company on anyone. She was that awkward kid who was used to being an outsider, so she never felt really comfortable in social situations.
And so, this Saturday was no different. Amara sat alone in her dorm room, bored, and wishing she were someone else. She knew come Monday she'd be back to her routine and life would be the stressful rush of classes and training it always was, but tonight, she was lonely. And she hated every second of it.
Now that was a little older things hadn't changed much. She still hated Saturdays, and she found that she especially hated Saturdays at Starfleet Academy. While the cadets studied hard, many of them also appeared to "play hard", or so it seemed to her. She however, felt the need to spend every waking moment studying, and so when the invitation came to "come grab a drink" she usually turned them down because she had work to do. She turned them down so frequently that they eventually stopped asking, going off and having their fun while Amara studied away in her dorm room or her favorite spot in the library.
She didn't usually mind a quiet Saturday alone, but occassionally, her lonely life got to her. The quiet became too much. The boredom and isolation, it all became too much and she found herself wishing she had friends she could just call up and go out with for a little fun. It wasn't that she wasn't friendly enough. It was more that she wasn't comfortable inviting herself to things, or imposing her company on anyone. She was that awkward kid who was used to being an outsider, so she never felt really comfortable in social situations.
And so, this Saturday was no different. Amara sat alone in her dorm room, bored, and wishing she were someone else. She knew come Monday she'd be back to her routine and life would be the stressful rush of classes and training it always was, but tonight, she was lonely. And she hated every second of it.