My Teacher is an Alien
December 25 , 5050
I finally did it! I thought as I felt my stomach lurch as the spacecraft shot up into the air. ” I’m going to space!” As I looked out the window at the shrinking town I was leaving, I swear I saw Susan jump out of the cop car and start waving frantically, with some tears in her eyes. To distract myself, I looked around the spaceship, running my hand against the cool smooth surface, the curved walls expertly made, putting space between me and the only planet I’ve ever called home. We were picking up speed, and I did a last glance of Kenney Tuck Falls, and with a giant lurch, it all became a blur.
I pressed my hands against the cold glass on the window, and had to tear myself away from it, half expecting to turn around and see Susan, asking how my day was. I saw Broxholm with the steering wheel of the rocket, at the front intensely focused on what he was doing. I shivered as the thoughts sunk in. That thought didn’t last long as I caught a whiff of alien food. Apparently, aliens eat dinner at midnight. Good to know. The food smelled of a trash dump, rotten eggs, and 10 day old lasagna, and I guess I have to eat that. Luckily I was so hungry, I didn’t notice it’s interesting flavor. After what felt like forever, we entered space. Up close, the stars looked like little balls of fire, and I swear everytime we went by one, the spacecraft got hot, like Broxholm was running the heater. For those times, I wasn’t cold, and the spacecraft reached normal temperatures. But then again, it only happens once every hour. After I ate that weird thing, I decided to look around some more around the spaceship. As I entered a new area, I saw all sorts of gadgets, and immediately put my hands on the one I thought was the coolest, most amazing thing in the world . I started pressing buttons, and unluckily, the gadget I picked up was the gadget that was Broxholms favorite. Opps. “ YRYF FUR HAT VUI HOI TU!!”
He screamed at me. I guess these guys are more sensitive than I thought. “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY! I DON’T SPEAK ALIEN!?”
I yell like he won’t hear me if I’d normally spoken. Opps. I guess aliens don’t like when you yell at them. “@#$@%&*#@$”
I wish I didn’t ask him.
After A couple of days cooped up with Mr.I-know-everything-you-don’t , he’s getting on my nerves. It’s only been less than 72 hours, and I have the tendency to want to break the window and jump out. At lunch today, we had that weird sock-lasanha thing again, and surprisingly, I’m kinda used to it now, even to the point where I look forward to Fmeals! I took my fair share and Mr. I -know- everything -you -don’t decide HE wanted more than the fair share, so he slobbered all over his spoon, then rubbed it all over my socksania! (p.s that’s my new name for the sock-lasagna) and obviously, I didn’t want that for lunch, so I shoved it into his face, and boy, his nostrils flared, and he let out a long, low growl. He started full-on chasing me around the spaceship, trying to strangle me. Then, I made a list of the reasons I didn’t want him strangling me:
- He would probably kill me ( who new aliens had such a big temper)
- I didn’t want socksania to get all over my clothes!
- When he gets angry, he spits when he talks, so he’d get an alien spit on me (EW!)
So you can probably get why I was running for my life around the spaceship frantically screaming: “ I’m too young to die!”
While I was running around the spaceship, I was also trying to dodge little bits of alien spit that was rocketing at me. The bummer is, since there’s no gravity, it keeps going and going, like it’s chasing after me. Let’s just say things didn’t work in my favor, because eventually, He caught me; And started screaming at me, In alien. The worst part is I don’t know what he’s saying, and I bet he’s saying pretty nasty words… “ La shoo ghurl vitch gewl lar!”
While he was yelling at me in alien, I was yelling back at him in english, so it sounded like some sort of street fight against a wild animal ( In this case, that was Broxholm) and I was losing! He suddenly pushed me, “ What the heck-”
I wasn’t able to finish the sentence, as I realized later, I was sprawled across the control center- and apparently I had hit one of the most dangerous gadgets, Mr. I -know- everything- you -didn’t tell me before we crashed. Opps. The spacecraft started descending at a rapid pace, and since Broxholm was at the front of the ship in the control center trying to fix things, when we crashed, things didn’t go well. “ Quarkshak!”
I heard the glass break before I felt it- shards of glass flew at me from the impact of the ship crashing. I shielded my face and let out a wild scratch as some shards cut deep into my skin, like little knives chasing after me. I heard Broxholm say once on the ground- “ If you ever get to my planet- tell my family I love them.”
Suddenly his legs gave out and he was on the ground. I couldn’t believe it. At first I thought maybe he was just out cold-but when he never woke up I knew I was stranded. And to add onto that: I was stranded alone in space, with no idea where I was and how to get home. Great. I thought as I looked at the scattered parts and pieces of the broken ship. “ Well, I guess I’m back to square one.”
The parts were all bent out of shape, or broken. The ground outside of the ship was dusty and a reddish brown color. I pulled my fingers across the bumpy surface, enhancing myself into each and every small crack, hoping something-or someone would be hiding there and bring me home. A soft growl and a whimper almost made my heart stop in horror. Some sort of sabertooth tiger thing was staring right at me, as if deciding whether or not to eat me. So everyone knows, I vote a strong no for that option. A strong whirl of dust almost knocked me off my feet. Not a dust storm!Life clearly isn’t working in my favor these days. Now, I’m positive I need to find a way to fix the spaceship-and fast! Next thing I know, I ‘m on the ground working, fixing the bent out of shape parts into what they used to be, and taking the broken ones. And throwing them aside, but so I could put them into my minicraft ( Eco friendly people!) Soon, the work became a steady rhythm “ Crack snap toss Crack snap toss.”
I don’t know how long I was on the ground fixing the parts, but by the time I was done, it was dark, or as dark as being on another planet or maybe even galaxy! Luckily, there were some screws left from when the ship crashed, so I was able to fix them up, and make sure they didn’t roll away from any sort of wind. According to the book Nerd A Thon Competition: Volume 600, dust storms take about 5 and 1 half years to come, but since this one has already partially started , I have 32 hours. 50 nails. A rock hammer. And a single man. I can do this! I think to myself I set a mental timer, and even though I could go to sleep any minute, it’s not worth wasting my time. All I have to do to make that deadline is to work day and night, and know I understand why they call it a deadline. If you don’t make it, off with your head. (or whatever seems inspiring on this planet) to get it all done. After piecing together different parts, I finally had created the outer shell. I’m not going to say how long that took because you guys would already be saying your prayers to me. All I had to do was finish the walls in 8 hours (I spilled the beans!) And put on the glass like the thin I discovered while wandering around the planet. If you mix rock powder with solidifying water and something seethrough to give the glass like glare and the ability to see through, I’ll just say that will probably come in handy if I don’t want to become the next Broxholm. With 20 minutes left, I completed the ship-before you start applauding me, let’s just say I made it just barley. But I did. Soon, I was inside the ship- with all the trashed parts, ( A good man keeps his word) pressing buttons on the controller, this time I was careful of what I pressed. As soon as I could just barely see the planet we were on originally, dust storm Lordanst corrupted into the worst dust storm ever recorded in history. As I launched through the air, at high speed, I felt my stomach lurch with excitement- I was about to go home! (If everything went well) And I can’t have any promises because I don’t want to jinx it.
The ride home felt like it took forever. After a couple of days, I started to feel a little odd, I became fidgety, and I noticed that my skin is becoming a pale bluish color, and I had some sort of… fangs! “ I’m perfectly fine.. Maybe just a little shaken up from the events before this… I’ll be fine” but in my head, I had a suspicion that when we landed on that planet, and I swallowed the dust, it must have transformed me into.. I can’t say.. But since I’m stubborn, I’ll just keep going and do what I was doing before. Find the best way to get home-and fast. As I launch through the air, I think about the bad habit I formed, while I have been alone, I have been… don’t laugh, “Gulp”
“Talking to myself, and I ‘m doing that right now…”
See, I’m not great at helping myself, especially since I’m alone. My words echoed off the walls, and felt silent… too silent. My alien body parts were kinda weird, because in the beginning, I didn’t expect it, but since I got these long, tentacle things, I am pretty much excited. “ Hi it’s Peter, Susan! I’m so happy to see you!”
I’m pretty sure no one will believe it’s me… My hair was covered in dirt, and my cloth tattered and had a thin layer of dust, like an outer shell covering me. I was in need of a haircut, and had grown tentacles. And Weird smells. I don’t even know how long I ‘ve been in space, but it’s been enough to change me completely.
December 25, 5650
I finally am orbiting around earth, so that means I’ll be on earth in about… 3 weeks! I have a direct landing point in Kenny Tuck Falls!
“ Home, Here I come!”
I thought so, elated, that I could jump so high, I could go back into orbit! The weeks slowly tickled by, three weeks became two, then She pants out since she’s so elated, she can barely talk! “ I missed you so much, Stacy, Mike and Duncen will be sooo happy to see you back! Even Duncen missed you” she teased.
“ You’ve missed me so much!” She says again.
I still stay quiet, because my happiness is too much for words. At that moment, I knew I had made the right decision- yes, It was pretty cool staying in space for a couple months, but I 100% think that being back on earth with my best friends is 100% better. As I walk into her house, I think “ I wonder what adventures we’ll discover…” two became one, and finally, I was so close, I could practically throw a stone, and hit good o’ Kenny Tuck Falls. Finally, that day came, sooner or later. I landed in Susans driveway, and caused quite a scene. Both Susan’s parents belted outside, and Susan, doing her homework let out a groan, since most 17 year olds, preparing for the SETs, needed quiet. As I opened the door to get inside, to meet Susan, she let out a scream. “ Monster! Monster!”
She screamed. “ It’s me, Peter,” I responded with a little uncertainty. Maybe she doesn’t recognize me with all of my alien features-will she believe it’s me… what will happen then? Slowly, the geers started turning in her head, and her eyes closed,as if deep in thought “ Peter… I think I remember that name…” Susan spoke with dout. I was just about to give up when she yelled : “ You’re Peter Landusay! You helped me send Broxholm into space- and you’ve been gone for 5 years! You’re finally back!”