Strictly Roommates, 2010

Hapar, spring, 2010
Johan is 49, Jadhira is 48, Myra and Naraj are 15, Udar is 6 (Abel Wilsonoff is 14)

It was a crisp spring day when Myra realized that her parents were getting older and that she was getting older as well.


It wasn't as if she expected her family to remain ageless and young, but she could barely believe that she was fifteen simyears old, approaching on sixteen simyears soon and then soon...she would be an official adult.

Unlike Naraj who had grand plans of attending university and becoming a doctor, Myra knew that university wasn't the next step for her. Not only was she not interested in the majors there, but she wasn't a fan of lectures and classroom learning.

Naraj was so bent on becoming a doctor that he found a job working in the medical centre as an orderly.

Mostly cleaning bed pans, but occasionally he would get the doctors to talk to him about medical careers.

Naraj was enamored with Dr.Wilsonoff and he wanted to be a surgeon in the future, so he made sure to pay attention to what Dr.Wilsonoff shared with him.

Sometimes he even got to help Jadhira in the lab.

Myra was different, she had gotten a job at the medical centre as well, but as a dishwasher.

She preferred being behind the scenes, keeping things clean and orderly.

Abel would visit her sometimes during her break, he was still too young to get a job, but for now he would come and sit with her and listen to her complain about her dry hands.

Myra preferred getting her hands dirty, even if it meant making mistakes like burning the hamburgers or flooding the bathroom. She liked to learn as she went and use her body to repair items and make things tick.

Her parents were understanding, she often wondered what they thought about her. How two nerds could produce a child that didn't excel in school, that needed extra help and special classes. She wondered if they were ashamed of her at times.

If you asked them, they would say no. Each child is different and they loved Myra. They knew that their little girl would hate university, but they believed that she should get a higher education nevertheless.

Myra was surprised when they mentioned the new vocational school, WilTech. She knew about the hands-on classes and the vast number of majors available.

She had been spending weeks reading and re-reading the brochure and their details about the robotry program. She had even made a secret visit to the classroom and explored the equipment.

She had been trying to work up the courage to tell her parents about the school, so she was surprised when they slid a brochure her way

and they were pleasantly surprised when she produced her own tattered brochure.

Of course, Abel was pleased as well. He also knew that university wasn't in his future, but he was still weighing his options. Perhaps a career in the military like his cousin, or maybe attending WilTech or starting his own business. All were great options, but they were still young and had the world ahead of them.

One thing they knew for sure was that they planned on getting an apartment together very soon after graduation. They would be strictly roommates since Myra had made it clear that there would be no woohoo until she was gifted with a golden ring. Abel was relieved that she had made her wishes clear, after all, it wasn't the coolest thing to be a guy that wanted to wait until he was married, but it was ok to be waiting along with your girlfriend. Myra knew the truth of course, but no one else did.

What Myra didn't know is that Abel wanted to marry her, but of course, he couldn't say anything, after all he was only fourteen simyears old and such a step was simyears away. But he honestly loved Myra, maybe since they were ten, but of course ten simyear olds don't know anything about love.