High School Terrans

The fall pep rally marked the real beginning of any high school’s sports season and Carlsbad’s was no different. The cheerleaders were all decked out in their uniforms beginning to dance to their school fight song as people sang along standing up and cheering. The principal stood up announcing the entrance of the football team with Kyle in the line up sitting down in the row of chairs across from the front of the gymnasium.

“I hope Kyle doesn’t get caught up in the jock elitist club,” Patrick said next to Dan up in the bleachers.

“Kyle has a good head on his shoulders. I know him well enough to know.”

The cheerleaders finished sitting down in the front of the stands with Sarah amongst them who gave a smile and a tiny wave to Kyle who reciprocated.

“Are you ready for Friday night football?” the coach’s echoed voice exclaimed.

The cheers and shouts echoed and bounced off the walls along with the loud stomping of everyone’s feet.

“We have a great team this season,” he said. “Let’s all come out and support the players.”

The loud commotion of voices died down quelled by Principal Richards coming up to the microphone.

“I also would like to make a small announcement to welcome all of our incoming Terran students. Please make them all feel welcome.”

Kyle glanced around hearing the subdued applause from the student body, but suddenly his attention went straight to the fire hose door seeing it quickly fly open and the hose flying out with the water being turned on. The hose shot out a hard stream of water flailing about hitting the team, the cheerleaders, and everyone else in the stands becoming dangerously close to the electrical wires at the microphone. Kyle creased his face to turn off the hose meeting with some difficulty until the hose just as suddenly with the water stopping and the hose falling to the floor. Kyle sighed falling back against the back of his chair. The sound of people’s voices rose in conversation where everyone was left dumbfounded as to what just happened.

“That kind of behavior isn’t going to be tolerated at our school whoever did that,” he said. “On that note the pep rally is ending early. All students file out carefully and go back to resuming your class schedules.”

After the end of the pep rally, it was Jason’s free period during the day and he knew that Sarah would be out on the football field practicing. He walked out of the field house seeing her with her squad going over their cheers for the first football games; however, by the time he got out there, he could see they were on a break watching Sarah standing out on the field drinking from her water bottle. “Sarah, I wanna talk with you,” Jason said, walking up to her.

“We have nothing to talk about,” she said, turning her back on him walking away.

“Please hear me out. I am just worried about you.”

Sarah turned back facing Jason willing to listen.

“How much do you really know about the Terran?”

“Kyle. His name is Kyle.”

“Did you see what just happened at the pep rally?” he said loudly, motioning back to the gym. “Is that their way of making a practical joke? Those are who your new friends are Sarah.”

“Kyle is not like that. You know you could get to know them before prejudging them all.”

“I know all I need to know about them. I’d just thought I’d warn you.”

“Fine, thank you.”

“Come on Sarah!” one of the cheerleaders hollered.

“I need to get back to practice.”

Sarah turned away leaving Jason feeling defeated standing where he was in front of a goalpost.

Kyle stood partially wet standing at Dan’s locker looking to confront him.

“Looks like you were able to dry yourself off?” Dan said, walking up.

“Dan, tell me straight,” he asked. “Did you cause the hose to go haywire?”

“No way,” he said, looking serious. “I am not that stupid.”

“Alright, but did you feel anything funny?”

“You mean before the fire hose levitated and turned itself on soaking everyone? No. Who do you think did it?”

“I don’t know but when I tried to stop it all I got was a brick wall.”

“That’s a pretty high level of concentration even at our age.”

“Yeah I know,” Kyle said. “That is what concerns me.”

In the warm desert sun of the Giza pyramids in Egypt, a crew of workers was in the middle of laboriously excavating a tomb that revealed a set of stairs leading down into a darkened chamber. From inside of the tomb a team of archaeologists and photographers examined the walls of pictographs that showed clear evidence that the first Terrans were from Earth. Dr. Xavier Brown, Terran historian, stood behind the others supervising all of the work.

“This is extraordinary,” Dr. Brown said. “The whole history of the Terran civilization. This is the proof we’ve been waiting for.”

“Dr. Brown?” his assistant said. “I think we found something.”

The assistant presented a small trunk like box sitting it down on one of the stone slabs. Xavier lifted up one of his tools gingerly breaking the lock and undoing the latch. He slowly lifted the box finding a small handheld obelisk with ancient Terran markings etched on its surface. His eyes grew wide looking at it as he picked it up.

“What do you think it is?” the assistant asked.

“I don’t know,” he said. “It has some very interesting markings on it.”

Xavier placed it gently back in the box closing the lid and said, “For right now catalog it with the rest of the artifacts we’ve found.”

The assistant picked it up and walked out and up the stairs out of the chamber all the while inside the box the obelisk glowed dimly pulsating an inner light.