Reach for the Stars
Sylvia smiled to herself as she glass around the conference hall. There were so many different alien species here. Not once did she ever feel like an outcast like she had back on earth where her tail and small, black ram horns had made her the target of all sorts of bullying and hateful slurs. Sure, alien mixes were becoming more and more common on the small planet, but prejudices were still running rampant. But not here. It wasn’t the reason she had applied for an off world university, but it was definitely a perk.
She made her way to the front of the hall where the professor had posted a list of the pairs she’d made for the project they’d be starting tomorrow. From what she’d gleaned from the conversations around her, they’d all been paired off based on majors, so she was probably also with someone who was in the veterinary sciences program.
She quickly scanned the list, found her name and then saw her partner. “Lethe Wayne,” She muttered to herself, only to sigh. She had no idea who that was. Then again, she was pretty sigh and not the most social person, so she didn’t exactly know many people here.
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