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Jameson’s
     
toadies. He was the youngest, and the biggest.
     
“I guess it could be worse,” Jacinda said in a resigned voice. It could have been worse.
     
Merrell had been the only one of the brothers that had not been angry at being sprayed with
     
fizzup. Also, at least she had not been paired with Terry. That would have been the worst
     
outcome of all.
     
“Maybe you can ask Deke to switch you,” Flim suggested. He had stopped snickering
     
when he realized how much the news had upset Jacinda. Although he had not been there when it
     
happened, Flim had heard about Jacinda’s run-in with Terry and the Gustav Brothers. It had
     
sounded really funny at the time, but he was not so sure anymore.
     
“I won’t do that,” Jacinda replied. “If I complain it will just give them something else to
     
tease me about.” Putting on a determined face, she nodded, as if making a silent agreement with
     
herself and checked her unitard. It had dried during their nap so she began to put her coveralls
     
back on.
     
“You are nicer than I am,” Flim commented. “I would be screaming, if I were you.”
     
Devon and Jacinda both glanced over at the alien boy when he spoke. They did a double-take
     
when they saw that he had already dressed. They wondered how he could have gotten dressed so
     
quickly without them seeing him do it.
     
“What?” he asked when he saw their confusion.
     
Devon started to speak, “How in the world did….? Oh, never mind. We had better start
     
getting ready for dinner tonight. We all need to review the information Mr. Jacobs uploaded to
     
our datapads.”
Flim immediately retrieved his datapad from the bag he usually wore over his shoulder
     
and sat under the tree, reading the information on Forrestal. After dressing, Devon and Jacinda
     
joined him under the tree. They wore serious faces as they studied, intent on learning everything
they could about the alien planet they would soon be exploring.

Chapter 7
The ship’s bell chimed six times with a metallic “BONG.” All of the students waited at
     
the entrance to the forward mess. During the coming meal, Deke Jacobs would finalize the
     
planet-side partner assignments. Anyone who cared to check already knew their assignment, but
     
a few held their breath, enjoying the anticipation of a surprise. As the ship’s bell finished
     
chiming the doors slid open. They were all greeted with the smell of grilling meat. The mess
     
hall had been transformed into a wilderness fort. The ceiling panels had been programmed to
     
look like a cloudy night sky. The staff was dressed as mountain men or Native Americans from
     
Earth. What looked like a side of beef was roasting on a spit in the middle of the hall. Fiddle
     
and fife music accompanied the sounds of the excited children. Deke stood in front of the fire,
     
greeting everyone. He was dressed in buckskins and looked every inch the frontiersman.
     
“This is awesome,” Flim shouted as they entered. Devon and Jacinda hurried to keep up
     
with him. The staff was handing out large, wooden platters to all of the children. Everyone
     
began piling food onto their plates. Hunks of meat were sliced right off the roasting beef and
     
served to everyone who wanted some. Corn muffins, smoked turkey, roasted potatoes, and other
     
delectables accompanied the beef. In addition various pies and pastries were provided for
     
dessert and apple cider to wash it down.
     
The three friends found an empty table that looked like rough hewn wood and sat down
     
to enjoy their meal.
“Wow, these people sure go all out,” Jacinda said.
     
“This is definitely one of the best cruises I have been on,” Devon commented.
     
“Good food,” Flim mumbled emphatically around bites of food.
     
“Can I join you?” asked a voice from behind them. They turned as one to see who
     
belonged to the voice. Jacinda nearly choked when she realized who it was. Merrell