“Nice view today, Zhanna.” Britt, my roommate, said.
“Yeah…” I said, still staring out at the horizon of tall buildings.
“So, how are you feeling about the year 2500 so far?”
“Not sure. It feels just a bit…off.” I said, rubbing my tan arms.
“You say that every year! Are you sure that you’re a psychic?
“Yes, I’m sure.” I said, rolling my eyes, But this time...It feels worse.” I rested my head on my arms. A few curls of purple hair fell over my eyes. The balcony railing creaked, and I backed away.
Then, something popped up in my contacts.
New notification: Happy new year, citizens of Pangeraa! Say goodbye to the past, and welcome the future! Daily news will be available in a few hours, delayed due to the time change.
-The Tronadust Corp.
I blinked it out of my vision.
I hate it when random ads pop up in my retinas, jokes aside, that's the only downside to these contacts. The random ads and reminders are relentless.
“Do you want some coffee, to clear your mind?”
“Sure, thanks,” I said. She ran into the house, nearly hitting me with her long brown braid. I looked down at the raised streets below us. I sat down, my feet dangling beneath the glass railings and over the edge of the balcony. I browsed the web for a few moments. Britt came back with coffee bubbles and I blinked it away. She handed me a few, and I unwrapped them.
“Thanks.” I popped one into my mouth and hot coffee filled it.
“No problem.” She sat down next to me cross-legged and sighed.
It was a nice morning. A calm breeze cast my hair wavy over my eyes and I desperately tried to make it behave. The sun was a small dot on the horizon that was the shade of rust. In the distance, green dotted the orange hills. The trees were growing well this season.
The stars were just starting to disappear, but I turned to my left, and of course, there was the blue dot the size of Demois hovering in the sky.
Earth. The forbidden planet. I’ve studied it secretly my whole life and I will die a happy death if I ever set foot on it. I don't know much, but I’ve heard about their blue skies, snow, Aurora Borealis, and oceans.
All things we may never see on Mars.
“Hey, Britt...Do you ever wonder what it’s like on,” I dropped my voice. “Earth?” Her eyes widened.
“Don’t say that in public, Zhanna! You should know better than to risk that!” She whispered sternly. She knows that I am risking our freedom every day by saying these things, and I’m sure the only reason she risks being around me is that she agrees with me, (secretly, but agrees.) There was a tense silence that lasted way too long.
“Maybe we should go inside. It's getting too cold.” I said. She hesitantly nodded. I popped my last coffee bubble into my mouth and we went inside.