here's another story that I'm writting. This makes like fifty. I was gonna put up a thought that Trisha, Justine and I had for Phone Booth 2, but that's alright, I dont' feel like it. Oh, and I'm still working on Dyran's Misfortune. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A young girl walked up the stairs slowly, the mail in her hands. She flipped through it casually, but stopped on an envelope that had Africa in the return address. She ripped it open, reading it quickly. A big smile on her face, she raced up the stairs, into her dorm room, and slammed the door, scaring her roommate. “Wha-what is it?” her roommate asked, turning around quickly. “We got it, Jez. We’re going next week,” she replied, holding the letter up. “We’re going? Like, really going, Draq?” she asked, running forward, taking the letter. “Yes. They’ve bought the plane tickets,” she replied as the letter was taken from her hands. She watched as Jezlyn read the letter for herself, a big smile spreading across her lips. “It’s a dream come true,” she said as Jez finished reading the letter and looked up. “A year in Africa,” Jez said, setting the letter aside. Draqulyn grabbed her backpack, looking at Jezlyn as her watch sounded 8 o’clock. “Professor Fernandez’s class. We’re gonna be late.” They both raced out of the dorm room, backpacks in hand, both saying, “I can’t believe it.” Draqulyn and Jezlyn climbed off the plane slowly, looking around. The letter had said someone would be waiting for them. Looking around, a sign caught their eyes. It read: Draqulyn Satona and Jezlyn Thilmar They raced over to the sign holder. “That’s us,” Draqulyn said as they stopped before the guy. “My name is Lebo. I will take you to the Safari Hut,” he replied turning around and leading them to a jeep. “What do you think of Africa so far?” He started the jeep and pulled off. “It’s hot,” Jezlyn replied, pulling at the neck of her shirt. “It’ll only get hotter.” He turned the jeep onto a bumpy dirt road. “So what exactly will we be doing?” Draqulyn asked. “You’ll accompany me and some other men on routine checks. Check the animals health.” He turned the jeep off the road. “You may even help us catch a few poachers.” Jezlyn looked at Draqulyn, grimacing a bit. “Poachers?” “Sounds fun,” Draqulyn replied quickly. “Not fun, necessary.” Lebo stopped the jeep in front of a rather large Hut. “Here we are.” He climbed out of the jeep, followed by Draq and Jez. “This way.” He opened the door, walking in. He spoke in his own language, chuckling as he walked away, heading into another room. “Wait here.” Draqulyn and Jezlyn each sat down slowly. Jez looked at Draqulyn, kind of worried as Lebo exited, closing the door. As she was about to say something, an elderly man entered the room. He spoke in his language, confusing them. “Oh, sorry,” he said, switching to English, mid-sentence. “Natural Language. What might your names be?” “I’m Jezlyn Thilmar and this is my friend, Draqulyn Satona,” Jezlyn replied. “Ahhh, the young college students – here for the safari training.” Draqulyn nodded. “I’m Mohammad Lana-ma-le.” Draqulyn looked at Jezlyn and giggled. “I suppose Lebo told you a bit of what you will be doing?” “Will we really be on the searches to catch Poachers?” Jezlyn asked. “Yes, but you will not help in the captures, unless you want to of course,” he replied. “No,” Jezlyn replied, as Draqulyn agreed, startling Mohammad. “If you’ll excuse me. Lebo will show you to your quarters. Have a good day.” He walked back out the door he came in, closing it behind him. “This way,” Lebo said as Jez and Draq walked out. As they walked out of the Hut, Lebo pointed off to the left. “The market is over there. You can get cloths from her, Ms. Sabella.” He pointed just north of the market. An elderly woman was standing outside her hut, hanging cloths up on a line, blankets draped on racks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ what do you think, and don't forget to check out PRDT part 2