CHAPTER ONE

Proto Zoa was that talented, high achieving, goregeous British rock star that every girl wanted. He was the first rock star to play in space on the WyndComm Space Station, and the first to play for aliens, per their request. It wasn't neccesarily the achievments, but the people he got to meet. There were several ingenious people up on the Space Station, but one stood out to him. Her name? Zenon Karr. She struck him as different, not like the rest. There were several outstanding qualities that made her different, the main one to catch his attention was the fact that she didn't care that he was a rock star. She treated him as her equal, not a superior. It was this girl that he felt inspired him, but was never quite sure. After all, it could be a variety of things that helped his song writing after he returned to the very mundane earth.

After his first trip to the Space Station, he felt as though he had done everything any rock star could do. Because how many people, well, stars, could say that they sang for a select group of people in Space? Not many at all. This feeling of emptiness, which he simply summed up in a few short sentences: "As my manager you should understand better than anybody that someone as undeniably fantastic as me should be doing only undeniably fantastic things. So, after being the first rock legend in outerspace, what's left? What's next? Well I can't run for president, you have a silly rule about having to actually be born in America. And the Popes out, I heard you actually have to be a Catholic. So you see my dilemma Lester? If I can't find new heights to hit, then I'd rather be a Havana Cabana boy than be a burnout, sellout was once, isn't now but still fabulous looking rockstar." He moved to the top of a mountain, high and far away from the fans, and set up quite a defense mechanism. To get to him, you had to brave the many dangers coming up the mountain, including giant spiders. You then had a very minimal chance at getting anywhere near the monstrous home, because he had a paralyzation field installed. Proto Zoa was not going to take any chances on being disturbed from his solitude, especially not from any femme fans. Nova Linda Cove was the perfect place for him to gather up his thoughts and regroup, possibly come up with some new songs, after all, no new tunes had graced the music industry since Super Nova Girl. He tried to thing what inspired him to write that song, alas, he could not. It was one cloud-covered afternoon that he was inside in his sulking that he heard a young, yet mature, female voice, echoing laughter in all directions. Annoyed by this interruption, Proto Zoa left his comfort zone deep within the house and came far enough out to see a blonde girl in odd clothes trapped in his paralyzation field, laughing because of the tickling feeling. Only when Proto Zoa realized this girl was none other than Zenon did he run out and undo the field.

She convinced him to come back to space, to sing for the aliens who had sent her a message, Zum Zum Zum.. almost identical to a part of the chorus in Super Nova Girl, Zoom Zoom Zoom.... Proto Zoa did not need much more convicing other than the look of pleading on her face and the fact that although he had played in space, he could make an even bigger achievment by being the first rock star to play for aliens. So he packed his bags, and headed back up to space with Zenon and that annoying little twit Maggie, wasn't it? He enjoyed the amount of time spent with Zenon and the drooling idiot, but tried as often as possible to be alone with Zenon. He hadn't ruled out the options that Zenon might have been the postive effect that allowed his creativeness to start up and create him some more hit songs, and he wanted to test that theory out.

After he was there for a second time, he had a new song, The Galaxy is Ours. He had written the whole thing thinking of one half of the galaxy belonging to him, and the other half to her, which put together made the galaxy theirs. He doubted she understood, and decided not to pursue anything out of their friendship, after all, she was only 17... he was 24... and he thought that since she was so different from the rest of the fans, that she didn't find him absolutely gorgeous. Plus, he was back on earth, she was in space! Did the fates truly intend for him to be unhappy? Or was it just a minor setback? Either way, he went into isolation again, back to Nova Linda Cove. Only this time, he had the name changed. This period of isolation was centered in the location known as Nova Linen Cove. During this lull of creativity, Proto Zoa knew it was because he missed Zenon. He knew he liked her and wanted a relationship with her, but she was with some imbecile Brian.. or something along the line. There were many boys that had generic names, names she would call in laughter or in pain, and they would be there to help her, but ultimatly they would all end up hurting her. He didn't even know if she would remember his name, but he could only hope that Proto Zoa was outstanding enough.

Even after leaving the spay stay, all he could think of was her stellanarious face. He was certain he was falling in love with her... but he couldn't allow himself to. Cetus-Lupedus, how he wished. All he could do was message her Zap Pad, but she didn't know he messaged her. He called after she was in school each day, when her auto-answer message appeared. Her face appeared on the screen, smiling, telling the caller how sorry she was she missed the message and she would get back to them soon major. She was so perfect. But every time the tone for leaving a message came up, he quickly shut his Zap Pad off; he didn't want her to know he called her, longing to see just a message of her. His innerthoughts wanted him to go back to the Spay Stay, just to see her. Not as Proto Zoa, famous major member of MicRobE, but as perhaps a person in disguise. He longed to see a real glimpse of her perfection, and was soon convinced to do so. He waited until 8:00 A.M. to call her Zap Pad and see her face for the first time that day. After the tone began, he hung up as was his routine. He then had to go plan the trip that he desperatly wanted to take.

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Zenon Karr re-entered her habitation module and descended quickly down the spiral stairs to her room. She plopped down on her bed with a barely audible sigh. She was having the roughset time with school and that major inky guy Orion. She had been dating him a mere two months and he already wanted to get viral with her. and not the more preferable form of viral. When she refused, he went to Margie for that attention, and she willingly obliged, just to make Zenon's blood boil. The thought of those two made her eyes tear, and the knowledge of what they were doing right now made the droplets fall freely. Her eyes swelled and she could almost feel the red splotches developing on her face. She let the form of mutation continue until it could go no further.

Sitting up, Zenon wiped her eyes. She didn't need Orion, and she hated herself for having him make her cry. It was not her choice to care for him, her heart had done it, and her brain was powerless to stop it. Sighing once more, she picked up her Zap Pad. Maybe Nebula had left her a message. Neb had been sent to school on earth after a problem with a guy, strangly enough, it was Orion. He tried to do some inky major stuff to her, and she actually wanted to go back to earth over it. Zenon was so naieve she thought he changed... was she wrong! Scrolling through the menu on her Zap Pad, her newest feature showed several hang up calls. The caller id module she had purchased and installed last night seemed to be working already. She hoped the number was Neb's but it wasn't. In fact, Zenon didn't recgonize it at all. WMWTPSRV235. She had absolutly no clue who it could be, but she thought she would call it and find out. She had nothing to lose. She dialed the number and was shocked to see ProtoZoa's wonderful, tanned face on the screen.

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ProtoZoa lifted the tiny gadget making the offending noise from the table. He pressed the tiny button in the center of the control panel, and was astonished to see Zenon Karrs face in the tiny screen. So astonished was he, that he dropped the piece of machienery. With a slight Zap, which was obviously what it was named for, Zenon's picture fizzled and blinked once or twice, and then disappeared. He scrambled to pick it up, shaking it to recover the connection, but it wouldn't reconnect for the life of him.

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If Zenon was shocked by seeing his face, she was more shocked and angered when he hung up on her. A brief view of his stellarnarious looks and then a click and the end? No way was she leaving it at that. She dialed the number back, and waited for him to answer or his message to come up. His face flickered on screen, and she lashed out with a torrent of words.

"If you didn't want to talk to me, you really should stop calling and hanging up. I was curious to know who it was so I called back. I was really glad to see your face and then I can't tell you how delighted I was to see it hang up on me. I have had one the crappiest past two months in all of the galaxy and I really don't need to be let down anymore so either stop calling or talk to me," she finished with a rush. Tears began flowing down her face again, and she knew he didn't deserve that, even if he hung up on her.

"Zenon... Love, are you alright?" Although he was taken aback slightly from her sudden verbal assault, he still would talk to her and see what was the matter.

"I have been dumped, cheated on, hated by, and left by all of whom I thought are my friends, and its been so awful that I can't talk to people any more! I get home, see your picture on my," She was interrupted by a hiccup, " Zap... pad and I got happy and then... then....," The torrent of tears began, "You hung up on me.. my only friend I thought...," she finished.

"Zenon, I didn't hang up on you, my Zap Pad dropped when I saw you on my screen, and it disconnected us. Your still my number one space girl, right mate? Are you going to be ok?" he asked, as he watched her dry her eyes, listening to his explanation.

"Yeah, I'll be fine, I always am aren't I?" she said with a sarcastic chuckle. She truly believed she wasn't going to be ok, and she fully wished she could be closer to her one friend.

"Theres the Zenon I know. Are you sure that you'll be alright, Love? Would you like to talk about it?" He pressed on, he wanted to stay, to gaze into her gorgeous eyes and help her through her problems.

"No, really, I'm fine," she lied, through her tear streaked face. "Plus you don't have the time, your a huge rock star and I'm just a fan on a space stay. I am going to go.." Before he could tell her that she was so much more than that and that any time she need him he would give her all the time in the world she need to talk.

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Directly following their conversation, Proto Zoa checked a listing of flights up to the spay stay. He could not bear to see his 'Super Nova Girl' like this. The next flight departed in 2 and a half hours. He quickly threw his neccessities in a bag and left Nova Linen Cove. He arrived just before the press and was able to board the shuttle in record speed. He would be there to comfort her in her time of need.

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"Why," Zenon sobbed into her pillow, "Why did I have to lie to him? My only friend!" She wallowed in self pity, asking herself question after question that could not be answered. Her pity-fest was cut short when she finally fell into the grips of sleep.

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Proto Zoa's shuttle docked in the Loading Bay and he nearly bounded off the ship to see Zenon. He made his way to the habitation wing with a jacket on so no one would recognize him. He arrived at the Karr's door and barged right in, knowing that her parents were still in the lab. Down the spiral staircase he went. He had to see her, no question of it. He knocked lightly at her door...

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Zenon was aroused from her state of slumber by a slight tapping on her bedroom door. She roused from her fetal posistion and checked her appearence in the mirror. The splotches of red were less visible, although still there. Her puffy eyes, well, nothing could be done for those. She took a deep breath and opened her door. Standing tall and a look of sudden concern crossed his features. It was him. Her friend, Proto Zoa.