I sat on my roof, sipping a banana smoothie, when I saw a ship fly overhead. I smiled to myself, standing up. A lot of people from Earth visit Mercury at this time of year, which is late summer. Probably because all these people want a sick tan like most of Mercury's population has. I am lucky enough to have one of those sick tans. "Fay, are you on the roof again!?" My mom called. I jumped down from my spot on the roof, swinging into the house through a window. "Yes, mom?" My mother was a nice woman, but she could get really terrifying if she got mad. "How many timed have I told you not to go up there?" She questioned, pushing her blonde hair behind her ear. "Counting now? About.. 2,935." I answered, smiling. "Don't give me that sarcasm, young man. Or do you want me to revoke your blender privileges?" I gasped, placing a hand over my heart. "Mother, you wouldn't!" If you don't understand, I really liked smoothies. I made them all the time, and being grounded from the blender was honestly the worst thing that could happen to me. "I can and will," she stated firmly, her hand hovering over the blender plug. "I'll stay off the roof, I promise!" I exclaimed. Mom smiled and pout her hand down. "Good. I'm going on a business trip to Pluto in three days, and if you want to go with, you can." My eyes widened. Vex was on Pluto. "Sure! I'll pack right now!"

I ran up the stairs, not bothering with the anti gravity. My mom prefers walking, keeps the body healthy. I pulled my white suitcase out of the closet, and put in my cold weather clothes, which I got from my aunt, who lives on Neptune. As someone who lives on the planet closest to the sun, I can say Pluto would be at least -999 degrees to me. Or whatever is super cold. I turned to a picture of Vex that I had pinned to the wall. She had black hair, pale skin, almost black eyes, and wore a dark blue parka and black jeans, as well as black boots. In the picture, she held up her fingers in a peace sign. She had a cut in her finger that day, so there was a faint dark blue line on her hand. No, I'm not a weird stalker. Vex was an internet friend of mine, and she sent me the pictures one year ago. Even though a year is different on each planet in a technical sense, we still run off of Earth's America time for our clocks. Mainly because the only ships off of earth are in America, so I guess it makes sense? I zipped up my suit case and dropped it onto the floor, kicking it over to my door. Once that was done, I sat down on my bed. The beds on Mercury are different to other planets. Ours are infused with some kind of crazy space element that was found during colonization hundreds of years ago, keeping the bed, sheets, pillows, and blankets cold. I picked up a permanent marker and wrote on my arm, "Tell Vex about trip." I forget some things easily, so I would always write them down on myself to be sure I'd remember. Before I could even cap the marker, I was interrupted by the sound of a bell.
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It's coming...