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All I could think about was seeing her again. I first meet Rebecca in DZ 15, City 5. I was hanging around the quickandgo, with a mega universe cup of green slime cola when her limo pulled in for a gas and wash. Figuring that I would make a few bucks and meet a few red bands (rich people wear special red bands on their arms to show status).

I grabbed a squeegee and started to clean the windows when she climbed out of the back. When I laid eyes on her I thought that I was dreaming, shoulder length black hair with white highlights, a kind face with deep green eyes. a dark red dress and inside that dress is a body that can make anyone lose there concentration.

All i could do was to stop and stare, at least until a club whacked me upside my head when rebecca's bodyguard caught me looking at her. the next thing i did was almost my last when i got into the guard's face. I know that i would have died if rebecca had not stepped between us. she ordered her guard to get her a drink and that i should get back to work.

When she said it i jumped and got to work, finishing all 10 windows in record time. i sat back down and slurped my drink. I began to talk to Rebecca and the more we talked the loosed she bacame, and we found out that we had alot in common. We both like the same shows. We both like the legend of the Knights, and we even have the same problems.

For example, we are both being pressured by our families to join in on the family businesses. My father wants me to join him at the court house as a supply boy. Her father and mother want her to be more active in her role at the Reedmornt foundation. They produce Dimensional gates for the government and also the implant chips for the biotag system.

We were about to talk more, However the bodyguard returned from inside and walloped me good. She got up, gave me some money for my services, and told me where she lived. Rebecca told me that she would like to talk to me some more. I didn't even get a chance to answer, because her guard rushed her into the limo and they sped away.

I finished my drink off, tossed it and headed home. Since then I can not get her out of my head. she is a stone's throw away but it's a virtual mine field to reach her. i live in DZ 25, also known as the cheap side of town or slum world. Rebecca lives in DZ 36, part of the rich worlds. People, who live in the slums are, by law, not allowed into Dz 30-39. by even going into those worlds, i could be arrested for trespassing, and sentenced to life in prison or even worse.

I can't help it, her very essence haunts me, I need to see her again. Taking the money Rebecca gave me, I bought a small hand generator. Next I salvaged several junk parts from the trash. However I had to take a few days off when my dad had the bright idea to get me to join him at his job. pure hell, i tell you. Nothing but staples and forms as far as the eye can see. i need to talk to my dad about me getting away from that supply room.

Using what I found, I managed to build a small Dimensional Gate that I can use to safely travel thru the Dimensional Space ( the area between Dimensional Zones that will shatter anyone foolish enough to try and break thru without forming a gate). My dad almost caught me several times while I was building it.

Unfortunately with the small generator, I can only open a gate for short time. Also only a limited number of times due to the scrap material used in it's design. I hope that it will hold for four trips, two down to her and two back. i make my trip tomorrow.

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