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Peyton Summers

"Under Her Skin"

"Under Her Skin"

A log by Ensign Peyton Summers

Stardate 0407.08

 

 

Peyton Summers violet eyes watched as her fellow engineers, Trichon and Merri, slipped away from the table. She immediately glanced down, spying their hands together, fingers tangled. Without a moment's hesitation she could feel her body become warm, her cheeks ablaze with red. And it would be easily noticable with her fair skin. In her ear she could hear the muffled talking of Aaron Westler, the doctor who seemed to have a bit of a thing for her, but she really couldn't make out what he was saying. She was too busy being angry to care. She glanced over at Aaron and bluntly interrupted him, "I'll be right back." She could tell he had opened his mouth to talk to her, but she quickly stood up from the table and disappeared around the corner and into the restroom facilities.

 

She let the door slide closed behind her and stood there for a moment. Realizing she was alone, she walked over to the wash area and pressed a button. The faucet extended from the wall and turned on. Peyton cupped her hands and splashed her face with the cold, refreshing water. It cooled her down tremendously, and she looked up at the mirror, the water dripping from her face. She couldn't figure out why it had bothered her so much. It was only Trichon. The arrogant, self-absorbed and shuttle obsessive engineer who managed to annoy her at every turn. As she grabbed a towel and wiped at her face and exhaled. What was the big deal? So he was holding Merri's hand .. she shouldn't care either way.

 

But there was no denying it .. she was jealous. No, she wasn't. Peyton shook her head at her reflection, "You are NOT jealous. Why would you be jealous? He drives you absolutely batty! You should be glad he won't be a bother to you anymore .. let Merri have him!" She paused and stared at the liar in the mirror. She knew better than this; than to let someone get under her skin. And she wasn't about to let Trichon do it to her .. even if she had to fight it. She couldn't risk it .. not with her skeletons in the closet.

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