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Birds.

Birds are so loud. You know who likes birds?

Morning people. Guess who doesn't like birds?

Me.

And as luck would have it, there is a gigantic maple tree right outside my window that serves as my own personal hell/alarm clock. Great.

I opened my eyes reluctantly to the screams of those terrible creatures, let out a sigh and looked out the window.

"Huh, actually sunny today."

That's a surprise. Winter was finally coming to a close and spring was just around the corner. I had gotten used to waking up to cold mornings.

Obviously being a night owl, I usually don't wake up to my first 'alarm'. I like to stay in bed for as long as possible and then rush to where I need to go. But not today. No, today was special. Today was my first day at SFIT. The Sanfransokyo institute of technology, the school of my dreams for as long as I can remember. However, I am joining later in the year which, honestly, is kind of my worst nightmare.

I'm not really what you would call a 'people person.' I don't have any friends, and I rarely talk to anyone outside of my family because people generally make me nervous. I suppose being homeschooled made me a bit socially inept. I'm basically the definition of awkward, which is terrible.

I sighed again at my ceiling and trudged out of bed to get ready for my day. After putting in my contacts over my dark green eyes, I worked to fix my terrible bed head. Once my waist long, wavy brown hair was under control, I retrieved my bag and went downstairs. After scarfing down a piece of toast and a glass of milk, I grabbed my keys and helmet and walked out of my door.

I live in a cute little townhouse with my mom and my dad. My dad is a doctor, a brain surgeon actually, and my mom is a mathematician. My older brother lives in L.A. He just graduated and is working in a lab as a chemical molecular engineer. Genius runs in the family I guess.

I go over to my tiny one car garage and open it to get to my sweet, sweet baby. As the door loudly lumbers open, I see her, my only possession that I would truly die for, my moped Charlie. Well, she's shaped more like a crotch rocket than a traditional moped. Azure blue with black seats and silver detailing, my moped was the closest thing I have to a child.

"Morning, Charr~ my pretty, pretty, girl~~ " I chuckled at my own strangeness and got my leathers out of the butt trunk. Black and brown leather jacket cut perfectly to my size. I put my black helmet and my back pack back on, started up Charlie and sped off to my first day.

I was stopped at a red when I saw him, well, more like, saw his bike. He sputtered to a stop right next to me in his adorable MX100. I was old enough to be endearing and retro, rather than sad. Mine was almost brand new, just a couple years old, so everything looked pretty dinky compared to mine. Mine was purely solar powered, his probably still runs on electricity. Aw, his helmet didn't even have an interactive screen on it. Or a face cover to begin with, and oh shit.

He's hot.

Like, wow, um HI THERE kinda of hot. I was super glad that my face was covered because he turned his head to glance at me and smiled.

"Good morning! Nice bike" he said, goddammit, even his voice was sexy.

"Um uh-h-h-hello. Yours is uh AHEM… uh bye." I sped off the instant the light turned green.

Thank god I would never have to see that guy again. I am socially awkward by nature so hot guys and me don't mix. How do you even talk to a guy that attractive? I would probably just clam up and freak him out.

I rounded the corner of the street and my breath stopped. There it was, my school, the beautiful SFIT. I couldn't wait to get started!

. . . . . .

It didn't take me long to find out where the lab building was, I had already studied a map of the school, and it was the most popular and challenging robotics lab on campus. The Ito Ishioka robotics lab. I parked my bike and set it to charge, stored my helmet in my trunk storage, and walked up the main steps. As I climbed, I was in awe of the amazing architecture, so beautiful. I was a bit intimidated, but I couldn't wait to show off my tech. I walked into the cool foyer and up to a friendly looking receptionist at the counter.

"Um, Hi, there. Um, I'm looking for Professor Callaghan." I said quietly.

"Oh yes, he is on the 3rd floor, room number 302." she said with a smile.

"Thanks." I went straight for the elevators and pushed floor three. Ahhh, I was starting to get nervous. I was about to go talk to the professor Callaghan. What was I supposed to say to someone that accomplished? My palms started to sweat as the elevator dinged for the third floor. I stepped out into the simple hallway, fidgeting with my hem line, and walked until I found room 302. As I stood in front of the door,I can't help but mutter to myself, a weird habit of mine when I get nervous,

"What if he's busy? I don't want to interrupt him or anything, would that be rude? Fuck, I can't come across as rude, What if he-" I stopped myself and took a deep breath,

"No, just relax, I'm sure I can just let my tech speak for itself, like it always does." I slowly brought my hand up to knocked on the door.

"Come in!" A voice said on the other side. I opened the door to a large office with a beautiful oak desk in the middle. Behind it, the entire wall is just a window, its panoramic view of the campus is staggering.

"Um, h-hello." I said, still fidgeting. He looked up from his work and smiled. The professor stood up and walked over to me.

"You must be Alexandra Marx, It is an absolute pleasure to meet you." He said enthusiastically, as he shook my hand.

"Um th-thank you, you as well, I mean it's-it's an absolute pleasure to, um, to-to meet you too," I stammer. Holy hell, have I developed a stutter now too? Wonderful. I continued,

"Oh and I go by Alex, by the way." Ugh, long handshake, so awkward. He smiled as he let go of my hand and gestured for me to sit down.

"I have to be honest, I am a great fan of your work." He said, enthralled." I would love to see some examples sometime, perhaps next week, after you're settled?" I blushed and looked down.

"Well, I-I have some with me all the time a-actually." I said with a small smile," would you like to see now?" He looked exited and noded. I lean down and start to roll up my leggings. As soon as I get past my knee, I stood up and put my leg on the chair. I looked up and smile.

"Well, here it is." I pushed the button on my ankle and the interface lit up on my shin. I put in the command to open and show the inter mechanics of the 'calf muscle' and they oblige. With a whirring sound, the almost invisible seam running along the side of my legs snapped open with a pop. I opened the synthetic skin and carbon fiber shell and revealed the machine and actuator 'muscles'. I heard Callaghan gasp and smile to myself. I impressed him!

"Fascinating." He breathed, "I wasn't aware that you actually had your own tech on yourself! I now understand how your work with actual motor function is so precise." He said, still analyzing my tech.

"Ah, yes. I would actually prefer that it be kept a secret from the public if you don't mind. I don't really want to become a sob story to the press."

"Of course. I understand. However, I am curious," of course he was. Everyone always was when I show them. He continued,

"How exactly did that happen?"

"Well, I was in a car accident when I was 10 and I lost both of my legs." I said without feeling. I had this down to a script.

"B-Both legs?" he started, surprised. I chuckled a little.

"Yeah. It's ok though. It made me all the more motivated to develop the most realistic prosthetics used to this day. I couldn't stand the clunky, plastic ones I was forced to wear as a kid." I finished.

"And you invented a completely revolutionary idea as well. Using a nuro transmitter to send signals to a prosthetic. Making motor function akin to that of a real limb, and all before you were 16. Amazing." Ah, he was going to make me blush.

I was so proud of what the MARX PROSTHETIC LIMBS company had accomplished in 2 years. We made special and custom limbs of all shapes and sizes. My limbs were almost becoming the usual for people who needed prosthetics. And I couldn't be happier. We were still small, only covering Sanfransokyo and some other cities in America, but I hope that my tech will someday become the norm for people all around the world. People will finally get their old lives back.

"Oh, and thank you so much," I said almost forgetting, "for extending the opportunity for me to hone my tech at your school." Seriously, he offered me full ride, it was like a dream come true! I continued,

"It is such an honor to attend the most prestigious and renound university for robotics in the country." I finished with awe.

"No, the pleasure is all mine. I cannot wait to see what you have to offer our school." He stood up, clapped his hands together and walked around the desk,

"So, I suppose I'll show you to your new lab here, it's on the second floor, if you'll follow-" he was interrupted by the door opening

"Hey professor Callaghan, what did you want to see me about-" this new stranger trailed off and his eyes zoomed in on my leg, with my calf plate still open and my tech for all eyes to see. And he stared at it in shock. Well, I mean duh, why wouldn't you? My calf was made of carbon fiber and titanium alloy. I tried not to be too embarrassed, I didn't even know who this person was,

Wait.

No yes I DO! Holy fuck it's the hot guy from earlier! Ooh my god! What am I supposed to do? I just stood there, in brief horror and met his surprised stare with my own, our mouths both agape. Professor Callaghan was the first to break the silence, bringing me back to my senses.

"Ah Tadashi, perfect timing! There is someone I would like you to meet!" the professor said casually. I hurried up and closed my calf and adjusted my pant leg, blushing ear to ear. He continued,

"This is Alexandra Marx. She will be attending here starting today." He gestured toward me. Ugh, he forgot to use my shorter name. That was pretty common actually as everyone around the world only knew my full name. No one ever asked if I had nick name.

"Uh, hi." I said quietly. I looked at this Tadashi guy again and I almost laughed. His mouth was still wide open. It was a good couple of seconds before he responded, shaking his head slightly.

"Um, sorry- hello! I just, I'm a huge fan of your work, well, so is my brother but I've actually been to some of your presentations and it is amazing what you've done, I mean, your just, very uhm, hello." He finally finished and held out his hand. I shook it and smiled.

"T-thank you very much. It's really cool that I have a fan here." I expected people to have heard of me, but I should have known that going to a robotics school, there would be people that were really interested in my work. I tried to stay out of the spotlight and let my tech speak for itself, so his reaction was really different from what I was used to. I may be able to talk to this guy a bit more normally now that I realize that he gets nervous sometimes, just like I do. I wanted to know more about this guy so I continued,

"So, what do you do here?" I asked. Professor Callaghan spoke up for him.

"Actually Tadashi here is in the medical robotics field as well and is creating something truly inspiring. I can't wait to see it when it's finished." He said smiling, the professor seemed so proud of this student. I wonder what he was working on. He continued,

"And since you are studying similar things, I thought that Tadashi could show you around campus and your lab today."

"Oh, is that what you needed me for Professor?" Tadashi said looking at Callaghan.

"Yes. Normally I would do it but I am quite busy today. So, I am putting miss Marx in your capable hands. You two better go to your labs before your next hour of class starts. Goodbye Alexandra, it will be such a pleasure working with you!" what a nice teacher. I can't wait to learn from this guy!

"Thank you, the feeling is mutual. Um, bye!" I walked out of his office with Tadashi and into the elevators. We both got in and Tadashi pressed the button for floor 2. The doors closed and there was silence. Oh shit, I forgot that he'd seen my leg! He must be freaked out. Not a lot of people knew about that unless they were my family or friends.

Well, I might as well try break the ice. Ooh boy, here we go.

"So, uh, yeah I have a prosthetic leg," I stared loudly, startling him a bit, "Uh actually I have two of them, I mean I'm missing both of my legs so that's- um, what you saw back there. Oh and I go by Alex, not Alexandra,"

So awkward so awkward, just keep talking,

"Callaghan wanted to see some of my tech so uh. Please don't be weirded out or anything."

"What? Why would I be weirded out?" he asked, confused, looking at me. Oh. That caught me off guard

"Oh, um well you're not saying anything." I pointed out. The doors opened then and there was a long brightly lit hallway lined with a dozen doors on either side, I assumed these were the personal labs. We stepped out and started walking.

"Yeah, well, it's not every day that you meet well, you!" He said incredulously. I blushed. I was not used to this kind of treatment. Only people in robotics act like I'm a celebrity. I should probably set the record straight.

"Oh my gosh, seriously it's nothing. My work took a long time to perfect. It's not like I pulled it all together in a year like some articles have said."

I knew I should have done at least a couple of interviews when my tech came out. So many people got a lot of the facts wrong. They painted me like a child prodigy, when really, a little talent mixed with determination and hard work was what made it all possible. I just didn't want to make any public statements correcting them. Then people would have asked for interviews, and can you imagine me? In an interview? Yeah, no.

"Really? How long did it take you to create a synthetic limb that could be controlled with a nuro transmitter?" he asked.

"Hmm, it was about 40 prototypes and five years of work." I said honestly, and without stammering. This guy was so easy to talk to. I hope we can become friends.

"That's incredible, oh we're here! Lab number 3. I'm lab number 2, right next door, so if you ever have questions, just come ask." He said smiling. Oh my, that smile, so handsome.

"Oh ok." I said and I opened the door. It was a simple space and very barren. Nothing but a desk with a computer interface, two other tables, and some empty shelves on the left side of the wall. The room was a drab color of gray but it was filled with a gorgeous morning light coming in through a large round window that nearly covered the back wall.

"Wow," I breathed, "what a great workspace. A little small, but that's perfect for what I work on." I smiled and walked into the room to look out the window. "killer view!"

"Yeah," he responded, walking up to me, "Our side of the building has the best view. So you got pretty lucky that the previous owner graduated last semester." He said a bit sadly. I wonder if they were close.

"So," wanting to change the subject, "you are working in the medical field of robotics? I would love to see what you're working on." His face lit up like a Christmas tree and he smiled.

"I would be my pleasure, come on." He led us out and over to his lab where he punched in a number and swiped a key card to open his door. "You'll get one of these later," holding up his card, "So that your tech will always be safe from theft." He opened the door and turned on the light.

Aw, it was messy in the best way, productive. There were parts laying around and some half-finished exoskeletons everywhere. So he was building a walking robot or something? He walked over to get something that was leaning against the wall. Some kind of red capsule. He rolled it over to stand on front of him. And grabbed a tablet off of his desk.

"Ok, watch this." He said as he input information and pressed activate on his device. A small white ring lit up in the center and the capsule started to unfold and then a big white thing inflated up and out of the capsule. Oh my gosh. It was so cute! Big and white, with a silly little face, it looked like an adorable marshmallow.

"This, is Baymax. He's going to be a personal healthcare companion, or more like a robotic nurse." He said looking at it fondly.

"Going to be?" I asked. I looked over at Tadashi and he looked almost, embarrassed. How cute.

"Well, the mechanics are all perfect now. But I'm still having trouble with the coding. His scanner and boot up sequence is really giving me a hard time." He finished, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Hm. Yeah, a robotic nurse, damn that really would be a pain to program." I said in awe.

"Yeah, about 10,000 medical procedures." He said putting his hands in his pockets. I whistled low. I wondered when this guy ever got any sleep!

"Yeah, he is going to be amazing. He's gonna help so many people." He said quietly. Oh my god, he has such a noble vision for his work. Kind of like how I view my own tech.

"Yeah, I can see it. I have the same vision for my prosthesis. Seems like we have something in common huh? I really hope that our inventions will really change the future and help lots of people." I finally smiled a real smile at him and sighed.

"So I guess we have to get to class or something, Tadashi?" he was staring at me again, with a slight blush on his face. "Tadashi?" I said again. He shook his head slightly, and grinned.

"Oh sorry! Uh, y-yeah! The robotics majors all have class together early in the morning so we have time to work on our projects later in the day, so we gotta get going!" and with that he rushed out the door.

"Shit was is something I said?" I muttered to myself, and chuckled lightly. I guess I still made him nervous or something.

We made small talk as we walked outside the lab and across campus to the mathematics center. He ran me through how classes worked. The robotics majors had the first 3 hours of classes together. Programing, then engineering, then science. After that, lunch time at noon. Then, students had two choices. They could either take more classes, like their humanities credits. Or they could go straight to their lab to work on their projects. Apparently, robotics majors have a "project" they have to do by the end of the year, to show what they have been working on. I know exactly what my goal will be, and it's gonna change the world.

I have been working on prosthetic limbs for forever, but I have never achieved one thing. Actual sensitivity and feeling in prosthetic limbs. I was SO close but I needed more resources and knowledge from others to really jump start my work into actually gaining sensitivity. However, once I do figure it out, there will be no stopping me from making my prosthetics available to all people around the globe. I want to help as many people I can, but I didn't really want to go global until I learned how to program feeling.

I was 16 when I came out with my complete motor functional limbs. I'm 19 now and I am still having trouble with the brain chemistry. So I hoped that working with others and collaborating might give me some more insight on how I can actually make this happen.

Tadashi and I finally got to our first class, programming and coding 458. He went over to the teacher and introduced me to her.

"What? The Alexandra Marx!?" she shouted and recoiled. Everyone in class heard and looked straight at me, small gasps all around. I guess I was famous to these kinds of people.

"Um, actually, I-I go by Alex" I said timidly and with a grin. She finally looked at me, gulped, and smiled. I sighed and sat down next to Tadashi. I had a feeling that this was going happen a lot today.

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