Alexandra could feel the bubbling of culture around her as she stood outside the Kennedy Space Center. It wasn’t xenophilia – the excitement wasn’t from being surrounded by diversity, even though this even was going to be something that would change the world. It was from what she knew she was about to witness. Her hands were shaking – shaking – as she held the microphone up to her lips and smiled the million dollar smile she had been perfecting just for a moment such as this. Her hair was pinned up in the proper style, and her makeup soft and tasteful She didn’t feel a bit like herself… but she didn’t care. She would give her soul for a moment like this. Even Patrick seemed more relaxed today, and he held his fingers up for the countdown as Alexandra looked at her own reflection in the camera lens and braced herself for the most amazing thing she would ever see.
Patrick lowered his final finger and the camera began rolling.
The sensation of the moment stole her voice out of her throat. She became her disguise, but there was nothing that could squelch the reporter in her heart. Her smile broadened as she said: “Carolina Wheaton with WSLS-TV, I’m here at the Kennedy Space Center and we are about to witness the launch of the Apollo XI…”
Her television personality surrounded her and excitement flooded her veins. Nobody else knew it – not the reporters, not America, not NASA, not the crew… but mankind was about to walk on the moon.
Prompt: Write a short story in fifteen minutes or less.
Challenge Word: “xenophilia” – An attraction to foreign peoples, cultures, or customs.
Time to Complete: 11 minutes.
Character/Story: Alexandra Mission (as Carolina Wheaton) from Paradox (original).
(I’m also linking up to Red Writing Hood… because it just seemed to work! 🙂 )