Wolf gripped her hand rests, and closed her eyes. She had never before been on an airplane, much less a shuttle. The leaving of earths atmosphere was pretty smooth, except for a few moments of turbulence and panic.

Then at last, Wolf was floating in her seat. Funny. No there was no up, no down. Graff came floating in, but oriented himself as though the ears were not vertical, but horizontal, as of this were a normal airplane. Not that any of this mattered, since you could orient yourself any way out here in space.

Yet some other kids were not thinking this was so fun. Scarlet and some other kids retched, and the reason for the rule stating eating twenty four hours became clear. Some kids covered their eyes, as the disorientation was too much for them. Sam turned, and whispered in Wolf's ear. "Who's Graff standing on the wall?" Wolf rolled her eyes, and whispered back. "No, silly. He's trying to get us used to null-G." She tried some of the slang she had heard other kids using. "There's no up or down. So, really, he could be standing any way. He just reoriented himself." Sam nodded. "Good point."

"Wolf? Is there something we should know?" Wolf gulped as she realized she had been caught. "Nothing, Sir." "Well it was obviously something. Please, inform us" He pressed, his glare showing that this was an order.

"I just was saying that to you, you might be right side up, even though if you were thing based on the orientations of when we first walked into the room you'd be sideways. But in space, there is no up, or down. So you could be sticking out of the wall, or standing in the ceiling..." She trailed off. It felt extremely stupid.

"What do you people thing of this? Is this girl smarter than all of you?" Graff sneered. "Sir, no, sir." The room chorused. Wolf felt her face burning up. "Your damn right she's smarter than all of you buggers for brains!" Graff smiled coyly.

"There is no up or down. So maybe I'm just a wart sticking out on the wall. Maybe I'm hanging by my feet from the ceiling." He looked around the shuttle. "Understand? You, Finch?" He pointed to a slightly chubby boy. "Yes sir." He nodded. "No you don't." Graff hissed. "There's only one kid on this launch worth her piss, and that's Wolf here. Here that boys? While your playing soldier, she'll be beating the bugger out of us all."

Wolf frowned as she realized what he was doing. Alienating her to unify the group. How absolutely stupid. But still, she was starting to get annoyed looks from the kids around her. Even the other girls. She could tell what they were thinking. This little squirt? Nah. She can't be worth nothing. Well she would prove them she was worth a lot. Graff had just made it, well, harder.