Girl Scientist Club, chapter 1

The Girl Scientist Magazine is changing into a fictoin blog, featuring three 14-year old girls, interested in the sciences.

There's:
Trelane Scott, who wants to be an oceanographer,
Amber Karlovassi, who is interested in dinosaurs,
and Emily Shimako, who intends to become an astronaut.

As they each pursue their ambitions, everything they learn about their own particular field will be shared with the readers of this blog.... so it's an educational and fun blog at the same time. We hope you enjoy.

The story will be updated every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

Fourteen year old Emily Shimako walked down the hallway of her new school to Room 113. She paused in front of the door, and took a deep breath. Within that room was her Advanced Algebra class. It was an elective class, and chances were very likely that she’d be the only girl in the class.

She’d already spent half of 7th grade in the school on the Air Force base in Ramstein, Germany. But her mom’s mother – her grandmother – had taken ill, and she and her mom had moved here to Cheyenne, Wyoming so that they could take care of her grandmother, while her dad remained at Ramstein until the end of the year.

At Ramstein, she’d been the only girl in the class. Things probably wouldn’t be different here…

Emily took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in. Her eyes scanned the room, and to her surprise she saw in a back corner that there were already two girls in the class!

Fifteen boys – she had counted rapidly – and three girls total in the class.

Emily’s eyes caught those of one of the girls, who smiled at her and jerked her head, inviting her to come over and join them.

“Hi,” she said, sitting down in the rear row. “I’m Emily Shimako.”

“I’m Amber Karlovassi,” said the cheerful-faced, blonde-haired, slightly tubby girl who’d invited her over. “And this” – she indicated a slender, very pretty girl with brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, “Is Trelane Scott.”

They exchanged greetings.

“Where have you transferred from, Emily?” asked Trelane.

Emily explained about her grandmother’s illness.

“Well, it’s always nice to have another girl in class,” said Trelane. “Me and Amber, we’re kind of like the two musketeers. We’re the only girls in our geology class, too.”

Emily laughed. “Not anymore.”

“Hey, that’s great, you must really be in to science…”

Before she could say anymore, the teacher entered the room, opened his book, and the class began.

Inwardly, Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She’d been nervous about starting in a new school, but worse, being the only girl to take science-centric classes like Advanced Algebra and Geology. But it looked like she’d found a couple of kindred spirits. The rest of this year might not be too bad, after all.