The Academy

Part One: Chapter Six

In the past two months, I've begun to regret pushing Camilla and Lacey together. 

Well, not regret. It's refreshing to see a happily-in-love lesbian couple every now and then, but those two are so gooey all over each other all the time. I've had more than enough of their constant face sucking.

Either way, with four months remaining in the academy, we've become masters with our guns and started hand to hand combat training. The very first time we sparred, I picked the biggest, cockiest man in our group, and beat the crap out of him. That makes me sound a bit crazy, but he deserved it. I didn't really hurt him, but I certainly taught him not to underestimate women. 

Three months until Amelia comes home for two weeks. I'm dying to see my sister again, and the weekly phone calls I have with my very worried mother does absolutely nothing to soothe my own nerves. 

Soon enough, we'll be moving to train in the town. The academy has a huge, completely accurate, life-like town that agents use for training. Practice missions to get a feel for how it'll work in the real world. It's not real buildings, mostly just big wood walls, but they do have multiple floors and rooms in them sometimes. There are alleyways and props set up everywhere. I've only been there once, to watch Riley. Her group has only eight weeks left, and they're running extremely smoothly, it's impressive. 

I have no doubt I'll know what to do when it's my group's turn, but some incompetent guys in the group won't. Right now though, I'm studying. Profiling is no easy task, and I have to be the best at it. I'm sitting at the desk in my room with Lacey, we're firing questions back and forth to each other. 

I already know a lot of the most famous FBI cases, they're practically ingrained into my mind from years of reading about them. So, when we start learning about these historic cases and trying to build a profile on our own, I'm going to be so ready.

 It's late, Liz is in Carmen's room. Those two are best friends, spending every spare second together. If I didn't know that both of them have boyfriends, I might even go as far as saying a couple. Elizabeth will never know that though, she'd probably be offended, she's like, the straightest person ever. 

"God, I'm starving. Are you starving?" Lacey groans, ignoring the question I just asked her about the Green River Killer.

"It's almost midnight, and I ate dinner, unlike you." I roll my eyes. 

"I was a little distracted eating something else." She smirks, her eyes unfocusing as I'm sure she pictures Camilla. Are they girlfriends now? Did they make it official? They sure make out enough.

"Oh!" I cringe. "Okay, I did not need to know that! You have a sex life with Camilla, congrats, I get it. I do not need to hear those details, I do enough on my own."

Lacey laughs and stands, putting shoes on and throwing a sweatshirt over her head. "The slop place is still open, right?" 

I smile at the lovely nickname she has come up for the dining hall. "No idea, I've never been at twelve at night."

"I'm gonna check. You're gonna be dead tomorrow if you spend another thirty seconds studying, take a beak, Olivia!" She tells me as she walks out the door. I shake my head. She's right, studies show the brain can only intake so much information in so much time. 

I leave my desk as it is, notes littered everywhere, and move to the bed. Grabbing my phone, I turn to social media to distract myself. I'm not tired at all, strangely. For some reason, Skipton canceled out the morning workout session, and we can sleep in for once, so I'm not too worried about being up late.

I must have dozed off though because when I wake up again, it's three in the morning. Liz is in her bed asleep, but Lacey is not. I check my phone but see nothing, which makes my blood run cold. If Lacey were staying at Camilla's or going somewhere, she would have texted to tell me and Liz.