A year in Lincoln Military School was far worse than I imagined. After developing a severe case of hearing problems, and a high tolerance for heavy physical training I finally halted from military preparation as Major Emma Tarly faced her worst battle yet—a broken heart.
“I can’t believe that jerk even showed up with his new fiancé! I want to slit his throat!” I exclaimed while Emma packs her things.
“Believe me, I want to do that more than you do.” Emma faced me as she closes her luggage with a heavy sigh.
Although she wouldn’t completely admit that this was the main reason for her early retirement, I know for sure it was and I can’t help but be furious as I also had my own bad case of love like Emma’s—but we don’t need to talk about it, really.
“Well, you sure your mom commends your coming with me?” She asked while she adjusts her satchel and picks up her luggage.
“Yeah, sure.” I assured her although my mother doesn’t really approve at the moment.
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The plane ride was short and the picture of L.A didn’t even surprised me at all since I spend my childhood summers in its white sandy beaches. Taking matters aside, I still can’t believe I survived a year at military school and here I was contemplating over how it did changed my life. I got over my drinking, smoking and gambling problems while I develop this fit physique and get rid of my slouchy old self. But then again, who wouldn’t? After getting yelled occasionally as if everyone else was deaf, with a hundred push-up punishment waiting for you with any violation you cross. I mean, I’m kind of proud of myself and I’m sure my dad would have been too.
As the taxi finally pulled into a stop, I noticed a pile of shopping bags were waiting for me at Emma’s home in this cool suburban village. It didn’t even surprised me, considering how frantic my mom was after discovering I was only possessing three pairs of proper clothing.
“Well, welcome to my fortress of shopping bags.” Emma teased and I replied with a laugh.
“Sorry, my mom could be this annoying fairy-god-mother sometimes.” We both laughed at the thought as we hauled the thirty or so shopping bags, neatly lined across the balcony, inside the house.
After deep exhaustion and frustration, Emma and I decided to take a break from showering dust and eating cobwebs. It was when she finally proposed we should grab some pizza for lunch at a nearby mall, I yelped at the thought considering pizza was the holy food of military school. Which means, we were forbidden to eat it for a year. Not just pizza but all other junk food man has eaten.
Sucks right?
“Why don’t you grab some of your school stuff while I check out my old friend’s shop right around the corner?” Emma finally asked after belching down three rounds of pizza and a fountain of diet coke.
“Sure. I could use some hearing aid from old’ granny’s pharmacy. You know, to aid my hearing.” I retorted jokingly.
Emma stifles a laugh “Very funny private.”
“I’m sorry for the pun major! Should I do some push ups now Madame?” I said as I imitate her ex-fiancé’s scrawny voice.
Emma laughed harder.
“God, you sounded equally bad as him.” She took a gulp of water and steadied her breathing as I also stopped myself from over-giggling. Then she stood up
“Okay, so I’ll meet you down that bench in an hour. Okay Rio?” Emma asked
“Okay. See you later alligator.” I said as she and I parted ways.
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Mission: Mr. Perfect's Abduction
Teen FictionRio Young joins military school. Who is Rio Young? A young fine-ass rebel who rides ducatis and boys. After her Airforce captain dad died, she decided to turn a new leaf and move on to the brighter side of life. With Emma Tarly, she finds herself in...