Pov: Orion
I got in the bus and blew a kiss to gen threw the window. Someone sat beside me as the bus got more full. "Dude, personal space." I tell him. "This bus ain't big enough for personal space." He retorted, looking forward and not at me. He took a sucker out of his mouth and tossed the stick away from him. I look out the window as we take off onto our trip.
We arrive at the training building and they immediately yelled, saying what we should do. "SIR YES SIR!" We yelled in reponse.
We file out of the bus and follow the general.
We spend our time learning how to stand in attention properly, how to stand in line the way they want, get our gear together and eventually it comes times for shooting practice and other challenges. I aced the shooting and taking apart guns and putting them back together, obviously.
I also aced the course. I beat everyone in my group. Which I made known that I was proud of it and got yelled at for not showing sportsmanship and putting my team down. Its not my fault they're all slackers.
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Book 314: The Oc Tales
Science FictionThese are backstories of my OCs in the extended universe of Project 863.