Just like you - 911 fanfiction

006 - Worst Year Ever

S4 time skip guys 🤓

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The start of 2020 has been horrible, after I finished my two months of Emt school required and got my emt certificate an outbreak started. I was 4 months into my firefighter academy when the world went to heck. Our academy training was continued during the pandemic until one of the recruits got Covid. Then it was put on a pause even though all of us only had one and a half week left of the academy to complete.

Since then it's been a lot of quarantining, precautions, protests, and a lot more. My mom, Uncle chimney, and even Eddie were all staying at Evans loft to be safe. It's been 6 months since then though.

My mom is back with my family, I'm back completing the fire academy, but I'm pretty sure my Uncle Chimney is still staying with Buck.

The academy has been fun and challenging. It's a lot of studying and hard work, my workouts at the gym have been becoming more intense so I'm fit and able to push to be the best version of myself. Then again this is the last week so our instructor was definitely more hard on us then usual.

I've met new people and one person in particular who I personally love. Her name is Isla and she is pretty, nice, funny and honestly the first real friend I've made in a while. She's the type of person who would let you copy off of her test answers even if you have been hateful to her in the past. Which was kind and sorta people pleasing, but she sure seems like the type.

There was a lot of Monaes in our academy surprisingly since barley any of them made it to the last month, but during the first few months of the academy people called me Matt since my last name was Mathis I guess someone shortened it and it caught on.

I've been training in my home garage since Covid and haven't really moved out yet which I'm not sure when I'm going to do. I quit my job at Starbucks 7 months ago and since I had my EMT certificate got a job as an EMT at the 121.

One thing I've learned is EMTs and Paramedics are two completely different things. Honestly I was thankful to get out in the field and glad the 121 was hiring. Most fire stations usually don't hire emts and actually pay them, although I'm getting paid minimum wage as an EMT.

Which is why I'm looking forward to getting my certificate for firefighting and ready to graduate the academy. I was excited to think that I could actually be hired as a probationary firefighter and when that time comes I was ready to switch stations, don't get me wrong the paramedics at the 121 are great. The firefighters though can be a group of Brody, immature, sexists jerks. That's just from what I've observed. I wasn't going to immediately put in for a transfer though.

It all depends on who is hiring at the time, Bobby did say that he would be lucky to have me on their team any day and to talk to him when I finish the academy.

I wasn't the only one who recently started working though, May had earned herself a Job at dispatch during the pandemic which surprised me. She had all these plans to go to USC and was so excited but just changed her plans at the last minute.

I couldn't blame her though, after the attack with her mom she was probably afraid.

I was up most of the night studying for a quiz that the academy was having tomorrow. It was our firefighter 2 exam which determined if we passed the academy. With all the exhaustion it was hard for my brain to really function properly, the late night crying from Nia and playing loudly with Denny I couldn't get any sleep if I wanted too. I really loved living with my family but I was ready to move out soon.

I had nearly 15,000 saved up to hopefully look for an apartment soon. I've been working since I was 16 and bringing home a good $500-$600 every month for three years was a stable enough income for me to start saving.