A/N- this is my first war book(: so please by patient my lovelies !
~tiny <3
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I woke up with a groan, my back aching and my neck sore. What did I do that made me so sore? The memories of last night came flashing back ink my head, and I smiled, laying back down.
>>Flashback<<
It was 9:43 PM, the football game was going strong. I was quarter back, number 28. Along the crowd I heard cheating, and chanting. It was game point, the score 49-45. They were winning. We only needed one touch down and we win.
Looking in front of me, I saw my running back giving me hand motions. He did a peace sign, then twirled his middle and pinkie finger around. This was a signal for 'the birdie' play. I nodded, telling him I understood.
"53, 28, 13..HUT!" I yelled, catching the ball. The numbers were the code for 'the birdie' play.
I fake threw the ball to my wide receiver, then threw the ball to the running back in a quick and fast motion. He easily caught it and ran, pushing past the other players.
As I watched him, I heard cheering and screaming.
I ran with him in case he needed me. Of course I wasn't as fast as him, him being the running back, me being the quarter back. Just as someone was about to tackle him, and he was in front of the end zone, I pushed in front of the other player and he tackled me down instead.
Bing dizzy for a couple moments, I heard cheering, laughter, and screaming coming from the stands as the fans of our football team and school.
Players from my team jumped on me, cheering and hollering. I heard lots of praises to both me and my running back.
"Good job!"
"Couldn't have won the game without you!"
"Better you than me!"
>>Flashback done<<
Getting up slowly off the comfortable bed, I stood on my feet and smiled with happiness. The game was good, and we won partly because of me. Ever had that feeling? If you did you know how I feel right now.
I walked slowly to my closet and picked out my outfit for today. A blue striped V-neck sweater and tight blue jeans that hugged my muscled thighs.
I took a shower and then slipped on my clothes. Brushing my teeth I thought about my life, it was pretty good. I was a player, slept with females a lot. I was popular, had a strong bad boy reputation in my school. Everyone knew me. Everyone. Sluts threw themselfs at me everyday, practically begging me to take them into the janitors closet and please them til their brains fizzled out of their heads. I go to every party. I was just that kind of guy.
Heading down the stairs, taking two at a time, I walked into the kitchen. My mom is making breakfast while my brother was eating a banana.
"Hey mum." I kissed her cheek.
"Hey Ty." I ruffled his soft blonde hair.
"Heyyyy!" Ty whined, swatting at my hand with an annoyed look on his little face. Ty is only 5 years old, and he sort of likes to get mad at me. I stuck my tongue out at him, acting like a child.
After grabbing a banana, I headed out the door to go to school. We weren't rich, but I managed to have a job, and I saved up to get a nice mustang. It is sparkling red with pitch black tires.
After getting to school, I made my way inside and got to class.
Math. Great! (Note my sarcasm)
I was instintly surrounded by sluts and football players.
Mandy, a cheerleader, sat on my lap, 'accidently' grinding on me. "Oops..sorry." She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't too hot either. She has big baby blue eyes and dark brown curly hair. She wears a bit too much make up, but not enough to be considered a clown.
I rolled my eyes, "Ya. Oops." I wrapped my arms around her and grinded on her, just barely so no one would notice. I could feel her damp panties since she was wearing a mini skirt. Ya, ya, she was damp. So what? I was slightly hard. Not that I was attracted to her, but hey! She grinded on me, who wouldn't get aroused by that?
We slightly grinded until class started.
We were currently doing a test, and lets just say it was NOT easy. There were pretty hard things in there.
'Attention, attention. We need all males that are seniors in the autotorium ASAP. Thank you.' A speaker announced through out the whole school.
Silently cheering in my head, I stood and walked down to the autotorium with the rest of the guys in my class, since we were a senior class.
Once we got there, we were told to be seated and wait for further intructions or announcements.
"Thank you all for coming." All the guys, including me, started laughing immaturely. The principle rolled his eyes and continued. "We got a call from the government, and they told us we HAD to announce this so you guys are aware." He eyed us.
Nudging my bestfriend who was beside me, I whispered. "What do you think it is?" He shrugged, "I don't know.." He was currently hard. I looked at him and made a disgusted face. "Why are you hard?" he looked down and blushed. "Sorry..I was just hinking of a sluts sexy naked body.." I groaned and looked away.
Everyone was whispering feriously, asking eachother what the other person thinks they mean.
"Quiet down!"
After everyone finally quieted down.
"As I was saying..the government called and watced us to inform you, the United States is going to war with Vietnam. The United States does a thing called the draft. It's where all kids of age old enough to, will be put in the draft and perhaps sent to war with Vietnam. Which means, most of you, if not all of you, will be going into the military and sent to war."
My world stopped, did he just say what I think he said?
