The Way, Squeal To Adopted By A Way.

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This is it! I'm on the plain to Texas! I'm being deployed! I spent the whole week hanging out with everyone. They were all sad when I said I had to go. My whole MCR family was especially upset. But proud. The band kids all said I just had to say the word and they would all come over and drag my but home. I didn't really talk to anyone on the plane, and was pretty shy due to being the only girl in a area of all tuff guys.

Once off the plane I got into a car and we headed to the base. There was another girl in the car at least. Although she was a total perky bitch who was wearing a whole lot of make up and a high pitched voice.
"You know you won't be allowed to go with all that make up right?" I ask her. The other guys in the car snicker.
"It's a free country. I can wear what I want." She says all snobby like.
"Ok~ don't get upset what it gets taken away at the baggage check." I say smiling. The other start trying not to laugh. She just looks out the window.
At the baggage check, my bag was pretty quick. I only brought some skinny jeans, some shirts and band shirts, my phone, a hairbrush, and some underwear and sports bras. I laughed as the other girl did get mad as the officer started throwing almost all of her stuff out. Like who needs all that stuff?
"How do you want your hair?" The guy asks as I sit down. All the guys there got there hair cut really short.
"Just cut it short. I don't really want to deal with it all the time. It's fine if it's really short and only an inch." So that's how it got cut. Now I had my natural brown hair and really short. I watched the whole time as the other girl was complaining and telling the hair cutter how to cut her hair. "Man, I feel bad for him." I say lightly.
"Yah, I always hate it when people who don't belong come and think that just cause it's a free country they can do what they want." He says.
"Ugh you should have seen how much makeup she brought." I groan as he finishes. He lightly laughs.
"I have a very good feeling about you. You'll do good. I know it." He smiles.

After the talk from the general, we all get out tents. The other girl ended up being dragged out for some reason. In my tent, I was of course the only girl, but I was informed that if I ever felt uncomfortable I could be moved.

I got my dog today. It was a husky German Shepard mix. His name was trigger. I found life here was alright. My experience for touring and performing had prepared me for being able to go with less sleep and being fit and having energy.
"Way! Final run exam! Hurry up princess." Someone from my tent yells. I was nicknamed princess due to being the only girl on the base. None of them think I can survive training because I'm a girl. They're always harder in me. It's rare to have a girl in the army so I get it. I grab trigger and we head out to the course. This is it. All of my work is about to pay off.

Today we have a week off. It was just my devision around the base. The other guys decided to sleep in, even though we had a week off. I woke up around eight. I decided to go for a walk with trigger in the woods. I won't go far.
"MK? I'm taking Trigger for a walk around." I tell the closest person to me. MK and I were probably closer than me with the other guys. I heard a slight mumble ok and left.
After about half an hour we started to head back. We practiced when he would walking between my legs and I had to crouch down with my gib at the ready. It went well I think. Trigger saw MK up ahead and I let him run ahead of me, and back to the tent. That's when it went down hill. Someone had came up behind me, grabbed me, and held a knife to my face. I used my self defence and ended up cuffing him. Although I still ended up with a rather large gash across my face. I dragged him to the holding cells and locked him up after writing a brief description of what happened.
I then walked back to the tent to find the rest of the group still asleep. Even MK had gone back to bed. I was mad, and I still hadn't considered my gash. I grabbed the nearby hose, put it to spray, and sprayed everyone in the tent.
"Up and at um ladies! Spa time is over!" I yell loudly as I sit down while they jump up. Trigger comes over and seems sad. He curls up on my lap and I pet his head.
"What the hell Way?" They yell in sink. I lift my head. Anger clear on my face, and blood covering half of it. They gasp and MK is grabbing a cloth and comes towards me.
"What happened to you?" He says stepping closer.
"Why don't you check the holding cells? That might give a good clue on who held the knife at who." I say stepping away from him and walking to the med house. I avoid the nurses and stitch my face myself. Maybe I should tell the guys about what's going on. I know they keep asking.
Dear guys,
Life here is alright. I got my dog now, his name is trigger. No I had not gotten hurt...until today. Today was the first day of our week off. I had taken trigger for a walk while everyone else was still sleeping even though it was eight. An enemy had come up base lines. Some how he got through the front lines and made his way back to base. Anyway, I was on my own for a mere minute, when he attacked me. I got away with nothing but a gash that goes down my face. Needless to say, the guys back at the base got a very lovely awakening when I got back with a half covered bloody face and pissed. There was a hose right at the front of the tent so that can give you a pretty good idea of what happened. I am the only girl on the force as there is very little amount of girls who have ever tried to get on the force. I think it become a stronger person, more mentally than physically.
Uncle gee I know your probably not going to like the thought of this, but I even stitched my gash up myself. I am overall very proud of how far I have come since I got on the plane. I have finished training camp a little while ago and am now facing the real dangers of a live bomb, although I am very confident in myself, and know if I get into any trouble my group will always be there to help me.
I am not sure when I may get the chance to come home yet. Things here can get pretty hectic, so a steady schedule is pretty hard to stay by.
Will give you an update when ever possible.
Lots of love,
Alex
Ps. No boys I don't need you to come drag my ass out of here yet. I am perfectly safe for the time being as much as possible. ;) :)
I then mail it home.

"Come on princess. Come get it freak." A guy says taking the basketball from me while we were playing. I growled and jumped and grabbed the ball.
"Come on princess. Come get it meat head." I mocked him. He tried to grab it but I moved out of the way and he fell in the mud. "Hey now darling, don't be having a spa mud bath now!" I snicker shooting it in.
"Now it on." He says standing. We were doing a face off but when the ball was thrown he pushed me into the concrete. I stood quickly and grabbed the ball as he was dribling. Fucking bitch. I shot it in and felt something drip down my face. Damn. My cut I stitched opened when he pushed me. "Time. Princess has to go put her makeup on. Go get that cleaned." He says nodding me off.
"Hell no. I'll do that when the game is over. Bring it bitch." I say passing him the ball.
"Alright. Let's go." He say smiling and starting to play. "Come on. You got it. Oh woops. No you dont. Never mind." He laughs as we play. I laugh and I think he thinks of me as an equal now. Sweet. "I'm Daltona." He says.
"I'm Alex. Or trigger." I say as we stop.