Notes:
Infantryman- The people that fight on the field. (Front Line men)
MOS- Military Occupational Specialty (Its your job in the military)
PT- Physical training
Third Person POV
It's been one hour. One hour since Liam left his childhood home. One hour since he's been on this bus. One hour that felt like 20 years already.
He looks out the window and shakes his head still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he will soon be known to everyone as a Veteran. Not just a kid or a stupid 17 year old. But a soldier. A hero. Sure he's not front line and sure the MOS he picked doesn't require him to fight or anything but he still helped and that makes him a hero... right?
Liams POV
I shakily wipe my hands on my sweatpants. " Calm down liam, you're not nervous. You've got this!" Ugh I'm lying Of course I'm nervous but it can't be that bad I mean I graduated top of my ROTC class and it sure paid off. See, I started ROTC in Year 9. I knew it was something I'd want and I was right. Now in High School ROTC you get promoted like you're a real soldier. I graduated as an E6 which makes me Staff Sergeant Payne. Has a nice ring to it right? And since I graduated as an E6 and I decided to go into the service I go into the service as an so i'm not a rookie and hopefully the officers don't treat me like one.
The bus stops and I take a deep breath closing my eyes for a quick second until my peace is interrupted.
"LETS GO, LETS GO, LETS GO. ALL YOU BETTER BE OUTSIDE THIS BUS AND LINED UP IN 30 SECONDS" My eyes shoot open and I battle with 30 other people to race off the bus hearing the officer counting down. After a few pushes, sorry's and shoves i'm soon off the bus and against the side of the bus in a line at attention. I keep my head up but glance my eyes to find the man in charge only to see a small man with a babyish face and bright blue eyes.
"Hm. Small but mighty" I thought to myself as he continues to yell at the others. After staying in attention and hearing him count down everyone's in line and some are already crying. "WELCOME TO ALEXANDER'S MILITARY ACADEMY. I AM YOUR DRILL INSTRUCTOR LIEUTENANT GENERAL TOMLINSON AND THIS IS YOUR OTHER INSTRUCTOR MAJOR GENERAL STYLES" I glance over to see a tall lanky man with deep green eyes and a... smile? Huh. Most Drill Instructors are mean but he looks like a softie.
"NOW SINCE WE HAVE INTRODUCED OURSELVES IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO DO THE SAME. WE'LL START AT THIS END AND EVERYONE MUST ANNOUNCE THEIR NAME, YOUR MOS AND WHY YOU THINK YOU GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO BE A SOLDIER" I thought of what I was gonna say so it'll come out confidently and wait for my turn. Everyone's yelling out their answers and some are confident, some well... aren't. Some are funny but one catches my attention.
"I'M PRIVATE FIRST CLASS MALIK SIR. I AM AN INFANTRYMAN AND I BELIEVE I'M READY TO FIGHT FOR MY COUNTRY SIR!" I quickly looked over so see a tan guy with buzzed black hair and sharp cheekbones. He looks a bit intimidating but what caught my attention was his MOS... Infantry. He's got guts. First Infantryman on on this bus so far. Soon Lt. Sgt. Tomlinson got to me and I announced myself.
"IM STAFF SERGEANT PAYNE SIR. I AM A SIGNALS INTELLIGENCE ANALYST SIR AND I BELIEVE I GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO BE A SOLDIER BECAUSE I'M DETERMINED AND READY FOR ANYTHING SIR" I say proudly and the Drill Instructor looks a bit impressed. "Hm. Staff Sergeant. So you're an E6 huh kid? how long did it take for you to get that rank" I smile a bit. "YES SIR IT TOOK ME FOUR AND A HALF YEARS SIR" He smiles for a quick second then nods his head and continues on. Soon the introduction is over and we're assigned bunks and battle buddies. They tell us we have 30 minutes to unpack our stuff into our lockers, take showers and get into our PT uniforms, meet up with our battle buddies and meet in front of the nature trail for a jog.
I walk up to the list and look for my name.
Liam Payne....................................................Bunk 337
I run to my bunk and quickly but neatly unpack my stuff, using one of my locks to secure is and I lay my uniform and sneakers on the bed and run to take a shower. Getting out I quickly change with 5 minutes left. I'm just about to run to find my battle buddy when I feel a tap on the shoulder. I whip around to see Private Malik. He looks at me with a boring look on his face and exclaims
"Are you Staff Sgt. Payne?" I nod my head
" Well I'm Private Malik... Looks like we're battle buddies or whatever"
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AHH So I really hoped you all enjoyed this chappie! I really wanted to get a little more serious with my writing and plan my books better so I got rid of all my other books (THEY ARE ON PRIVATE I DID NOT DELETE THEM) But hopefully I can figure something out and I can renew them and republish them!
Also I just finished with exams so I just got around to making a cover (A shitty ont but whatever) If you guys want to gift me with your photoshop skills and make me a cover that'd be pretty sweet!
Love you all.
Erica Skye xoxo
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FanfictionName: Liam James Payne Age:17 DOB: 08/29/1993 Sex: Male Weight: 187 Height: 5' 10" Officer/Enlisted: Enlisted Rank: E6 MOS: Signals Intelligence Analyst Name:Zain Javadd Malik Age: 17 DOB:01/12/1993 Sex: Male Weight:178 Height: 6' 0" Officer/Enliste...