"I don't want to head off to boot camp tomorrow." I say. I'm just staring at my sandwich blankly. Nia doesn't reply so I look up. Her mouth is completely stuffed with her cheeseburger.
"Phut?" She says. I just shake my head and look back down at my sandwich.
"You should eat." She says after gulfing down the rest of her burger. "And besides, boot camp is easy!" She gently pats my arm and I finally lift my sandwich to my mouth. I swallow dryly and then the tears just start coming.
"What's wrong?" She slides into my side of the booth and drapes her arm around my shoulders.
"I don't think I can handle actual fighting." I say. I can easily handle alley fights, but there has never been guns or actually killing someone. Nia nods her head and just holds her arms around me.
~~~Half An Hour Later~~~
"My buddy, Tera passed me a checklist when I went down on her floor. Before I met you." Nia says. She pulls out the key-card and the lock flashes green. I push open the door and we flop back onto our beds.
Nia pulls out a crumpled piece of paper from her back pocket.
"I totally forgot about it." She says. I throw myself onto her bed and then look over her shoulder.
1. Eat ___
2. Go to bed early ___
3. Pack ___
4. Get downstairs by 6:45 a.m. ___
5. Eat ___
6. Grab bags ___
7. Get downstairs by 9:30 ___
I'll see you there,
Tera Mack
"Well that was straight forward." Nia points out. I nod my head and jump to my bed again.
"What time is it?" Nia looks around the room for a clock. I check my watch.
"O 20 p.m." I say.
"What's that again?" Nia asks. I've been studying the military time since I was 10.
"8:00 p.m." I say. I punch my pillow a couple of times and then close my eyes.
"Well 'night then." She says. I just mumble a random word and then fall asleep.
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Military Girl
RandomMaddie enlists in the army. What has she got to lose? Her brothers best friend beats her up, her mom doesn't care about what she does, her dad is recorded as MIA, and her brother is planning to get married. Why not join the military? Why not prove t...
