A Smile For A Penny (Under Revision)

JROTC, a girly class..

After my first two classes with Chris, I finally have a break. I have Journalism, Chris has Spanish.

When I get to the journalism room the teacher smiles and puts me in a group with two guys and a girl. "Hey, so I'm Mrs. Grett. and today you guys are gonna take a few pictures so you have something to edit in Photoshop.

I've assigned you to your Camera group. Have the first person come grab a Camera and get started!"

A shortish guy with blonde hair go's up and grabs it.

"So Deren will go first. Oh I'm Kyle by the way." He leads us out of the room and into the hall. Deren picks a spot out front, the school sign.

After he snaps a couple really terrible shots we leave.

"So I think Aubrie should go next." We all nod in agreement. She snaps her shots then Kyle his.

But then it's my turn. I suggest out back so that's where we go. I first get two pictures of some flowers, but notice a bunch of snails.

I get down on the wet grass and zoom in on the snail and it's trail of mucus. When I decided I was good we headed back.

"Here, I'll put our pictures on the I drive." Aubrie says.

When they all see my pictures they do a gasp type thing. I immediately am concerned.
"what? Did a I do something wrong?" They laugh and shake their heads no. Kyle calls Mrs. Grett over and when she sees my pictures she smiles and says

"great job." The bell finally rings and I am thankful...

T/L: three hours.
Uhg! Finally lunch.

"Hey Izzy, me and they guys are headed out to get some food. You in?" Derek asks. I nod and run to the door to catch up.

"So, I heard you caught a fast spiral and saved it from hitting your pretty little face." Tucker askes.

I smile, and just shrug. I decided don't wanna sit in the back, so I look to Mathew.
"Hey Mathew I'll race yah too the truck for shot gun!" He smiles and nods.

"1,2,3!" We take off running and he almost beats me, key word 'almost' he looks like someone broke his ego.

"How did you do that?" He asks still out of breath. I just shrug. After lunch at taco bell, I look at my schedule. I have JROTC next! But wait, it's at central high school. Shit!

"Hey Derek... can you give me a ride to Central?" He looks at me like he wants to strangle me.

"Why do you want to go there?" Jake asks from the back.

"I umm. Have a class there for the next few hours." Mathew looks at me and smirks.

"What class do you have?" Shit, well I can lie or blow my cover. Fuck.

"Umm ROTC." He looks at me in surprise.

"Wait what's that?" Jake asks. I shoot Mathew a glair telling him not to say anything.

"It's just some girly class I'm taking." I lie. Jake shrugs it off and they start talking about girls.

I zone out until I see a new school in front of me. I hop out and say thanks to Derek. Mathew gets out as well.

He fallows  me to the school. "Wait, why are you here?" I ask. He chuckles then says,
"I have ROTC too." Ohhh. I knew there was a reason he looked surprised.

"I see. So I take it you are gonna show me to the place I need to go?" He laughs and keeps walking. We walk up to a gym and a bunch of kids are sitting around waiting for Sargent Pennington  I would guess. A tall girl jumps up and runs over to me.

"Hey! I'm Miky! What's your name?"

I smile and say, "Isabelle, but you can call me Izzy." We shake hands and walk over to the group. A short burly man walks out and immediately we all stand, at attention.

"It seems we have a new recruit today. What's your name cadet?"

I continue at attention and reply, "Isabella Blakney Sargent!" He looks me up and down,

"At ease cadet Blakney." He tells every one else to change stance to at ease as well.

He go's over today's agenda, which consists of drill and ceremony and a quick practice cadet challenge.

T/L: twenty minutes.
After twenty minuets of drill its time to run the mile and do our sit ups and push ups.

"Ready to see me kick everyone's ass in the mock cadet challenge?" Matthew asks snark oosing  from his mouth as he stretches his arms.

"Why, but of course. A strong guy like you can probably run circles around everyone here." I mock swoon undoubtedly boosting  his already large ego.

Once we're finished with push ups and sit ups he come up to me a smile playing on his face, "so how'd you do?" He asks putting an arm over my shoulder. 

"Okay, I guess." Still playing the weak card, knowing damn well that my score of 62 push ups and 72  sit ups was amazing.

Once we're all outside and finished stretching Colonel Leblow lines us up and yells start. Immediately I'm off, the sound of  Not afraid by Eminem ringing through my ears. Thinking about my siblings causes me to push harder, move faster. Soon the tunnel vision takes over and I don't see anything other than the area directly in front of me.

The song continues playing ass my heart thuds loudly, before I know it I'm back where I started and Colonel says the number 5:04. I broke my PR!

As I walk off the feeling if nausea and dizzyness Matthew comes in at 5:07 wide eyed and almost pissed.

"How did you beat me? I hold the PR for this schools battalion!" He seethes breathing  heavily from his run.

"JROTC, it's a girlie class. Remember?" I say smirking as I head back inside.

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So chapter four! Kind of long. But I like it. So for those of you who don't know, JROTC is the high school equivalent to basic military training ish. Its defiantly a great class with its hardships. But worth it. Thanks for reading loves! Don't forget to comment and vote!
S.O.T.C: If I were a boy-Beyonce