Military school... Oh hell no.

Chapter 4... With a side of Dax

Chapter 4

With a Side of Dax

Going trough drills at five thirty in the morning is so not how I want to start my day. But I wouldn’t want to be any other place. This school has become my home.  It’s not that I don’t love my other home, away from this place. My miss my mom and dad, even being seventeen and a guy I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m a momma’s boy or that I get home sick. I also miss my Gran with her morning outbreak of song in the kitchen.  I even miss my older brother and sister even if I want so strangle them when they visited every weekend when I was home during break.

This place has really become home to me after the four years I’ve been here. I stepped through the front gates only fourteen, looking to be bullied with my thick glasses, braces on my teeth. My length didn’t help; short didn’t cover what I was, between the others I was a shrimp compared to them.  To make thing worse I had the body of a ten year old girl. MY best friend Drake still mocks me about it.

Thank fuck I grew up. I went into one big ass growth spurt; I became tall, standing head and shoulders above some. My body started to fill out. My lanky body became buff with bulging muscle. My nerdish looks turned into play boy looks with a smirk to boot. I traded my glasses for contacts and became confidant and someone not to be messed with .I promised myself that I will never be that weak kid again. The one that stepped through the gates, scared shitless.

At first I didn’t want to be here but it’s something I had to do. I couldn’t let myself be bullied anymore. My old self couldn’t even make it a week in highschool. Coming here was the best choice I ever made. I was following in my dad’s footsteps and becoming the man I was meant to be not a cowering kid afraid of school bullies.

My dad wasn’t happy at first knowing what the military does to a person. The only thing that changed his mind is that you can choose to stay or go when you’re eighteen. Back then I had all intention to finish school and then head home, go to college, but now I don’t ever want to leave.

“You’re reminiscing like a little bitch again aren’t you?” The ever lovely Blake

“No I’m not. I’m. I’m. You know what? Why don’t you shut up and start climbing the wall.”

“What was it about this time? Home, or, nah when you think about Stephanie’s-“ I just turned toward the wall and started climbing.  I was just about to climb down when Bake made it to me. “You have this far away look and you always have a little drool coming out of your mouth.”  

“My walking away was a sign of me wanting to drop the subject, and I wasn’t thinking about Stephanie, you know we’re through.”

“Okay man if you say so.”He made his way down the other side. I can’t believe him sometimes. Me thinking about Stephanie and her amazing. Let’s stop right there. Before I have a problem, a big one I might add.  And me drooling? That asshole

“You fucker I do not drool when I think of Stephanie, I mean when I thought of Stephanie.” His cackling laughter was al I heard until he choked out a ‘whatever you say.’

I made my way to the showers following a few meters behind Blake. Blake has been my first friend when I came here. He kept others for picking on me in the beginning. Helped me toughen up, not cower when someone wanted to intimidate me. He helped make me into who I am today. And is the only one that knows about my secret addiction to comic books and computer games. He has kept my undercover nerd secret since he found out. Only using it to bribe me into doing something that would probably get us into trouble.  I would have done it anyway without him bribing me but it make him feel I quote ‘powerful and gives me the opportunity to use my evil laugh’ he then proceeds to do his evil laugh, and dragging me into a choke hold until we are at the destination where we are going to be causing trouble.

Him dragging me usually got us caught before we could actually do it but it still hasn’t stopped him from doing it.

Blake thought it would be fun to come with me to my house over brake one year, I couldn’t understand for the life of me why he would. When he went home over brakes him and his family usually went to some exotic place or travel all around.  I didn’t know why he would come with me to house in a little bum fuck town just outside of nowhere.  I figured it out just a day after arriving – comic book convention just three hours outside my town. He wanted to see how the other halve lived or how the nerds did.

He dragged me through the whole place, dressed as Dr Strange with high collar, and billowing cape. Blue tights stretching where they just shouldn’t have. I just kept looking for a place to stick my head. When I saw someone dressed as something he recognized e would immediately run to them and when talking he would put on a ridiculous voice and ask them the stupidest questions. He even hugged a guy in a Yoda suite. Proclaiming that he is hugging his hero.  We were then kindly asked to leave and to not come back. Thank goodness. The idiot didn’t even know who Yoda was until we were at home. So why he hugged him claiming him to be his hero I will never know.

Another shock came when he discovered a gaming convention the next year. He dragged me to my own home and then to the convention. He thought to also dress up. His idea of dressing up; my old glasses and my granddads old suspenders attached to his pants. He combed his blonde hair to the side gelling it by using half a bottle.

Let’s just say we are now banned from two conventions. Two conventions that I actually liked to come to. Damn Blake and his desire to cockblock my nerdish desires.

At least we didn’t visit another when he insisted on joining me to my home town again.  Thank fuck for that.

Only a few guys were in the shower rooms, talking about someone new coming to the compound. Something that doesn’t happen often. Usually when people come in without us knowing about it a while before hand it means they are trouble. A big enough trouble to get their asses sent out here.

“Have you heard about the new chick coming today?”  Blake said after hitting me with a towel. So it’s a girl wonder what she did to get sent here.  

“Nothing really, but we all know she’s gonna be trouble.” I hit him back hoping it was harder.

“Come on you big pansies get your asses ready class starts in fifteen.”  Officer Darius yelled from outside the door. He was the coolest teacher here. He was the only one who didn’t have a stick up their ass. He called us out on our shit and knew how to have fun and bend the rules a bit.

The only person me and Blake feared or everyone to step foot here is Major Johnson. Now that guy is one mean ass mofo. Scared the shit out of me my first day and the first time me and Bake caused trouble. It certainly didn’t stop us from doing it again but kept us in check for a few months.

Major Johnson is also one of the biggest assholes I have ever met. He loves intimidating people and likes to instill fear in them. I just think hid big ego is trying to make up for something that lacking on the lower side of his personal government.

I wonder how new girls gonna handle meeting Major Mofo.

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There ya go another chapter with a side of Dax, hope it’s better than the previous chapter, cause I know it was seriously lacking. Tell me what you think of this one. And do you want the next chapter in Daxs’ pov again or Allison’s. I’m kinda loving Dax. So tell me who you want.

Write ya later

Joey