Didn't You Know What It Meant?

Chapter 10

Dedicated to @Bertiebert  for the awesome cover for my story. Thank you. :)

Decided to just upload it anyway. :P

This time, it's all Brian's POV. Hope you like it.

Brian P.O.V

'Right guys. This is the assault course for your newbies. Time to beat is 7 minutes.' I looked up from my notebook. Wow. How did we get so many news cadets all of a sudden? There were at least 30 guys and maybe 4 girls. That has to be a record. Geez. This was gonna take a while. At least I had my friends offered to help time so I could do the whole in groups.

'You, you, you. Group 1. The rest of you, form lines behind them. There'll be consequences for anyone who can't complete this course.' I gave them an evil glare before blowing my whistle. The first three went off sprinting towards the net. The minute the last of them had finished crawling under the net, I set the next group off and started the three timers sitting on my notebook.

Time to go to the finish line. I jogged off in a straight diagonal where my three friends waited. It took me about 4.5 minutes. I watched the last guy clamber over the edge of the mud pool hanging under the monkey bars and sighed. 'What was his time?'

'12 minutes' My friend hollered, and I jotted it down. Collecting the rest of the times in a similar fashion, we managed to get threw half the group in around 30 minutes. I decided a break was called for on our part. I recorded the last time and announced there would 10 minutes of recess.

God, the times were crap this year. The fastest was about 10 minutes. It wasn't bad but it certainly wasn't good. At least they weren't as bad as last years. Someone had taken 17 minutes to complete the course, mind, that was a girl I guess. But I would be relying on the older guys to be in the assault course team, if they weren't too busy fucking. I sly smile crept on my lips, glancing at my three friends flirting with the newbie girls, around 14-15 years old.

Speaking of which, I glanced around the sports field? Wonder how Latitia was doing. Maybe she might need some water. I spotted her running in the distance. My god, she was still going at the same pace she started. It was at least 30 minutes since she started. I put my notebook down by the times and jogged over to her moving figure. 'Latitia! Yo. I need your assault time,' I yelled. God, why did I say that? I was such a jerk.

It took me about 5 minutes before I began running by her side. Her breaths were coming out loud and steady. But her face was still facing forward. 'Hey, did you hear me?' I asked her, slightly worried. Maybe she was suffering from dehydration. I could see the sweat running down the sides of her face. She turned round suddenly and gave me a glare. 'Go away. I will be there at 15 minutes.'

I raised my eyebrows. 'Hey, sorry. There's no ru-'

'Cadet Beaumont. This is punishment. Not a way to chat,' The C.O's voice called from the edge of the field. I muttered a curse under my breath. He was a disgusting man. A complete narcotic maniac. I was about to finish my sentence but the girl had picked up her pace. Was she crazy? You couldn't do that for 10 more laps. Whatever. I don't know why I was caring 'bout a stupid chick for anyway.

I shook my head in defeat. Walking back to the assault course. I called the remaining kids back on. 'Hey, you lot' I called to the ones who has finished. They rushed over immediately. 'I want you to call over the older kids who are playing football over there. And I need six of you to help with timings.' The newbies did what they were told straight away. I got the routine started once more. At least now competition would heat up. Once you got to the seniors, the competition was much quicker.