Laura's Boot Camp experience is rough enough but there's something, or rather someone that will make her time spent becoming a soldier ten times worse - a Drill Sergeant sent straight from the bowels of hell that takes an instant dislike to her pres...
Laura walked past a small group of soldiers, heading for the ambulance where Hannah sat in the driver's seat, looking bored while reading a magazine.
"Hey, laur. Where were you?"
"I got held up a bit longer helping second platoon with their causalities."
"Huh." She smiled curiously at her. "If you say so."
She shrugged her shoulders at hannah's odd response and kept walking towards the back of the vehicle. She was still feeling flushed from Ross's kisses and needed something to drink. Opening the double doors, she climbed in, flicked on the overhead lights and retrieved her canteen.
The sound of someone knocking against the side brought her attention to the door after swallowing a mouthful of water. "Just a second." Hopping out, she was briefly greeted by Calum's bright smile before that smile was traded out for an expression that could only be described as weird.
"Hey there. Uhmm... you got a little," he raised his hand and brushed his mouth.
"What?" She put her fingers to her mouth and wiped at it. "Is it water?"
"No. More like," he pointed above his own lip and waited while she wiped the area casually. "And... there," he indicated the sides of her mouth.
"God, what is it?" She started freaking out, thinking she was covered in dirt or worse, a smushed bug. She wiped furiously at her mouth with the back of her hand then brought it up to the light for inspection.
Laura watched her eyes go huge as she groaned, "Oh God!" When she looked back at him, she felt her face go hot with embarrassment as he gave her a toothy grin, shook his head in amusement then walked away, chuckling as he went. What the light revealed was camo paint... Ross's camo paint. It must have rubbed off all over her when they were kissing. Mortified, she quickly went for a pack of baby wipes, the most indispensable item a soldier can bring to the field and scrubbed her face clean while Hannah looked over her shoulder to ask.
"Take it he accepted your apology?"
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Calum walked towards the Tactical Operations Center, or TOC tent and nearly ran right into Ross as he was exiting.
"Whoa, man."
"Hey there," his voice held enthusiasm but with just a hint of mild sarcasm for good measure as he took in his friend's appearance. "Looks like someone's gonna be knee deep in luscious blonde locks falling to the ground before we go out tomorrow night."
"Huh?"
Calum held up a finger to say 'wait a second', pulled his camo-paint pack out and opened it before handing it over. "Have a look."
Ross held the mirror side up to his face and emitted a string of curses as he took in the sight of his smudged war paint.
"Seems Marano is wearing the other half."
-The very next day-
Everyone finished taking inventory back on post at the Infantry unit's motor pool and were about to be released for some much needed R&R when Calum came trotting up to laura and hannah as they headed for Hannah's car.
"Ladies," he called out until they stopped to face him. "NCO club tonight at eight, it's the ritual."
"But we're not part of your company." She knew what he meant but turned to inform Hannah. "Every time they come back from the field, they have drinks at the NCO club."
"True, but you participated so you have to come... both of you." He looked from one to the other.
"Not my usual hang out but count me in. I'm not one to break tradition and there ARE a couple of hotties I wouldn't mind seeing again."
"You can't be serious?" The question was directed at Calum but both answered 'yes' at the same time.
"Come on, laur. You know you want to go." She laughed when laura rolled her eyes at her.
"Fine. Eight o'clock. But I'm only staying long enough for one beer."
"Great. See ya there." Now that he was sure she'd be showing tonight, all he had left to do was make sure his best friend kept up his end of the bet and showed his new 'do' off tonight. Hannah approached him during the week and had a little talk with him about her thoughts on the not-couple. Seemed Laura's friend was well aware of what had been going on all along and was totally willing to help in any way she could.
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"I am NOT going to wear this." No way, it was too, too... brazen for her taste.
"You look totally hot. Besides, I agreed to stay for one drink and run interference from Sergeant Sweet Cheeks in that pathetic place they dare call a club and for that... you ARE coming out with me for once to a real bar."
"Fine, but can I at least switch tops? I'd feel more comfortable in something of my own." She stared at her own reflection and whirled around, taking in the clothes Hannah insisted she wear from her own wardrobe.
"Nope. Now come on, we're already late and it's time to get our drink on. I arranged for a cab to pick us up at eight thirty so we can get trashed tonight and not worry about driving." If everything went as planned, her friend and this Ross guy would be between the sheets by night's end.
"Okay, okay." She had to admit she did look good in the little black outfit, and it wasn't overly revealing but she still felt uncomfortable, more so over Ross's reaction to it since he would more than likely be there.
A/N: oooh can't wait for ross to see Laura all glamoured up! 😏 ♡
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