Chapter 5
*Kris' POV*
I walked into the locker room and laughed, running up to Rizzo.
"That new trainer, she's amazing!" I smiled, sitting down on the chair in front of my locker.
"How so?" He smirked, putting on his hat.
"Shut up!" I laughed, rolling my eyes as I pulled on my cleats. "She's so cool Ant! She was telling me a story about having to connect two people together in order to get a grenade out of someone who was bleeding to death!" I smiled, looking up at the big guy. "You and her would be pretty cute!" I smirked and he rolled his eyes, throwing a towel at me.
"Can you stop trying to set me up with everyone you meet!" He laughed, grabbing his stuff. "I'll meet you in the dugout!" He sighed and I nodded.
"At least go talk to her!" I yelled and he flipped me off, walking out of the locker room.
"What was that about?" Javy walked over and I stood up, fixing my belt.
"Trying to set Ant up with the new trainer!" I sighed, throwing my bag over my shoulder.
"She's hot! Too bad I'm taken, am I right?" He smirked and I laughed, nodding my head.
"Ditto!" I smiled, walking along side Javy as we walked out of the locker room.
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Fanfiction"That's quite an impressive resume Ms. Callahan! An MC over in Afghanistan?" The man looked at me and I nodded. "Yes sir! On duty for 25 months..." I gulped. "Well, what brings you back over here to Chicago as a trainer? You have much more than th...
