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Boot Camp

Reyna's POV

I looked forward as I ran down the street I couldn't bring myself to stop running. The tears were constant from my eyes and it felt like I would never stop crying. How could they?!? I can't go to boot camp for summer I have parties to go to and people to meet. My best friend, oh my best friend how could I bring myself to tell Emily. I couldn't do it.

Without realizing, I'm on my knees sobbing like a mess. I must've not realized that I had fallen. My knees are all scraped up. I brush the pebbles and dirt off my knees and stand up slowly. I take two deep breathes before starting to walk home. "Im leaving" I think to myself. I would rather rot in hell than go to boot camp. I get to my front door and take a deep breathe. I reach my hand for the knob of the door physically shaking. I grab the handle and turn slowly. I didn't want my parents to hear me. If I was going to do this I needed to do it quickly and quietly. My parents were talking in the kitchen facing away from the door. As I'm creeping upstairs I trip over a little statue we have sitting on the step. It falls down the stairs with a loud bang. Both my parents look up at me and I dart to my room. I start grabbing everything I can when I here my door slam. I yell through the closed door.

"HEY LET ME OUT!" I shout

"I'm sorry honey you can't leave. This is important for you" my dad says with a sadness in his voice.

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHATS IMPORTANT FOR ME."

I here my dad walking away with my mom who was a sobbing mess. I shake the handle to get out but it's locked. They locked me in my room. I couldn't get out of the window because my room was on the third floor. I was stuck and I was pissed. I lean against the wall plotting how I could get out of this mess. I had no luck.

One Week Later

I was sitting against my wall when my door swings open I jump up quickly and dash to my opening door only to be caught by my dads big arms.

"Your not going anywhere except boot camp. Is everything you need packed?"

"I'm not going" I say as I push to try to get out of his grasp that was secured around me.

"Either pack your things or I will" he states.

I look around and my mom is nowhere to be seen I ask where she was but he didn't answer. I turn around and walk back to my room he let me go. I grabbed my suitcase from my closet. I could feel my dads glare burning a whole through the back of my head. I packed a couple of outfits, my toothbrush, my hairbrush, and some of my money that I had been saving since I was 6. I zipped up my bag and turned to look at my dad who was coming towards me. He reached past me and grabbed my bag and then my arm making sure I couldn't run away. I wiggled a bit but as I realized I couldn't get away I settled in his grasp. He opened his car door and put me in the front. I was confused as to where my mom was. He than proceeded to get in and start the car. As we drove off I asked where Mom was but he still didn't have an answer.

The ride felt like it was one million hours. In reality it was only four and a half hours. When we pull up to the place I see many kids my age and all the soldiers
lined up in a long straight line. Before I can say anything else I feel my dads hand wrap around my arm and pull me out. I start apologizing saying I wouldn't do anymore bad shit and that I would do chores. I was saying anything and everything that might get my dad to let me stay at home and to no prevail he continued to pull me along to the sign in board. He told them my name and the man in the booth told me to follow the line to meet my "handler". I followed the line until I saw this tall man in his uniform. He had blonde hair and green eyes that looked like they had seen shit. I get up to him and he grabs me and holds my hands behind my back. Must've been a protocol because everyone was like this. As he did this I freaked out and pushed out of his grip and punched him in the jaw. He barely moved. He tried to grab me but I kept running full force I had two guards, the handler, and my dad all running after me. I look back for two seconds and than fall on my ass. I look up and there is another handler that was talking to a lieutenant. He must've been new.

Before I could continue running the guards grab each of my arms and tell my dad that they had it from here. I scream and kick to get out but they didn't budge. The handler in front of me looked at me with his deep brown eyes and brown shaggy hair. The lieutenant looked at me and than said Taylor you are assigned to this one. As he said that the blonde handler looked at him and told him that I was assigned to him. The lieutenant took him aside and assigned him to someone new. The guards simultaneously pushed me into the new handlers arms. He put me in the same position I was in previously. He had less of a hold but I was out of energy to fight anymore so I let him pull me along to get in the line for roll call.

This is Taylor

Authors Note

Thanks for reading the second chapter. The next chapter should get more interesting but I have to get the basics down before revealing all my secrets that are up my sleeve. Enjoy reading!