Breaking Her Own Rules

7

"What? No!"

"Then you're doing it." He said flatly. I turned back to Phil that carried a large plastic box and took the lid off, taking out high visible jackets in different colours.

"Purple team." Phil yelled out, handing them the purple jackets. "Pink team. Blue team. Green team. Orange and yellow." Phil said to our team, giving us the jackets.

I grudgingly placed them on and did up the zipper. I felt a weight on my head as bars went across my vision. I looked up and felt the heavy helmet, plastic on the bars to protect my face.

"I'm guessing it's not capture the flag." I stated as I did up the helmet.

"Nope." Denny answered as he did his up.

One by one, each team went up to Phil and grabbed long rifles. I have a feeling it wasn't laser tag either.

"Paintball?" I groaned to myself as Denny gave me a gun.

"Right. Let's move!" Phil announced, leading us to where we have to go. "Each team has a base. There will be extra Paintball in the base, each gun holds 200 balls. No face hits. Points are accumulated by hits, each hit ten points, each hit above the neck takes off twenty points. You have an hour after the buzzer. The team with the most points win."

We kept heading away from the mansion hotel and towards a forest area, trees and walls that were wood or brick. The place looked like a war zone, literally, just a colourful one.

We all went to our designated base, Denny and myself to the yellow, with about fifteen other people.

"I've never done Paintball before." I said to Denny as he loaded the yellow balls in to his gun. I heard a few moans behind me, probably from the other people hearing me.

Denny took my gun and loaded it for me. "It's simple, sweetheart." He said loudly. "Just point and shoot."

"I have never fired a gun so long."

Denny smirked at me.

"But you have on hand guns."

Yes. I have. That's right, I thought to myself. Denny is a regular client. He knows we protect ourselves. He leaned forward and whispered in my ears.

"Did you bring a gun by any chance?"

I stepped back and looked at him. I slowly shook my head. I didn't. I pretended I did in front of Dean, but I really didn't.

That answer surprised Denny. He held his gun up to show me how to hold it.

I did try. Smiling, Denny placed his gun down and went to me, standing behind me as he helped me hold it.

"Like this." He said softly in my ear. I could feel his words on my skin. "Then aim, and fire."

We stayed like that a bit longer, before a voice broke us out of our thoughts.

"Right, boss? What's the play?" Someone asked Denny.

Denny turned away from me and cleared his throat. "Right. We won't be jumping ahead. We are here to work as a team and a team we are."

Denny gave them the rundown and a speech as we heard the warning buzzer before the starting buzzer went off.

"Stay with me." Denny said to me as I felt highly nervous. So I did. I stuck to him like glue, like the rest of the group. We weaved in and out of the maze, keeping an eye on our surroundings.

"Carter, Hanson, Whitney. Climb up there, keep a look out." Denny pointed to a platform built on some nearby trees.

After a few more minutes, our group went from sixteen to eight as Denny barked out orders to people. We stayed near the base, patrolling it.