War To Come

Chapter 1- Normal

I brought the letter to school on Monday. By that time I had read it at least a hundred times. I basically had it memorized. I showed up to my first period class AP Calculus which I had with my friend Monique.

Monique has tan skin and dark curly brown hair. She had black circle rimmed glasses, that did nothing, but look good on her. Her style consisted of bright colors and she always loved to show her long legs off in shorts and skirts.

I walked in sitting down in my assigned seat. As fate would have it Monique happened to have been put right next to me. I squealed as I watched her come in a little after me. People gave me looks, but I didn't care.

"You said you have big news." She states.

"The biggest." I respond riffling through my bag looking for the envelope.

There it was in all its glory. A little wrinkled, but that didn't take away from the meaning behind it. I handed it to her making sure she was careful with it.

I watched as her eyes went from left to right reading the white paper. She looked to me, then to the paper, then me, then the paper. She squealed in delight.

"Oh my gosh congratulations! You've been working towards this your whole life!" Monique screamed. Class had now started and we got a glare from our AP Calculus teacher as well as some of the smarter kids in the class who were trying to pay attention.

"I know. Now I definitely need to amp up my workout." I say.

"Amp up your workout? Girl, you need to chill. Take a break, celebrate your accomplishment."

"Exactly, it is an accomplishment. Which means now that I'm definitely going to be going I need to make sure I'm in the best shape of my life."

"You already play multiple sports, on top of that working two sometimes three times a day, how are you going to pack on more?"

What she said was true. I was currently was in three sports, basketball, soccer, and track. Basketball and soccer both had ended which meant track was in season. I did as many events as I could trying to work on both speed and endurance for my training. In the mornings I would go to the local gym and do weightlifting, then after school I would do running.

But I knew none of them would prepare me for the demanding physical and mental tasks that would come with being a navy seal. They put your through the most hardcore routines and workouts no wonder more than half the people drop out before the first boot camp is even done.

"I'll make time. For my free period during school I'll go to the track and run, I'll wake up earlier to be able to train longer and I'll train longer after school. During track meets if I'm not doing an event I'll run or work on abs or something. Easy peasy." I say determined.

"You're crazy." We pay little to no attention for the rest of class. Having good grades wasn't all of it, but had some to do with the navy seals. I had a perfect four point zero GPA and almost perfect SAT and ACT test scores to go with it. I tried to do as much for the community as I could for service hours, but didn't have time with all the training, so in that department I was lacking.

The bell rings and Monique and I get up. I go right, Monique goes left, we wouldn't have another class together till fourth period.

I had a few other friends in my second and third period classes and like I said between second and third, during my free period, I trained.

No one messed with me at this school, but then again there was little to no bullying. No stuck up bitch roamed the halls thinking she owned the school and none of the jocks were like that. Everyone was pretty cool with each other.

Once the last bell of class rings I run to the locker room. I change into my workout clothes and put a few weights in my back pack. I didn't bother driving to school, running being a better alternative because one, it gives me a chance to workout, and two I'm saving the planet.

The coaches new I borrowed weights from time to time, but as long as they came back they were fine with it. Plus, I don't mean to sound cocky, but they weren't going to kick their star athlete off the team.

I ran the three miles home with a thirty pound weight in my back. My time was good, but my goal was to run a perfect time, eighteen minutes which meant I had to run an average of six minutes per mile which I had yet to achieve. My time was near twenty one minutes, an average of seven minutes per mile.

I make my way home running through the front door then throwing my bag on the ground the heavy metal going clink.

"I'm home." I gasp out.

My mom appeared in the hall. "You look great." Sarcasm was her specialty.

"Thanks." It was also mine. Like mother like daughter.

I walk into the kitchen and grab an apple. My mom always knew I needed food when I got home and had a big meal waiting for me. We discussed the new training regimen for me during the weekend. I would continue with my normal regimen until Wednesday when I would run home to the school then back again with no breaks. Right now it was a one way trip home and I knew that time wasn't gonna cut it.

My mom put the plate of food in front of me. Salmon, green beans, mashed potatoes, a salad, and corn stood in front of me. It smelled delicious. The plate was double the size of an average plate and I ate all the food.

"Thanks mom."

"You're welcome. What did Monique say?"

"She was excited for me, as always."

"Did you tell her you're gonna have to graduate a month early to go to camp?"

I paused. I had hoped she wouldn't mention that. "I 'forgot' today." What I didn't tell her was I didn't want to because I didn't wanna see the pained look on her face when I tell her.

"Well, think about how she will feel when you put it of to the last day and then just poof your gone. At least give her a heads up."

"Okay I'll tell her." I say heading up the stairs. "Maybe in a week though." I say to myself.

I went to my room to shower. My room wasn't large, but it wasn't small either. I had my bed, two bookshelves, and a desk in the room. I also had a door that lead to my closet, which was decent sized, and a door that lead to my own bathroom.

Walking into the bathroom I stripped throwing my sweaty clothes in the hamper. I turned on the hot water. Slowly the room began to fill with steam like a sauna. My mirror got foggy I had to wipe away the fog to be able to see.

I wasn't the prettiest girl, but to some I was attractive, at least I hoped. My blue eyes starred back at me. I looked at my brown beach waved hair that went to my collarbone. I got the blue eyes from my dad and the brown hair from my mom. My skin was somewhat tan, but more on the pale side sense it had just started getting warm out and I had yet to tan.

I jumped into the shower the hot water running down my body. I leaned my head back getting my hair wet. The touch of the hot water releasing endorphins and making my muscles relax. My muscles had been used to the physical pain and workouts I had been going through my whole life, since I was six, but I knew the navy seals would be worse.

Taking my thoughts away I realized I had been in the shower for longer than intended, something that better not happen due to the time they allowed you to shower there. I quickly shampooed, conditioned, and washed my body. I stepped out grabbing the towel from one of the hooks on the wall. I dried myself off going to my closet.

On the left of my closet was my shirts and shorts, more casual wear, along with my pajamas and any other miscellaneous clothing items such as belts and scarves. On my right was my more fancier clothes. This consisted of school clothes and dresses for more formal occasions. Half of the right side consisted of my workout clothes sense I didn't have a lot of dress clothes. In front of me was my shoes. I had mostly tennis shoes due to how much I worked out, but I also had heels and flats.

I grabbed some pajamas, a very large white shirt and some booty shorts and headed to my bed. I had a queen size bed with a grey comforter. I slipped into bed looking at the time, nine o'clock it read. I had to go to sleep early due to the time I woke up in the mornings for workout. Setting my alarm I close my eyes, the last thing I think is hopefully these two months go by fast before falling asleep.