The Dishonorable

Less than 1 Percent

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"PV2 Topaz,"

I say into the microphone before I walk across the stage towards my Drill Sergeant and 1SG.

Everyone is clapping, but I can hear Sweet Pea and fangs voices over everything.

I know I'm supposed to keep a straight face, but it is hard when I look up and see Fangs, Sweets, and my grandpa at the balcony clapping with huge smiles on their faces.

One of the Drill Sergeants clears her throat, making me walks down the stage. SI ducks my head to stop myself from smiling as I walk down the aisle.

As I go to take my position in front of my chair, I could've sworn I saw red hair in the back row by the door. That's not possible, for the past ten weeks I've been writing to her and have yet to receive a letter. Last I heard she was away at High-smith college being the Cheryl bombshell majoring in a Bachelor of Arts in law. When Fangs had told me I wasn't shock at all, I knew that it was something she wanted to do for so long.

As I stand at attention waiting for the last soldier in my platoon to stand in front of his seat so they can all sit down, I smile to myself, as I take one step closer to becoming someone important.

Once, everyone in 4th platoon has taken their seats; the Drill Sergeants goes to the middle of the stage standing at attention.

"Company attention!" (All the soldier stands at attention) "Center Face!" (All face the center) "Forward March!"

Every one marches in place except the first row that marches down the aisles towards the exits.

The Drill Sergeants to call off a cadence as they march, everyone repeats him.

"Everywhere I go

There's a Drill Sergeant there

Everywhere I go

There's a Drill Sergeant there

Drill Sergeant! Drill Sergeant! Why don't you leave me alone?

Why don't you let me go home?

Everywhere I go

There's a Private there

Everywhere I go

There's a Private there

Private! Private! Why don't you leave me alone?

Why don't you let me go home?"

We all marched outside and split up into their 4th platoons standing at attention. The Drill Sergeants put them all at the position of parade rest as they explain the do's and don't.

Everyone's family are standing by watching and waiting for them to be released.

I run to sweet pea and fangs when told to "Fall Out" by my Drill Sergeant.

"I missed you guys so much you don't even know," I say as I run and jump into both of their waiting arms. It's an uncomfortable hug but needed.