Hold Overs ( Privates In Public )
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" Private Craves", shouted SSG Thomas from the front entrance of her barracks.
"Lazy murtha f****, chuckle Kay in disbelief. "Is he really gonna make you walk all the way over
there", ask Kay.
"You know he is one of those?" joined in Ziva, while looking disgusted at the sight of him.
"This murtha", groan Craves, before she shouted "Hoo-ah Sarge!", as she double-timed toward him.
"Damnnn, SSG Thomas must really hate yall", said Constance.
I know what you are thinking. These girls can't possibly be in anybody military? Sorry, but the answer is, HELL YEAH! And on top of that, they are fresh out of high school, arriving at their 1st permanent duty station, suited and booted for some ratcheness.
In book 1 of this Private In Public series, you will be introduce to Privates Craves, who is the mother hen of the group, slash "I don't do shit". Still Craves finds herself taking just as many L's as everyone else, especially when going out with Ziva and Kay.
However, Private Kay is not even trying to hear that. Matter of fact, she ain't really checking for Private Ziva like that either, and is more than glad when Ziva opts not to join her and Craves on their club hopping adventure. And when that turns sour, she has no problem trying to calling their officer friend Constance.
On the other hand, Private Ziva is just as elated to get rid of those two, because she got plans for the reception NCO, SSG Thomas. And Ziva plans almost gets derail when 1st Lieutenant Constance shows up. Luckily for Ziva , Constance doesn't put up a real fuss about her back tracking on their road trip. Mainly, because un be-known to Ziva, Kay, and Craves. Constance has a long term plans for them, that doesn't involve them getting deployed to Iraq. But first you have to witness, the young and dumb and syndrome, mix in with some nonsense foolery, and oh yeah, a bunch of middle fingers to anybody that they don't like.
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