Short cuts always leads to an unexpected path. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "Jesus, I hate the new drills that we're doing... especially those side-to-side knee lifts...it makes me feel stupid." I glanced over at the boy, who wore the same JROTC uniform as me. "Yeah", I agreed, noticing his build. "We just learned them yesterday, and it's like staff expects us to have it perfect on the first try." He grinned, and extended his hand. "I'm Robbins." I grasped his hand and we shook hands firmly. "Mitchell." Please bear with me; this is the first story I'm writing that is not a fan fiction. Please comment to let me know how I'm doing
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