Tara Oliavo Tennant and her best friend Xanthe Indigo Blue pushed Tara's bed up against the wall so that it was in the corner.

"Thanks Xanthe. Things like that become difficult when you're disabled." She made a face, and held up her the cast over her broken arm.

Xanthe giggled. "Oh, poor Tara baby! Got frown out of Bwasic Twaining, did you?"

"Xanthe! It's not funny! I was 90 days in! I so could have finished it!"

"I was 90 days in! I so could have finished it!" Xanthe mocked her, prancing around the room until Tara tackled her.

"Not. Cool. Tara!" She yelped pulling herself up onto the bed, and crawling into the corner.

"Neither is making fun of me, just because I didn't get to do Basic Training with you last time either, because I had tonsillitis."

"I wonder what will happen next time Basic Training starts up. You'll probably get a rare tropical disease."

"Probably." Tara frowned.

"Don't be so glum! Cassie, Mia and Chris get back tomorrow, and four weeks later, you'll get to go try again."

Tara flopped on the bed and pretended to die. "Yay. Mr. Large!"

"It's not that bad... Just torture."

"I was there for 90 days. I know what it's like."

"I never asked you; whose partner where you?"

Tara sighed. "We had a whole plan that I'd be with Cassie, and Mia with Chris, but I think Mr. Large noticed, so I was with Chris, and Cassie was with that Kerry girl. I think she dropped out too.. And Mia was with Cade Simpson."

"Ugh! He's so annoying... All he talks about is T.V. And his latest video games."

"I know! Mia was so angry; she kept abondoning him."

"Sounds like her." Xanthe flicked at a peice of dirt on her navy shirt, that she had recieved on her second mission, it was a solo mission, except for 2 M16 agents, and she had single-handedly gotten a drug-lord thrown in jail. She should have gotten her black shirt, but she'd stuffed up her first mission, by falling down a set of stair and into a room full of the people she had been eavesdropping on.

Tara laughed, and plugged her iPod into her dock, turning their favourite song right up, and grabbing a black texta, so they could draw on her cast.