I don't own anything. No Gundam, no Sailor Moon and no 'Travalin
Soldier'. That was sung by the Dixie Chicks matter fact. And I got the idea
from a school music video done on this song which won best Music Video
award at the Student Video Awards. If you are from that school and/or
helped make the video, cheers! This story is dedicated to all you's and
those who lost someone during any war including 911 and the Iraq dispute.
A young girl meets a young Army soldier who is waiting for his to Vietnam, during the war. But can she cope with the consaquences for her lover to keep the world at peace? (They are in America during this story.)
Raye wiped the sweat from her brow and placed the chicken salad filled plate infront of a young woman.
"Here ya go!"she said trying to sound cheerfull. Though she was well paid, she looked forward to the end of her shift. As she walked back to the counter, she straightend the bow in her hair which was her trademark item.
Outside a boy walked down the boardwalk outside of the resturant and decided to sit at a local bench. His green uniform was warm and his green hat wasn't helping much. He dropped his brown duffle bag to the floor with a quick thump and waited to catch his breath. Two days ago he had turned 18.
Unlike most people his age, he was eager to leave for Vietnam, where the Vietnam War was being held. Sure he'd miss his home, but there wans't much there. His eyes searched around the dock and noticed a resturant which sat comferbly in the shade.
"Greeeaaaattt....another costomer."Billie Linal mutterd when she heard the small bell attatched to the glass door ring.
"I'll take it."Raye said laughing. Sometimes Billie could be so.....lazy. She grapsed the black pen and a small no-lined pad off the counter. She fumbled with her black skirt she wore under her apron.
"Hi."a masculine voice said cheerfully. Rei looked up and flashed his a cute grin. Okey, he was cute. And he was in the military. Double points!
"Can I....take your order?"she asked, toying with the clikity click like pen. She felt kind of nervous but yet......totally laid back.
The boy looked shyly up at her. Raye noticed this and smiled sweetly. He looked extreamly nervous.
"Um....yeah a coke and plain burger......um...but would you mind sitting down and talking...I....I need to talk to someone and I'm feeling kinda down. " Raye took up the offer.
"I get off in a hour. We'll talk then. I know a good place."He nodded and she went off to finish her shift.
Later as the two walked, Raye took him to the peir and the two shared a conersation over icecream.
The boy sighed and looked at the girl with the big black bow in her hair.
"Umm......I bet you have a boyfriend but, to tell you honestly, I frankly don't care. When I'm in Vietnam I'd like to write a letter to someone and there's no one I can so....do you mind me sending them to you?"Raye smiled and shook her head. He handed her a peice of paper from his duffle and a penical. She quickly, but neatly, wrote down her full address.
As they walked back he smiled and gave her thanks. He had to catch the bus that was taking him away. Though she had just met him, she felt saddend that he had to leave. She waved gently as he walked into the bus. He turned and smiled.
As she walked home she began thinking about the boy she had just met. He was very nice and sweet. Unlike anyone she ever knew. As she steped into her house her parents quicly noticed her mood.
"Okey, fess up Raye, who is it?" (I know Raye dosn't have folks but in this she does!)her mom said eagerly. Raye blushed and sat down in the living room with her family and her neighbor. She told them all about the young soldier.
Her father rinkled his nose.
"Your too young for him. Do you know how hard it is to wait for some soldier? Expecially if you just met him and your waiting for his love." Her family agreed along with her neighbor.
Raye looked at her hands and nodded. She had to agree but deep inside she didn't want to. And each second she couldn't wait to recieve a letter from him.
Her parents thought she was over him but her mother told her about when she was 15 and waiting for her father to come back from WWII. Raye sat in her room thinking about him from then on.
~Two days past eighteen He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens Sat down in a booth a café there Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair He's a little shy so she gave him a smile And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I've got no one to send a letter to Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?
I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Our love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone When the letter says a soldier's comin home
A young girl meets a young Army soldier who is waiting for his to Vietnam, during the war. But can she cope with the consaquences for her lover to keep the world at peace? (They are in America during this story.)
Raye wiped the sweat from her brow and placed the chicken salad filled plate infront of a young woman.
"Here ya go!"she said trying to sound cheerfull. Though she was well paid, she looked forward to the end of her shift. As she walked back to the counter, she straightend the bow in her hair which was her trademark item.
Outside a boy walked down the boardwalk outside of the resturant and decided to sit at a local bench. His green uniform was warm and his green hat wasn't helping much. He dropped his brown duffle bag to the floor with a quick thump and waited to catch his breath. Two days ago he had turned 18.
Unlike most people his age, he was eager to leave for Vietnam, where the Vietnam War was being held. Sure he'd miss his home, but there wans't much there. His eyes searched around the dock and noticed a resturant which sat comferbly in the shade.
"Greeeaaaattt....another costomer."Billie Linal mutterd when she heard the small bell attatched to the glass door ring.
"I'll take it."Raye said laughing. Sometimes Billie could be so.....lazy. She grapsed the black pen and a small no-lined pad off the counter. She fumbled with her black skirt she wore under her apron.
"Hi."a masculine voice said cheerfully. Rei looked up and flashed his a cute grin. Okey, he was cute. And he was in the military. Double points!
"Can I....take your order?"she asked, toying with the clikity click like pen. She felt kind of nervous but yet......totally laid back.
The boy looked shyly up at her. Raye noticed this and smiled sweetly. He looked extreamly nervous.
"Um....yeah a coke and plain burger......um...but would you mind sitting down and talking...I....I need to talk to someone and I'm feeling kinda down. " Raye took up the offer.
"I get off in a hour. We'll talk then. I know a good place."He nodded and she went off to finish her shift.
Later as the two walked, Raye took him to the peir and the two shared a conersation over icecream.
The boy sighed and looked at the girl with the big black bow in her hair.
"Umm......I bet you have a boyfriend but, to tell you honestly, I frankly don't care. When I'm in Vietnam I'd like to write a letter to someone and there's no one I can so....do you mind me sending them to you?"Raye smiled and shook her head. He handed her a peice of paper from his duffle and a penical. She quickly, but neatly, wrote down her full address.
As they walked back he smiled and gave her thanks. He had to catch the bus that was taking him away. Though she had just met him, she felt saddend that he had to leave. She waved gently as he walked into the bus. He turned and smiled.
As she walked home she began thinking about the boy she had just met. He was very nice and sweet. Unlike anyone she ever knew. As she steped into her house her parents quicly noticed her mood.
"Okey, fess up Raye, who is it?" (I know Raye dosn't have folks but in this she does!)her mom said eagerly. Raye blushed and sat down in the living room with her family and her neighbor. She told them all about the young soldier.
Her father rinkled his nose.
"Your too young for him. Do you know how hard it is to wait for some soldier? Expecially if you just met him and your waiting for his love." Her family agreed along with her neighbor.
Raye looked at her hands and nodded. She had to agree but deep inside she didn't want to. And each second she couldn't wait to recieve a letter from him.
Her parents thought she was over him but her mother told her about when she was 15 and waiting for her father to come back from WWII. Raye sat in her room thinking about him from then on.
~Two days past eighteen He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens Sat down in a booth a café there Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair He's a little shy so she gave him a smile And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I've got no one to send a letter to Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?
I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy Too young for him they told her Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier Our love will never end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again Never more to be alone When the letter says a soldier's comin home