Hey its LLB here. I know people may be a little upset with me for never posting but I suddenly have all these things happening and I can never write. So, This is a story my cousin has been writing and I hope she will be much better with keeping up with her writing than I am!
Prologue
Max's Pov
I stare at the letter shocked at what I see. "Max are you coming? What's in your hand?" my sister Ella asked curiously. Well what was in my hand you ask, well it was a letter from my headmaster saying that my training was complete and that I will be a nurse helping in the army. I tried to play it cool and just put it on my desk, not acting suspicious."Nothing… I'll tell you later. Yeah, I'm coming. Give me a minute to get my shoes." My sister, Ella and I are very close, even though we look and act different. She has dark brown hair, perfect tan skin, and dark brown eyes. She loves talking and shopping. I, however, have dirty blonde hair with natural brown highlights, brown eyes, which my sister says look like un-barfed chocolates, and really pale skin. I despise shopping with every fiber in my being and only speak if around friends or is important. We live in Arizona with my Hispanic mom, Valencia, and our stepfather, Jeb. Today is my 21st birthday and I get to celebrate it at my favorite restaurant, Carrabbas. When we get there I plan on dropping the bomb about me heading to Iraq in a few weeks. I'm afraid they will be hurt. I wish they will be able to understand that I need to make a difference. Oh well, they will forgive me soon enough.
Fang's Pov
Man I can't believe I was recruited into the army. I mean it was my dream but now what can I do about it. My best friend Iggy and his friend, Gazzy are coming to stay with my mom and I for a bit. I invited them over so that I'd be able to spend some time with them before I was discharged. I'm hoping they take it better than my girlfriend, Lissa. I was going to break up with her anyway, she was too clingy. I fear for my mom's reaction too. She knows I signed up but I know she is going to cry when I tell her. Im terrible with crying women, for example whenever Angel came to me with a cut or bruise with tears-Oh God I forgot about my sister Angel. She probably won't understand anyway. I'm going to miss her blond hair in my face when she jumps on my bed trying to wake me up in the morning.
I live in Arizona, Can I really fight in an army?