Gunshot
Gunshots sounded threw the air as I was at the military academy's shooting range, my new friend Rebecca was beside me.
"So Riza you never answered my question."
"What was it again Rebecca?"
"You said you're joining the military to protect someone right, so who are you protecting?"
"That's classified"
"Okay then what does this person mean to you?"
I froze not quite knowing the answer to that myself, Rebecca waited a while before becoming impatient, "Is this guy your boyfriend?"
"I never said the person is a guy and no they aren't my boyfriend."
"Are they cute?"
"No more talking." I said as one of the trainers walked by then aiming at the target and hitting dead center.