A/N Alright, chapter 2! Hopefully any of you who read this enjoy it.
Walking into the makeshift mess hall I saw a few COG soldiers glance my way before resuming their conversations, I shrugged it off since it was a fairly normal thing. Being out here made some of us pretty on edge. I got my 'food' I found my squad at one of the many long tables set up in the large canvas tent. Sam; Private Samuel Cash; was the first to see me.
"Well if it isn't Pierce." He announced with his usual cheeky grin. Cash was just like most guys here, built like a truck. He was easily over 160 pounds and 6'0, his sandy colored hair and blue eyes made him popular with the women and I would never understand why. "Heard you got pummeled by some broad today."
"Shut it Cash." The person directly across from him smiled. It was Corporal Teddy "Bear" Arnett. "Sit down Pierce." He was built like Cash maybe 200 pounds and 6'0. His skin was darker, and he had chestnut colored hair with a carefully trimmed beard framing his face and jaw. I took a seat to the left of Sam, and gave Bear a polite smile. He was the only one who treated me like I was a girl in the squad. I think the guys just saw me as their effeminate little brother and oddly enough it didn't bother me much.
"Sup ladies...and Pierce." A large man boomed slamming his tray down on the table making me jump. It was Turk "the tank" Lovely. "Damn girl chill!" He laughed sitting down. Turk was bigger than Cash, 220 pounds and 6'2, dark-skinned and clean-shaven. Sam nearly choked on his 'food', if you could call it that.
"It's a wonder how the hell she didn't jump outta her skin." He shoveled more food into his mouth if that was possible...
"Whatever." I frowned examining whatever the hell was on my tray. "Is it just me or is it getting harder to recognize what they're feeding us?"
"Beggars can't be choosers baby." Bear smiled taking a gulp of the mysterious black substance in his cup.
"If you ain't gonna eat it hand it over." Cash said reaching for my tray.
"No way!" I smirked pulling it out of his reach. "Fat ass."
"Tch! Bitch this is all muscle!" Cash announced flexing his left arm so it was right in my face. "Oh yeah!"
"You call that muscle?" Turk scoffed flexing his right arm and then his left, giving each bicep a kiss.
"Oh god..." I sighed to myself. "what have I done?" Trying to avoid looking at the 'gun show' going on right in front of me, I poked at my food shaking my head as the flexing continued.
"Ahem. Am I interrupting something?" The Lieutenant chimed in. Immediately we went silent, Turk and Cash froze then straightened up.
"No sir." Cash mumbled awkwardly hunching back over his tray. Lieutenant Ruiz just shook his head and walked away. Once he was out of earshot Bear burst out laughing earning glares from Cash and Turk. I just smiled still shaking my head. Sam elbowed me in the arm, I looked over trying to keep my smile suppressed. He smirked and got up messing up my short dark brown hair. They all stood and followed after the Lieutenant.
"Men." I smirked, my light brown eyes traveled back to my plate. Taking a few large bites and gulping down my coffee I stood and jogged after my squad out of the mess hall. Break time was over.
A/N: Any notes to give me? Let me know, I'm open to criticism. Thought it'd be nice to see the team side of it all. I actually haven't played through the game for about a year or so. So I need to reread the story to refresh my memory.