Chapter 2

She then went to the medic, to patch things up with her brother, it looked odd for her, the medication cabin was hung on the right side of the walls, the bed was put next to the front wall on it's right side. She gently put him on it and said with a whisper, I'll be back, soon. Phil didn't hear, for he was unconscious for the time she sat him down. She turned and left the room before checking on him one last time. It had been lunch time, the clock struck ten after training was over. She took a plate and went threw the line, if there's one thing she hated, it's that the lines were too god damn long, everyone kept bumming into each other, what was this bumper cars?, you bump one car and things get ruff, everyone kept saying, at lease not all, hey fuck you! And the other guy would say, hey fuck you too. (sorry I'll shut up now) she grabbed her main meal each time they would have, green beans, mash potatoes, and water to drink. She sat by herself for the time. She removed her helmet, she had brown short hair with blue crystal eyes, her skin seem like a tan. As she started eating she saw someone she'd saw before, it was that Spartan again, he walked straight at her table. This made her flush again so she tried to eat without him knowing she was there, as he grew closer he went past her, this shocked her a bit, and kept staring while looking at the table. He didn't sat far, he only sat behide her, she then turned to him and said with a joyful voice and smile, Hey. He didn't even looked at her, he just sat there and removed his helmet, then putted a side, he looked to have a fuzzy head, like a marine. She then got a sour look on her and said, Hey! He then turned his head and saw her staring at him, this made her blush twice as much, she couldn't replie, it was like she couldn't speak but with only a few words, uhh..uhhh! He then smirk at her which just made her even blush more then before.

He smiled and waved at her with greetings of seeing her again. This made her fill unbalanced, uhhh… hi. M-my name's Haley. He giggled a bit but she couldn't here it, it was like he was muted. She got a confused look on her and rub her head, uhhh… can you talk? He smiled at her and shook his head. That made her feel guilty, she thought he might yell at her, I'm… sorry for saying that. He took a piece of napkin and started writing on it, she wonder what he was righting. He then handed it to her, she read it, as she did it made her seem to feel like jelly, it said, it's no harm done. We sometimes say things and don't mean them, and I'd wonder if we could be friends or not?