Hello everyone it tis I, the author just putting out another chapter, like always reviews welcome. Shout out to Theralion for some awesome tips. Also school is picking up I'm going to try putting out a chapter weekly.

Chapter 3: Never play leap frog with a unicorn.

The Lexington's hangars 3:00 pm

As I followed the commander, it became clear we were heading toward the Lexington's hangers. Once we got there, what I would guess is the squadron I would be assigned to, was gathered in a circle talking about something. One person spotted me and they all stood at attention.

"At ease." The commander said with authority. "This is your new pilot, if you have any questions you know where to find me." He said that and left, probably to go back to his office.

"Hello Jim is it?" A blonde, blue eyes, girl about 5.9 ft. said. Jeez did she have a nice looking pair of- "Hey bud eyes up here." You could see she was grinning.

"Oh uhh sorry, and your name?" Holy shit, don't start blushing you god dam freshmen, was all I could think.

"My name is Cassidy." She went to introduce the rest of the squadron. "This here is Lee." Lee was a tanned guy with a black hair and brown eyes, around 6.4 ft. tall, he looked like he was from the Mediterranean area.

"Nice to meet you Jim." He said and then whispered "Everyone gets lost in her rack every now and then, you're not the first." He then returned to where he was, grinning.

"This is Lola." Cassidy said.

"Nice to meet you freshmen." Lola said. Lola had bright red hair that only went to her shoulders, she also had hazel eyes and was about 5.9 ft. tall, and her rack was pretty small. I refused to 'get lost' in it.

"And this is Cisco." Cassidy said.

"I imagined you more, rounder Jim." Cisco said jokingly. He was black, with pretty much no hair and dark brown eyes. He was about 6.6 ft. tall.

"Nice to meet you all." I said, still mentally kicking myself from before.

"Say, where is that M.C.202 you fly?" Lee said curiously.

"It's parked over by the edge of the run way see?" I said pointing out to where it was I parked it until I found where it should go.

"Ah why don't you go bring it over here we have some space in the hangar." Cassidy said. I then went over to fetch the M.C.202.

"Hey Cassidy, you know we can't fit Riker's P-47 and Jim's M.C.202 in here." Lee said this concerned.

"Don't you think I know that?" Cassidy said starting to tear up. "We knew we were going to have to move it eventually, now is a good time as any other."

"You want to do it?" Lee said trying to comfort her. He knew her boyfriend Riker's accident was a horrible way to die, but that was a year ago and she had to move on.

"Yes, yes I'll do it." Cassidy said sadly. This was the one thing she could remember Riker by and she now had to taxi it over to the scrap yard.

As I taxied my way over to the hangar I thought about how school would go tomorrow, as today was the last day of summer. Being the only freshmen in my squadron, all I could hope for was to have the same lunch period as them. As I approached, Lola waved me toward the part of the hangar area where my M.C. 202 would be stored. I parked it and hopped out.

"Say Jim, want to catch dinner with us?" Lee said. He had a twinge of sadness in his eyes.

"Shure but where's Cassidy?" I said, genuinely curious about the whereabouts of the squadron leader.

"She had some work to attend to, so you coming or what?" Lee answered. He looked like he was covering something up.

Not wanting to miss out on getting to know my squadron better I accepted.

The 'Rock Café' Around 4:00 pm

"Hello how may I help you?" the waiter asked.

"Table for four." Lee said.

The waiter grabbed 4 menus and seated us at a booth. Being the freshmen I naturally took the inside section. We ordered our food, which was basically all hamburgers, this diner had little options on food.

"So Lee, I'm guessing you're the second in command?" I said to spark some conversation.

"How did you guess?" Lee replied.

"Well you just seem to project that rank." I answered.

"Hey Jim why do you fly the M.C.202? The armaments are pretty bad." Cisco said.

"You must be thinking of just the regular 202." I replied. "What I actually fly is the M.C.202EC variant, this is equipped with dual gondola-mounted 20 mm cannon with 200 rounds each. This makes up for the low fire power of the 202."

"Well ok then." Cisco stated

"Say what do you guys fly?" I asked.

"Well Cassidy flies the P-38, I fly the F.K.58A, Lee flies the Mustang, and Cisco flies the P-39Areo Cobra." Lola said.

The food finally arrived we ate and had a good time, I also learned that they were all sophomores, so at least there wasn't a major age gap. I also learned that the previously years flight leader, Riker, died in an engine fire accident when his canopy wouldn't open. He was also Cassidy's boyfriend.

Just as we were out the door a 5 person crowd approached us and the leader yelled out. "Look, it's the squadron that ran during the finals because they couldn't fly with one man down!"

"Don't mind him Jim he's just your daily bigshot who wants to fight." Lee said with urgency.

"Hey look! They got a freshmen flying their 5th leg, bet he can't even fly yet!" The leader of the crowd stated.

"How about you shut the fuck up, fat ass!" I yelled back. My jimmies were officially rustled.

"You want to go freshmen!" He yelled back.

"Dammit Jim! He a senior, he'll kick your ass!" Cisco whispered.

"Just try and hit me pally!" I retaliated. My blood was pumping.

The senior approached cracked his knuckles and put his fist in a fighting stance. He was 6.5 ft. and had black hair. He was more of the heavier side, but had a lot of muscle. I threw my fist up and said. "Whenever you're ready pal!"

He immediately swung his right fist at my head I ducked and retaliated with a blow to the stomach. He chuckled. He then swung an upper cut and I parried to the left, did a roll toward his knees, and hit him in the back of the knees. This made him unstable, so as he took a step back to regain balance I tripped him. He fell, and I kicked him in the face. He got up quickly and pulled out a switch blade.

"Never play leap frog with a unicorn." He said pissed off. At that moment a person came out from the diner and broke us up. He then scolded us and said the next time that we would be kicked out of school. Turns out he was the president of the student council. He was 6.0 ft. with black hair and glasses. The senior was not happy but didn't want to get kicked out on his last year. I didn't want to get kicked out on my first so we went our separate ways.

Me and the squadron went to the dorms, as it was 6:00 pm and we had to prepare for tomorrow.

"Jim, meet here at 5:00 am tomorrow, we have daily P.T." I groaned and went to my dorm. We were all next to each other, I guess because we were in the same squadron.

_well I hoped you enjoyed I'll take suggestions on how this should go. No pun intended at the fight.