Yeah, so just flashbacks for this chapter... Hope you enjoy them. There might be a couple other chapters like this in the future. I think.

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Chapter 9
A Day In The Life


Ratliff

After skipping the first lesson together up on the roof, Riker and Ratliff really did get to know each other up there. Now, it was like they had practically known each other since the day they were born. Then they realised that they had the same lesson next, but it was a lesson they both liked so they decided to go it. Though, when they arrived they did get funny looks off the other students as they have never seen Riker and Ratliff interact with each other ever, so it came as a little bit of a shock to them all. Tristan seemed more shocked that anybody, Connor wasn't in that class.

So when they got into that class they said bye before Riker went over to his friends and Ratliff went over to Tristan. He sat down on the table next to Tristan, like he normally does. "Hey." Ratliff said.

"Hey..." Tristan said, in an unsure tone. He looked over to Riker and then to Ratliff, not being sure of what to make of them both being together and interacting. He didn't have a problem with it, he just found it weird. "How come you arrived with him?" Tristan asked "you weren't in English either. Neither of you were... I haven't seen you since you kicked the ball on the roof. Were you with him?"

Ratliff nodded "Er, yeah. I went up to the roof and he was there, I wasn't going to bother with him seen as though I've never spoken to him in my life. But, I couldn't help but wonder why he was up there. He told me he was skipping English because he doesn't like it, and I thought 'hey, there's a chance to miss a lesson and not put up with Baxter for an hour'," Ratliff explained to Tristan, he saw relief rush through him. He gave him a weird look "You look relieved by something?"

Tristan nodded "Oh, yeah. It's nothing I thought you, know... you were turning to the-" Tristan flopped his hand, like a queer, to Ratliff "-other side if you get what I mean." He said, raising his eyebrows.

Ratliff laughed, being insulted, before punching him in the arm "Shut up. Just because I talk to someone for the first time doesn't mean I'm suddenly turning to the 'other side'," Ratliff said trying to get that across to him, though it is Tristan so he wasn't exactly that surprised. "That's like me saying you and Connor are turning to the other side because you guys hang out without me."

Tristan shrugged, raising his eye brows "We could be, you just wouldn't know." Tristan said, joking of course.

Ratliff put his hand to his heart, as if gushing "Awe, does this mean I get to be best man at your wedding?" He asked, also joking.

"No, you get to be court jester, Ratliff. We've been over this already."

Ratliff laughed, shoving him again "Screw off."

"Ratliff, Tristan," The teacher called from the front "there's a time and a place for getting all touchy feely with one another."

"Sir," Tristan said, acting hurt with his hands on his chest to his heart "you can not deny a love like that."

"Yeah, yeah," the teacher said, getting ready to teach the class "why don't you two go take that love to the bedroom after school."

"Maybe we will, maybe we won't, you'll never know." Tristan shrugged, joking.

Ratliff shook his head, laughing slightly, and wiping his face with his hands. How he found a friend like Tristan he had no idea. He was definitely a special guy. Ratliff took his hands from his face, and noticed Riker looking in his direction laughing a little bit, Ratliff smiled at him a little before going on to pay attention as the teacher began to teach.

After the bell went for the end of lesson, it meant it was break. Ratliff left the classroom without Tristan as he had to stay behind to talk to the teacher about something, which meant Ratliff had to go meet Connor on his own.

He came out of the classroom and walked over to his locker, which was luckily straight across from the class he was in. When he opened the locker, he failed to notice Riker standing a couple lockers down away from him talking to some small petite, brown haired girl. As he was putting his book in the locker, he noticed them both and smiled a little bit. It was nice Riker had a girlfriend. Or a friend that's a girl. He can't really tell.

He came away from that and shut his locker, turning around to go meet Connor at the usual spot where they always do.

Ratliff began to walk away from his locker when someone slapped him round the back of the head with a book and roughly draped their arm around him, almost like they jumped to do it. Ratliff didn't even have to look to see who it was. It was Connor. He turned his head "I thought you had a lesson downstairs..." Ratliff said.

Connor shook his head "Nope. Well, my class did. I was in there for about ten minutes before the teacher decided to kick me out."

"What did you do?"

"Apparently, I was being a distraction to the person next to me."

"How?"

Connor shrugged "Beats me. I think the teacher just can't stand the sight of me."

Ratliff went to go say something when he heard a very familiar female voice calling him. He turned around where he saw Mrs Hayes standing in the doorway of the classroom, where he then remembered her had to go see her at break like she said. Ratliff sighed heavily, looking at Connor "I gotta go, Mrs Hayes wants me, I'll see you later." He said, patting him on the shoulder before walking over to her.

Mrs Hayes let Ratliff into the room and shut the door once he was in it. She motioned for Ratliff to sit at the front near her desk, she leant on her desk in front of him "You know, it's your senior year, I'd have thought you'd of grown up a little bit by now." She said.

Ratliff shrugged "What would you do if someone kicked a ball at your head that was more than likely on purpose?" Ratliff asked, trying to defend himself. Mrs Hayes made a small head movement, that showed she agreed with him a little. Ratliff sighed, sitting back into his chair "Go on then, what's my verdict. Detention after school for a week? More and more homework? Expelled for a few days?"

"No," Mrs Hayes said, playing with something on her desk "I'll let you off this time," she tore her eyes away from what she was playing with and over to Ratliff, smiling a little "I think there is a possibility I could see some change in you this year."

Ratliff cocked his head "What do you mean?"

"I'm not gonna lie, you, Tristan and Connor make an amazing threesome, you're all hilarious together," she said, standing up straight and folding her arms "but... I saw you today. Coming down from the roof with Riker Lynch. After first lesson. Which meant, you both skipped lesson together."

"Oh.." Ratliff said, hissing slightly "yeah..." he leaned on the desk he was sitting at "I've never spoken to him in my entire life. He was just sat up there looking like a loner, I thought I might as well find out why he was up there. I did. Found out we both had something in common. We both can't stand English with Mr Baxter," he explained to her, making Mrs Hayes smile slightly and becoming more interested in this by the way she sat on her desk again "then we got talking a little more, found out more things about one another. I mean, it's like I've known him all my life even though I've only talked to him for an hour? Have you ever had that before? It's strange... it's like I've found... I don't know how to say it..."

"Your other half?"

"No!" Ratliff said, looking disgusted and shaking his head "hell no! Ew!- Well, yeah," he admitted "but not in that way. You know, like friendly way. You just find that friend in your life or have that friend in your life that-" he saw the funny look that he was getting from Mrs Hayes, the look of confusion which meant she had no idea where he was going with that and honestly, neither did he "never mind. I have no idea where I was going with that."

Mrs Hayes nodded "Yeah."

Ratliff sighed again "Taking it I'm going to get into trouble for skipping lesson though?"

Mrs Hayes looked like she had to think about it a little before looking back at Ratliff "No," she answered "I'm going to let you off just this one time because I think you may have just found yourself a new friend there, Ellington."

Ratliff let out a small laugh, keeping the smile on his face "Did your husband put something in your drink this morning?" He asked "because you would have never of let me off like that ever. I mean I should have a pile of text books and deten-"

"Are you trying to change my mind?" she asked.

"No."

"Then go before you do."

Ratliff nodded, getting up quickly from where he stood "Bye."

Mrs Hayes waved at Ratliff as he left.

Ross & Rocky

"C'mon, Ross! Hit it harder!"

Ross was in a training room in the base at Utah, punching a punching bag as hard as he could that was being held by his best friend Brad. The reason why he was doing this was because Will wanted him, Brad and Rocky to have more experience in war and fighting as well as working over here at the base. Hence why he was sending them over to help out in Afghanistan for a little while before coming back over here.

Apparently, Rocky and Brad were completely fine it was just Ross who needed to toughen up a little bit. Hence why Brad is helping him right now. "Ross, if you're not almost knocking me to the floor, clearly you're not strong enough!"

"Shut up!" Ross snapped at him, continuing to punch the bag.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Brad said, beginning to grin "am I annoying you?"

"Yes! Now be quiet so I can concentrate!"

"Concentrate on what?" Brad questioned "having the strength of a kitten? You don't have to concentrate on that Ross, I think you've got that one hands down without a shadow of a doubt." He said, feeling Ross beginning to punch the bag harder. "C'mon, Ross, I think my five year old cousin can punch harder than this!"

Ross did his best to ignore Brad's comments that he thought were so amusing to himself, but he couldn't. "Wait a minute, I think she can," Brad continued "actually... should I call up my Aunt? I could tell her to bring her down here so you and her can have a contest against each other to see who's got more-"

Before Brad even got the chance to finish off the sentence, Ross punch the bag with all the force he had that it sent Brad flying back onto the floor with the punching bag on top of him. "-Strength..." Brad finished off, after landing on his back on the floor with the bag on top of him "ow..."

Ross took the gloves off that were on his hands and walked over to the table near the door to the room, to put the gloves on and get a drink. As he was taking a quick drink, he smelt something horrible. "Eww," Ross said, sounding disgusted as well as looking it "what the hell is that smell."

"I don't know," Brad said, getting up from the floor "probably you."

Ross picked up the boxing glove and threw it so it hit Brad in the side of the head. Brad laughed "I'm kidding," Brad said. He took one step forwards where he began to smell the horrible stench Ross could as well, he coughed holding his arm over his mouth and nose "oh my god. What the heck."

"Yeah, its bad isn't it." Ross said, who now had both his hands covering his mouth and nose.

"It's probably the scientists testing out the chemicals and whatever other shit they've got down there," Brad said, coughing a little "you'd have thought they'd close the door or have air vents or something."

Ross nodded in agreement as Rocky and Will came walking through the door, who could both obviously smell the same smell Brad and Ross could. Will shut the door as they came through "I'm starting to think that maybe they should move this room away from here."

Ross and Brad reluctantly took their hands away from their nose and mouth, in case the door hadn't blocked the smell. But it did luckily, well most of it. Will turned around and faced the two boys "So, how's it going you two?" He asked.

"Great." Ross answered.

Will nodded "Good. I hope you've toughened up now."

Brad nodded "Oh, he has. He only just managed to knock me on the floor today. About ten seconds ago."

Rocky laughed "Turns out you do have more strength than a five year old."

Ross flipped Rocky off with his middle finger. "Well, I hope you've toughened up a whole lot more, because next week is when you guys go over there," Will told them "Only for a month or two. Then you guys come back to here to Utah, and decide whether if you're better off as a soldier, working here or both."

"What day?" Rocky asked.

"Thursday. So you guys get to go home now, leave the base and come back on Wednesday during the day at any time you want so you guys can set off the next day."

Ross nodded "Will you be there on Wednesday and Thursday?" he asked.

Will nodded, with a small smile "Of course I will. You don't think I'd let my three favourite boys go off for two months without saying goodbye do you?" he asked, they all either shrugged or shook their heads "good. Now, you all better get packing and go home. I'll see you all next week before you go." he smiled before exiting the room, with his arm over his mouth and nose to cover them from the smell. He shut the door behind them.

"Woo," Ross said sarcastically, picking up what he had brought with him in the room and heading towards the door with Rocky and Brad "let's go pack to go home, only to pack up again and head to our deaths."

"Shut up, Ross," Brad said "we'll be fine. Chances are nothing major will happen whilst we're over there anyway. Everyone who's been in this base has done it before and came back fine, stayed or gone back over."

"Yeah," Ross said, as now they were heading down the hallway of the base with something covering their mouths or noses "but most of them are old. So therefore, there was no war over in Afghanistan when they started. I mean, I thought you had to go through some other process to be a soldier over there."

Rocky let out a small laugh "Obviously not if you work for this place. The Government slash Army."

"Well, to be fair. They did kind of train us all before we came here like we were soldiers anyway, so I don't see why we should make a big deal about it," Brad said "the chances are the only scary thing we'll face over there is one of those big, gigantic spiders everyone's always talking about."

Ross scoffed "If I see one of them in the room we stay in, I'm coming home before two months is up."

Brad sighed, putting his hand on Ross's shoulder "If you see one of those spiders... You'll be coming home in a coffin due to a heart attack."

Ross slapped Brad's arm away from him, whereas Rocky was laughing his ass off at him.


Yeah, sorry about the short chapter again haha. Though, is nearly 3,000 words short? Idk. It seems short.

Thanks for reading.

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