"Today is going to be a living hell. I can just feel it," I said to myself as I climbed into the passenger seat.

"Ready?" Soap asked as he shook me awake. We were pulling into my school's driveway already.

"Wha?" I asked still trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes.

Soap parked and let me out. I grabbed my book bag and walked in. A lot of my friends were here already.

"MEGAN!" Jackie screamed as she tackle hugged me. I was ready for it this time, so she didn't knock me down.

"Hey," I said as I hugged her back. I sat at my usual spot at the table. At least it was my usual spot when I was there.

"You need to stop missing school," she commented sitting across from me.

"It's not like I'm trying to miss it. It just happens."

"You have a lot of stuff to make up."

"No I don't. I don't have to make up anything. Whenever I'm out, the school just says I did it and gives me my average on the assignment. It's a great way to keep my grades up."

"Lucky," Jackie glared.

I laughed. Then the bell rang. We went to our classrooms to get our stuff for patrol duty. I wondered how many 3rd graders there would be to attack me with a hug.

Apparently all of them. I was buried under a pile of 3rd graders for a few minutes until my friends managed to get them all off of me.

"Are you alright?" Jackie asked helping me up.

"Yeah, fine," I replied brushing the dirt off of my pants.

"There's something you don't see every day," she said.

"Is there one day where I can just be a normal kid with a normal life? Nothing out of the ordinary happening just an average day?" I asked to no one in particular.

"At least you get to do stuff every day. If I even thought about going near a gun my parents would kill me. Forget joining the military," she complained.

"Like I told you last month, once you turn 18 you can do whatever you want, and they can't make you do anything anymore," I told her.

The bell rang for us to take the kids inside. I took 3rd grade to their room and headed back to my room.

Everyone attacked me with a hug.

"Let go I can't breathe!" I exclaimed.

Everyone let go and all tried to have a conversation with me at once.

All I heard was, "We heard what happened in Russia, are you alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I said shrugging them off.

Our teacher came in and we all took our seats. Surprisingly, the rest of my day was relatively normal. At least until it was time for me to go back to the base.

"Hey kid," Soap said as I was stepping out of the truck.

"Hey," I said practically dragging my book bag.

"You look tired," he commented.

I rolled my eyes and kept walking for the barracks.

Soap decided to follow me.

"Soap, did you know that the last person that followed me around lost a finger?" I asked walking a bit faster.

Soap walked in the other direction.

I put all my stuff away and sat on my bed. I honestly had no idea what to do right now. I didn't have any homework to do, and I never studied for any tests.

"You look really bored right now," Archer said as he came in.

"What is with everyone pointing out the obvious today?" I asked in slight annoyance. I know I looked bored. Ok, move on.

"Sorry Miss Touchy," Archer said in a hurt voice.

I looked at him.

"Really?" I asked.

Archer got up and left. I headed for the Mess Hall.

I got in and smelled something awesome.

"And she's gonna go off in 5, 4, 3, 2…" Someone counted down

"OH MY GOD IT'S TACO NIGHT!" I screamed running for the line. All I heard was laughter behind me.

I didn't eat anything for lunch, so I got four overstuffed tacos.

"Again, you're not even that big. How the bloody hell are you going to eat all of that?" Ghost asked as he sat down next to me.

I didn't have time to answer. I was already busy stuffing my face.

Soap, Roach, and Price sat down around me as well.

Soap and Roach started laughing when they saw me. Price however wasn't so amused.

"You need to learn some manners kid," He said unrolling a fork and a knife.

I swallowed. "I do have manners. I just chose whether or not I use them," I said. Then I continued to stuff my face.

About twenty minutes later, I finished my four tacos and second helpings of two more, I was finally stuffed.

Ghost poked my stomach.

"Eh," I complained stretching.

"Oh goodness, please don't puke all over the place," Ghost said inching away from me.

"If you'd quit poking me, then I won't," I said.

"Well, we all need to get to bed. We have a long day tomorrow," Soap announced getting up.

"Eh, do I have to move?" I asked. I was so full that I couldn't move an inch.

"Alright kid," Soap said picking me up. He carried me all the way to the barracks. He put me in my bed and I was asleep just before my head hit the pillow.