later that night
After orinentation, Ann went out with Danny jr., his friends, and the girls in her sleeping barrack along with some nurses. They went to a small bar callled The Copper Door for drinks and dancing. Ann and the other girls got something without alcohol because they weren't old enough to drink.
Most of the nurses and the other girls in her sleeping quarters were trying to get on the good sides of the male pilots which apparently wasn't to hard by the way things were going. Ann and Danny jr. laughed as one of the pilots named Kurt stumbled over himself trying to dance with Kerri, Kerri seemed to think it was cute.
Danny jr. and Ann simply sat at the table snickering now and then at cheesy pickup lines and such. " God that is really a bad one, I mean come on who the hell would say something like that" said Ann in repulse. " I don't know, a drunk pilot" said Danny jr. suggestively. " Yeah, obviously" said Ann. " And if you have another one of those things methinks you are going to be a "drunk" pilot" added Ann with a soft giggle. " That wasn't really funny" said Danny jr. trying not to laugh. " Well I happen to think it is hilarious" replied Ann. " Hilarious my ass" muttered Danny jr. " I guess it all has to do with the perspective of the person" said Ann stopping Danny jr. from going back up to the bar. " Christ Danny, what do you think you are doing" she had said pulling him back into his seat. She really didn't have the patience to put up with him drunk.
the next day
Ann woke up early before the crack of dawn. This was out of sheer obligation owing to the fact that the bell had sounded and everyone was now shuffling into uniforms. Ann stopped to look at her dog tags as she put them on.
Name- Ann Colleen DeWitt. Age- 18. Gender- F. Home- Tennesee. Religion- none. Ann grinned smugly to herself. When she applied for the air force, she had said no religion. Sure her dad was Catholic but it didn't mean she practiced anything. She could honestly care less about religion.
Within the next few moments Ann and the rest of the new pilots were out to start training. Ann looked up at the massive steel birds in front of her and memories of really her first flight filled her head until she was snapped back to reality by Col. Dollitle who was still in the air force. They after touring the area a bit went in to receive a operation manual. Ann followed Col. Dollitle in reading the book, seemed easy enough.
a/n- this is really pathetic. I have zip clue on how the air force works, how dog tags are set up and no clue on how an airplane works. With that said, i had better appologize for not writing sooner. I have been busy and have had a wee bit of writers block. Oh yes, i will be on vacay soon so i don't know when i will be able to post more.
After orinentation, Ann went out with Danny jr., his friends, and the girls in her sleeping barrack along with some nurses. They went to a small bar callled The Copper Door for drinks and dancing. Ann and the other girls got something without alcohol because they weren't old enough to drink.
Most of the nurses and the other girls in her sleeping quarters were trying to get on the good sides of the male pilots which apparently wasn't to hard by the way things were going. Ann and Danny jr. laughed as one of the pilots named Kurt stumbled over himself trying to dance with Kerri, Kerri seemed to think it was cute.
Danny jr. and Ann simply sat at the table snickering now and then at cheesy pickup lines and such. " God that is really a bad one, I mean come on who the hell would say something like that" said Ann in repulse. " I don't know, a drunk pilot" said Danny jr. suggestively. " Yeah, obviously" said Ann. " And if you have another one of those things methinks you are going to be a "drunk" pilot" added Ann with a soft giggle. " That wasn't really funny" said Danny jr. trying not to laugh. " Well I happen to think it is hilarious" replied Ann. " Hilarious my ass" muttered Danny jr. " I guess it all has to do with the perspective of the person" said Ann stopping Danny jr. from going back up to the bar. " Christ Danny, what do you think you are doing" she had said pulling him back into his seat. She really didn't have the patience to put up with him drunk.
the next day
Ann woke up early before the crack of dawn. This was out of sheer obligation owing to the fact that the bell had sounded and everyone was now shuffling into uniforms. Ann stopped to look at her dog tags as she put them on.
Name- Ann Colleen DeWitt. Age- 18. Gender- F. Home- Tennesee. Religion- none. Ann grinned smugly to herself. When she applied for the air force, she had said no religion. Sure her dad was Catholic but it didn't mean she practiced anything. She could honestly care less about religion.
Within the next few moments Ann and the rest of the new pilots were out to start training. Ann looked up at the massive steel birds in front of her and memories of really her first flight filled her head until she was snapped back to reality by Col. Dollitle who was still in the air force. They after touring the area a bit went in to receive a operation manual. Ann followed Col. Dollitle in reading the book, seemed easy enough.
a/n- this is really pathetic. I have zip clue on how the air force works, how dog tags are set up and no clue on how an airplane works. With that said, i had better appologize for not writing sooner. I have been busy and have had a wee bit of writers block. Oh yes, i will be on vacay soon so i don't know when i will be able to post more.
