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The new girl was cute. In fact, she was Sydney Drew.
Bridge gaped for a few solid minutes as he watched the Olympian/model/singer sit down at the end of one of the long tables in the mess hall, staring at her tray of institution food with a cocked eyebrow and a look of apprehension. Bridge was so busy staring, in fact, that he missed when his roommate brushed past him, having finished at the lunch line, and now going to sit down in one of the empty seats in front of Sydney Drew. Bridge hastened to follow.
Sky was digging into his meal methodically, completely ignoring the boy sitting next to him, and the girl sitting across from him. "How can you eat that?" Sydney Drew asked, looking a little disgusted by either Sky or his meal choice.
"Filled with nutrients," said Sky shortly, not meeting her eyes.
"I'd rather have a burger," remarked Bridge, having just taken a bite of the blob he presumed was his main course.
"Me too," groaned Sydney Drew. Bridge chanced a glance at her, and she was smiling at him. He bit the bullet, sticking out his hand. "Hi, I'm Bridge."
She shook it. "I'm—-"
"Sydney Drew," he said. "I know. I have your CD."
"What a coincidence, so do I."
Bridge couldn't tell if she was irritated by him or not. "Which level are you?" he asked.
"D," she said.
"I'm in the D squad, too," he said cheerfully.
"So we're teammates, then?" Bridge had known that Sydney Drew was hot, but he was surprised to find that in person, she had a very warm personality, and a sweet smile. He felt remarkably at ease around her, and nodded. "Well, if we're teammates," she continued, "then you can call me Syd. All my friends do."
Bridge grinned. "Cool. Syd. I like that."
Syd nodded at Sky, who was now just about clearing his tray. "He doesn't talk much, does he."
"This is my roommate Sky," said Bridge. "And no."
"Hey, Sky?" she asked, gently prodding his arm until he looked up. "Hi," she said, when she had his attention, "I was just wondering what exactly it is that we're eating."
"Academy cooking, specifically designed and engineered to provide the exact combination of nutrients and vitamins to provide us with full strength for training and missions." It was the most Bridge had heard Sky say yet.
"They might as well put it in pill form," remarked Bridge, poking at his tray again. "Same amount of flavor."
"It's good for you."
"Uh-huh." Bridge lay down his plastic utensil and smiled at his newest friend. "Syd, want to cut out of here and grab some real food?"
"You're on," she said with a grin, although she did offer a goodbye to Sky on her way out. Neither of them noticed the look that Sky cast in their direct as they exited together.