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Abby closed the door behind her then turned to face the girls.
"Here are your ID badges, they double as room keys so DON'T lose em'." Harley took hers and looked at it before putting it around her neck.
"Neat." Chelsea on the other hand looked somewhat appalled at her picture.
"Ah! How could they use such a HORRIBLE picture of me! I look so….fat!" Ziva, Kate, Abby, and Harley looked a bit oddly at the girl who was twig thin but toned.
"Chels, they used the picture you sent them with your application." Chelsea turned to Harley,
"What was I thinking!" Harley was taken aback by surprise. Kate sighed and walked over to Chelsea.
"Don't worry about it first and second you are not fat, by any means. You look wonderful."
"Speak for yourself!" Chelsea turned and stalked to the bathroom. Kate looked somewhat confused by the girls response.
"I was only trying to help." Ziva shot a look at the bathroom.
"Sheesh, what's her problem?" Kate looked at Ziva and shrugged. There was a knock on the door causing Abby to open it again. McGee stuck his head in.
"Hey, uhhh Gibbs wants us to meet in our room; he just got a copy of the master schedule." They nodded; Ziva and Abby followed McGee out, while Kate told Harley to head down to dinner. They would all meet there later.
Kate left for the boys' room passing the three of them as she entered. She felt she was being started at so she looked out of the corner of her eye to see Jason staring at her from down the hall. 'Oh great' she thought closing the door.
"So we got our schedule?" everyone else nodded.
"Fun." Kate took the schedule from Tony.
Schedule for "US Special Forces Camp". (parentheses) Denotes an assistant, not a teacher.
BREAKFAST
8:00-10:00 Breakfast As Assigned
8:00-10:00
(note students participating in these classes have willing agreed to forfit thier breakfast times for an earlier one provided by the hotel at 7:30)
Anatomy & Physiology Dr. Mallard/(Palmer)
Computer Basics Todd/McGee
Undercover Farnell
10:00-12:00
Kickboxing Todd/Dinozzo/(David)
Fitness Merek/Trada
Technologies McGee
Interrogation Technique Brass/Grissom
The Criminal Mind Gideon
The Un-American Way Cane
Seat of Power Sheppard
AFTERNOON A
1200-1300Lunch A as Assigned
1300-1500
History of Marine Gibbs
History of Army Granthum
History of Air force Merek
History of Coast Guard Braswell
Secret Service Todd
Patriotism Cane
AFTERNOON B
(AB)1200-1400
Amerish History Dr. Mallard
Weight Lifting Dinozzo
The Right Direction Sheppard
1400-1500 Lunch B As Assigned
EARLY EVENING
1500-1700
Field Training Gibbs/Merek/Braswell/(David)
Combat Training Granthum/Trada/Cane
How to deal with the female coworker Dinozzo/Farnell
How to deal with the male coworker Sheppard/Todd
1700-1800 Open Gym/Dinner Prep As Assigned
DINNER A
1800-2000 Dinner A As Assigned
Public Speaking Sheppard/Farnell
Computer Work Todd/Merek
Save a life Braswell/Palmer
Wrestling Trada
DINNER B
1800-2000
Lab Ratting 101 Scuito/McGee
Psychology Dr. Mallard
Foreign Affairs David
2000-2200 Dinner B As Assigned
2200-2300
Down Time As Assigned
Kate stared blankly at the paper.
"Tony…teaching a class, about girls?" Tony grinned and threw his arm around Kate.
"I know. I can't wait to see those eager faces of all those unstructured young men, waiting to be enlightened in the art of dealing with the female co-worker." His head whipped to the right as Kate slapped him across the face.
Harley walked over to her table, noting Marc was already sitting there. As she sat down she noticed him watching her out of the corner of his eye.
"We have to sit with our teams."
"I don't do teams."
"Well then we have to sit with our groups."
"I don't do groups."
"Ok." Harley shrugged and went back to eating. He bit his lip and glared.
"Do you have to be so….nice?" His voice dripped with acid.
"No, I just am." He stared at her in silence expecting her to ask why he was so mean. It didn't happen.
"Aren't you going to ask why I'm so mean or whatever?" She gazed back at him.
"No. It's your business not mine. If you want to me know, I would expect you would tell me. Or hint at you wanting me to ask, which you haven't." He looked at her in surprise. No one, especially a girl had actually gone this long without being obnoxious in some manner or just leaving. Maybe he was wrong with his first impression of her. Silently he relaxed a little, though he was still rigid in stature. The seat next to Harley moved and Jason sat down, before shoveling food into his mouth. Chelsea, who had just sat down between Harley and Marc, looked at him in disgust before looking at her food in the same manner. As Alex took the last seat at the table before Chelsea what was wrong. She looked back at him.
"This food, if you can even call it that, is beyond gross. Look at it! It's seeping with grease and dripping with fat. Pizza? So not good for me, and these french fries have the nutritional value of pulp!" Everyone there looked at her in surprise.
"Why does it matter?" Marc hissed. Chelsea glared at him.
"Umm, it's unhealthy."
"Well just don't eat it. Isn't that what your types do anyway?" Chelsea looked viciously at him.
"I'll have you know…" The blooming argument was interrupted by a very loud belch. Everyone turned and looked at Jason. He grinned.
"Nice dude. 7 out of 10." Jason turned to Alex looking offended.
"Se…sev…SEVEN! Well then let's see what you got captain of the starship lame-o." Alex scoffed, before his soda and chugging it all in one giant gulp. Chelsea looked even more disgusted, while Harley watched with a raised eyebrow. Alex leaned back took a few gulps of air, and…
BBBBUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRBBB
Now everyone in the whole dining hall stared at their table. Alex sat up and grinned at Jason. Jason was thoroughly surprised. But didn't like being outdone, so in stead of admitting defeat turned to Marc.
"Ok, we've both had our turn. What about you?" Marc glowered at him.
"I'm not getting involved in your stupid childish game." Jason sneered.
"What's tha' matter? Afraid you'll lose demon boy?" Marc growled tensing up. Harley noticed and turned to Jason.
"Jason! Stop it. You're not being funny, you're being mean."
"Hey, stay out of it Ms. Goody Two-Shoes."
"I don't need you to defend me, especially against him." Jason turned to Marc.
"What's that supposed to mean fa…"
"It means you should shut up." Everyone turned and saw Gibbs standing rigidly behind Harley.
"Now I don't know what has been going on, but it better stop. You are under my command here, and I will not having you acting like a bunch of hoodlums! Is that understood?" Everyone nodded. Gibbs turned to Jason.
"I do not ever want to hear that from you again Emerald, and that includes your 'display'. The rest of us have the curtsey of with holding our bodily functions, so you can to. Hooper, the same goes for you and you had also better not ever do it for the sake of a dare or game when you are at dinner or in any other public setting. Lavery, I've said it once, and this will be my last time; keep you attitude in order!" Gibbs went to walk away but shot one last look at Chelsea.
"And Ms. Darton, eat. NOW." He stalked off while the kids sat there in silence before finishing their meals, listing to a welcoming speech and then heading off to bed so they could catch a good start the next day for their first real day at camp.
Ok, so chapter 3 out of the way and working on chapter 4. Have fun if you choose to participate in my 'contest'. Remember leave your response on your reviews. And as a note to my reviewers. THANK YOU! All feedback is appreciated:)