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Syd pulled into the parking lot at the convention and found there to be a rather small amount of cars there. She walked into the building and found the assembly room packed with only about 50 people or so. Sydney frowned, wishing that more woman were able to get into law enforcement. She sighed as she walked to the check in table.
"Hey y'all, I'm Charlene!" said the overly cheerful attendant at the table, "How can I help y'all now?"
Syd smiled and said,
"I'm just here to check in."
Charlene smiled and continued, "All righty then! What's your name?"
"Ranger Sydney Cooke."
"Well what do ya know!" Charlene exclaimed as she checked off Syd's name and leaned over to talk to the woman sitting next to her.
"Looks like we got ourselves a real Texas Ranger now!"
"Yah, that's me. What do you do?" Sydney asked, trying to be polite even though the woman's accent was really starting to get to her.
"Me? Well, I'm just a regular police officer. We don't have too many rangers at this ol' convention. Oh, by the way, this here's my friend Caitlin."
The woman next to Charlene smiled shyly and said, to Sydney's relief without any hint of an accent,
"Nice to meet you Ranger Cooke."
Syd smiled back and said, "Please, call me Sydney."
Sydney was then pushed aside by the large group of woman who had just entered the room and were waiting to check in. Sydney wandered around the large room and sat down at one of the tables. Syd couldn't help but feel out of place here, she felt tomboyish even around other kick-butt woman.
She didn't mind being a tomboy, she liked it. But it was awkward being around a bunch of girls without a male in sight. Syd always felt more comfortable around men, more relaxed. Kind of like she was around Gage, Walker, Trivette, and C.D. She was okay around Alex, but that's only because she knew her really well. Sydney was glad when some girls came finally came to her table and introduced themselves.
"Hello, I'm Carey." said the first.
She was a tall, red headed, pretty looking woman. Sydney could tell right away that she was a bit of a softie.
The second introduced herself as Elizabeth. She was also pretty, but almost as short as Sydney.
The last one was Megan. She was obviously the toughest of the group. She had short brown hair and was easily the tallest person in the room. Her muscles were huge, and not the type of person you wanted to mess with.
But all of them were very nice and Syd found herself even relaxing a bit. About twenty minutes later their host went up to the platform and told them to take their seats. Sydney was pleased when Caitlin sat at the table, and tried not wince when Charlene sat as well with her over the top accent.
Surprisingly, Syd found herself enjoying the assembly. Suddenly, she was glad she had decided to go. She hadn't bee sure at first, but her gut had told her to go. And so she did. And Sydney was glad she did. She found herself laughing along with the other women, and highly intriuged by the speakers. By far, Sydney decided, the convention was the most fun she had had in ages. Or at least, it started out that way . . .