[CHAPTER 2]
"Wait, Jackson?"
As soon as I looked up my brother jumped out of his seat and yelled "AL? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?" "you know, a 'nice to see you again' would be good" "don't you get sassy on me Al, now answer me, what are you doing here?" "after what happened I needed to get out of there" just thinking about what happened made me cringe, when he saw my face he's features softened "I'm sorry sweetheart, come here" we hugged like no one was watching, but someone had to ruin.
"So, who are this beautiful ladies bumpkin and captain?" I blushed as I saw who this voice belonged, he was tall, much taller than me, and totally handsome. Oh gosh he's looking at me. Calm down and introduce your squad.
"Captain Alasca Jackson, I'm his sister, that is private Jazzmine Miller, your captain's daughter, sargeant Lauren Smith, corporal Lucy Ryan and privates Olive and Margaret Dawson."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Private First Class Richard Reiben, this is private Stanley Mellish or fish, corporal Tim Upham or Upchuck and medic Irwin Wade."
"Oh, and i'm thinking you came up with all this nicknames" "yes I did darling, you want one?" "no thanks, and don't call me darling, I'm a captain not one of your slut-friends" "you wish I did to you what I did to my friends." He's right, I'd love that he would do me. Al don't you dare think like that! "Reiben, you're my best friend and i love you, but I'll rip off your balls if you try something with my little sister!" "ok, geez, you know, you can be a mood killer sometimes."
"Girls, we're staying here, 3 hours of sleep and we're out" "yes sir"
Right now we were all sitting in a circle talking about each others, I was right in front of Reiben and he was looking at me and biting his lip, oh gosh, he looked so hot right now. Focus Al, he's your brother's best friend.
"So, do you have nicknames?" that brought me out of my toughts, it was Mellish.
"Yeah, I mean, kinda, not like you have"
"Yeah, they call me Jazz, we call Margaret MJ, Olive is Pop, Lauren is Lau, Lucy is Lu and Alasca is Al"
"why don't you have a medic or a sharpshooter" I felt the tears acumulate in my eyes as I stand up and left the church.
Jazz's POV
"They died in Omaha, me, Micha, the sharpshooter and Al were best friends, Al and Lin, our medic, blamed themselves, Lin commited suicide after not being able to save her fiancée, but we still have a sharpshooter" Jazz said, and received sad looks out of everyone and then a hand was put in her shoulder, it was Jackson "who?" "Al, she's pretty good"
They all saw Reiben leaving the church, Jackson glaring at all the moves the brooklyn native did."He better not fuck things up"
