I was sick last night, so I'm writing another chapter. Review please!!
Two years had passed and the war was getting worse by the second. Danny and Sam have been married for two years and were now cleaned. Sam was different then she used to be. She now wore a nanny outfit that was like the maid's outfit, only with a greenish color instead of black. Sam didn't wear a bonnet. Her black hair was straight down and long. It was too expensive to cut her hair, so it grew longer then it once was. Her hands had grown more rough and her lips were now a pink color, she wore no makeup, and her face was so tanish. Danny also had changed. His hair had grown so long, he had to ponytail it, he was also cleaner, you could smell the fresh oils that were put on him. He wore a white T-shirt, blue jeans, and some black tennis shoes. He laid back on his bed with his arms under his head. He heard steps from his lovely wife who was just done with her nanny job.
"Hey hon, you stressed?" Asked Danny.
"Terribly," answered Sam.
"I could care for the kids too you know," told Danny.
"Yeah, but it must be too much trouble for you darling," said Sam as she kissed him on the cheek.
"It's not much trouble, I'm only doing the outside work while you stay at home all day," said Danny as Sam started laughing.
You could hear the door opening, Beth was home. Danny and Sam went downstairs to her as you see the old woman with a poor look on her face.
"The ships are gonna take all the Middle Class people out, the war is too much for their safety," told Beth as the couple nodded.
"We heard, Danny and I decided to go and fight the war. We're officially Middle Class and Danny got a letter yesterday to go out to war," said Sam.
"I wish you the luck for both of you," told Beth as the two nodded and left out the house.
Sam and Danny waved goodbye to Beth as she entered the ship and walked on their way to Military Base. The filthy rich didn't have to go to war, but the Middle and low Class people 16 and older had to go. The women going, was an option. They had to learn how to shoot right, how to hide, and what to expect. The costumes were extremely uncomfortable for the two of them, but they decided to put up with it. They got to their tents where the sleeping bags were.
"I'm scared Danny, this whole war thing has gone bazaar since we got married," said Sam.
"Don't worry sweetheart, everything's gonna be ok," whispered Danny as Sam nodded.
Danny heard something outside the tent and saw an older woman with red hair that went down her back. She was about two years older then him and he knew who she was.
"Jazz?" Shocked Sam as the woman turned around startled.
"How do you know me?" Asked Jazz.
"It's me, Danny," told Danny as her jaw dropped.
"Oh my gosh!" Shouted Jazz as Danny got out of his tent and hugged her tight, "I thought you were dead!"
"I thought so too Jazz, especially after the accident," cried Danny.
"Who's this?" Asked Sam.
"This is my sister Jazz, I thought she was dead," said Danny.
"How'd you escape?" Asked Jazz.
"I snuck out the window," told Danny, "I . . . was trying to sneak into Paulina's place."
"You and your stupid hormones little brother. I was at a meeting about feeding the low class till I heard an explosion," told Jazz.
"That would explain, that means Mom and Dad are gone huh?" Asked Danny.
"Yep," nodded Jazz as she hugged him again with streaming tears, "so, I'm guessing that's your wife."
"Yeah, name's Sam," told Danny.
"The war is going like crazy, it's not even funny," said Sam.
"I know, but I give my hopes up," smiled Jazz as the others returned it.