Be My Fool

Chapter One

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Alex.

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As usual, K Unit was tired and bored that night after the strenuous exercises of the day.

Eagle was whimpering slightly, prodding his swelling cheekbone where Snake had caught him, glaring at Snake who merely ignored the tousle-haired man. Snake flicked a page of his 'Most Unlikely Medical Care to be used in Difficult Situations' manual written by some mad scientist from Newcastle-upon-Tyne.

Snake thought that most mad men were from England. Eagle agreed and said that he was a perfect example.

Which got him a smack across the face and a sharp shooting pain right through his cheekbone and along his nose, ending at his forehead and leaving a small buzzing; the start of a headache.

Wolf shot the black haired man a warning look before returning to murmur quietly to his fellow dark-haired teammate, Fox, who had recently returned from a mission at Bangkok. He was here to re-train and try to get fit enough to finish his mission, if not he knew that he mightn't get another chance like this in a while.

Then... One word.

And that word slipped through the door, eyes shadowed and face hardened, 'Hello, boys.'

Eagle fell off his bed. Snake's book fell from his grip. Wolf looked startled. But Fox just looked up, smiling, and said:

'Alex, so nice to see you.'

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'I heard that this is a joke! We were driving around in a huge circle so that they think we're far away from home even though we aren't...'

'Well I heard that they got sick of us and shipped us off here so they could get rid of us...'

'I heard that there's a specific target! That there's one person on here that...'

'That's idiotic! We're here 'cause Ingram's in trouble! He's part of drug dealing...'

'And I think,' Leah squeaked in a loud impression of them, 'That faeries kidnapped the American president, took over our government and ordered us all to die!'

Tulip laughed, I snorted and Chloe's lips twitched but looked slightly uneasy.

'Don't.' She sighed, 'God, I feel sick!'

I smiled at her, though I was worried too, 'Hey! No stealing my limelight! I'm the travel sick one!'

'More like the dramatic one – remember in Drama when a spider was sitting on the edge of her desk! She started to scream and jumped out of her seat. Don't worry Chloe, nobody will notice your nervousness when she's pissing herself.' Leah snorted in an un-ladylike fashion at the memory.

'I didn't scream that loud,' I replied, Farah rolled her eyes and cut in before a 'debate' broke out.

'Look, we're slowing. We're... here.' She said, face paling.

We all spun, and I blanched.

It was somewhere in Wales, I guessed from the long journey, and the drizzling rain plus the mountain-side backed up my assumption. There were plenty of soldiers milling around, making their way to different places and only sparing half a glance as we passed.

I tried not to let it show as I turned around, but my stomach gave a... uh, small-ish jolt of nerves as we turned in, 'So... ready for a few fun-packed weeks here?'

'No, I'm really not,' Chloe replied, shuddering into her black over-coat that Leah had thrown over her shoulder at her.

I grimaced as Mr Savage, as well going as always, stood up and said, 'Grab your bag and off the bus! C'mon now! Not the whiney faces, you all chose this so get your buts into gear.'

Mr Savage was a maths teacher and had an uncanny resemblance to David Tennant except for the, y'know, good looking and charming parts. Sir just had the quirky, fun parts to him but was also rather a bit tall. He always gels his hair up so it's sticking up a foot from his head, which makes him look a bit like charmander; and the square, black-rimmed glasses didn't help. Mr Savage was probably my favourite teacher... or one of them.

Leah quirked an eyebrow as the bus shuffled with students getting up and taking as much time to grab their things, 'We chose this?'

'According to him,' Farah said, sighing, 'let's get out of here - I'm sick of this bus.'

I couldn't help but agree and she motioned for me to go first.

'Thanks,' I grumbled, stumbling forward and down the steps of the bus and into the misty rain.

'Thank you, Jenny,' Mr Savage said thankfully, smiling, 'I thought nobody had the guts to come out.'

I gave him a small, painful, smile, 'No worries.'

Actually, there were a lot of worries flowing through my head right now.

He beamed back before turning to the door and exclaiming, 'Don't shove! You'll-'

But his sentence was cut off when two figures hit face first into the mud.

The class erupted into laughter and I felt my lips twitch as I looked at the two mud-covered boys, who were starting to roll over each other in a mock fight.

Farah hung my head in her hands and said, muffled slightly, 'Can't they be goddamned serious for one bloody second?'

Chloe, Leah and I all laughed at her, though it went unnoticed by the other students.

Leah flung her arm around her shoulders, 'Oh, dearest Fah-Fah! The worst is yet to come.'

Only too true.

'Shut up!' A dark haired and brown eyed man yelled, 'Get up you brats.'

They stumbled to their feet quickly and we shut up, watching him in fright as we stood stock still on the muddy, slippy ground.

I bit the inside of my lip, hoping that they weren't going to act like this all the way through our stay.

Yeah, right, I thought to myself, Get real Jenny.

'Right,' a mousey-haired man, with a southern accent, stepped forward; his green eyes piercing us all and his stance radiating power and control, 'I'm Yak, Director of B Unit. This is Beaver, Jaguar and Tiger,' he introduced his group, 'and we have the great opportunity to take on eight of you.'

He smiled, a rather petrifying and anguishing thing to see, while the other men looked upon us all in disdain.

Mr Savage cleared his throat uncomfortable, 'Uh... yes, here's the list.'

He was rather pale and shaking slightly as he handed the list to an amused looking Yak, who read out, 'Right, the very lucky people who we have the pleasure to teach are... Claire Wrightson.'

The pretty blonde, mostly known as a scene kid, with blue eyes, pulled her bear hat further on her head and moved away from her best friend, towards A Unit.

'Oliver Williams.'

He sulked slightly as he walked away from his friends, sneering at Claire as he arrived.

He'll have a black eye later, I thought while smiling slightly and sharing a look with Leah.

'Farah Rowntree.'

Farah blanched next to me and I muttered good luck under my breath while giving her a little push of encouragement. Claire gave her a look of disgust and I promptly wished that I had jumped in when she beat up Lizzie, who wasn't on this... trip.

'Harry Daniels.'

He got up, from the same ring of friends as Oliver, and walked forward. I'd think they were brothers if I didn't know any better, very dark brown hair and both had blazing brown eyes. They usually done the same things together or dated the same people at least once; they were man whores too, which made me pity Farah all the more.

'Kayla Walters.'

I closed my eyes in annoyance as she shrieked, piercing my ear drums and ruining my hearing for at least a good half an hour, 'What? No! No! I will not!'

I opened my eyes again when it was done and nearly flinched at the black look Yak was giving her. She visibly gulped.

'You will do so without complain, Walters, unless you want kitchen duty for the rest of your miserable stay.'

She trembled and hurriedly stumbled her way next to them.

'Last but not least,' he smirked slightly here as if it were an inside joke of some sort and a few men sniggered, 'Tom Moore and Kate McCabe.'

Claire's best friend grinned and practically ran over, hugging her. Making them both stumble and a few of the other students' snicker, the soldiers sending disdaining looks to both them and the others. Tom mooched his way over sullenly.

'Oh, and Joshua Mulliet. Right, onto C Unit.'

And so, it continued. C, D, E and G Unit were all rather boring and uniform – you know, call out a name or two, wait for them to show up, call out another. However, it was a pleasant surprise that not all of them were as strict and boring as they were. Out of interest, I'll just say C Unit's leader is Husky, D Unit is Addax, E Unit is Leopard and Oryx for G Unit... well, actually, it's so I hopefully remember them. I really don't want to get on their bad sides.

Cheetah, from H Unit, barely gave a second glance to the names as he read them out but was giving his team mate Iguana a withering look every time he cheered for the next pupil – much to the amusement of the students and embarrassment of the soldiers. It was more than a little amusing when Ruby was called out and he started to swing her around in the air in a bear hug. We all laughed while she blushed to the roots – I couldn't blame her, they all looked quite fit.

Then we laughed harder when J Unit rolled around. Bison was practically fighting his own soldiers [Ferret and Meerkat, I learned] as they started to holler out the National Anthem every time he tried to speak. It took ten minutes before they had them both effectively gagged and tied up – they didn't seem to care that we were laughing our arses off again.

However, as the next man stepped up, the original one who greeted us, and glared at all, we shut up as he spoke. 'Welcome to K Unit. I'm Wolf, this is Snake,' he said to us remaining eight, barely looked up from talking with another soldier, 'Eagle – cut it out!'

It was only then I noticed that Eagle was trying to tie up his shoe laces and shared a look, again, with Chloe and Leah who were on either side of me trying to smother smirks... well, a smirk and a giggle – Chloe didn't smirk much.

' Plus Fox,' this was the man Snake was talking to, 'And Cub.'

I looked over to the man and was startled to see his dark brown eyes on me, boring into my own with such an intense piercing look that I froze and just stared back at him. His dark brown tousled hair fell over his eyes slightly, giving him the hard edged look that screamed trouble. He was nearly as tall as the others, though clearly not even twenty at second glance. His stance shown that he was a trained soldier an-

Leah nudged me sharply in my rib cage and breathed in my ear, 'He's pretty hot, huh?'

I snapped out of my stupor and whacked her over the head, blushing, causing Chloe to snicker.

This was going to be... hell.

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If I'm perfectly honest, I HATE this chapter. It's such a ridiculous filler that even I find it boring.

Anyway... RE-DO's are SO much fun.

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InsignificantBlimp

**[[24thJune2011]]**