I sat next to my new roommates on a bench in the assembly hall. It was crowded for the small size of the room. I would venture to guess that there were forty to fifty recruits in here waiting for an announcement to commence the beginning of our Zeta training.
“Here we go. Just a bunch of ‘welcomes’ and what not to get us pumped up for training camp,” I heard a guy say who was seated in front with his back to me.
“Yeah, sure,” I chuckled out loud and he looked back at me, then turned his head back around.
Colby, who was beside me, looked at me.
“No warm welcomes coming from this pack,” I said to him.
“Well, this isn’t a summer camp at your local YMCA, this is training camp, and we are Blue Dawn. We’ve got expectations to live up to,” said Colby.
“Ooooh Blue Dawn,” I said in a sarc
