Garcia

“Hey Garcia can I sit here” I ask with a knowing smile as I’m already sitting down. “What’s up Peterson of course I would be upset if you didn’t” he smiles and laughs. As soon as the plane is in the air we spend a few hours talking and playing card games before each falling asleep and waking up to the plane landing. A few minutes later we’re all stepping off the plane. I squint when the harsh desert sun touches my eyes. A tall blonde Sargent meets us at the tarmac and shows us to our building. He smiles at me and I smile back making Garcia elbow me and laugh and making me blush. The building is one giant hard shell tent with makeshift rooms made of plywood, and doors made from sheets and string. Each room has a bunkbed so it’s two to a room. I get my own room I guess being the only girl has its benefits. I toss my bag on the top bunk and lay down on the bottom bunk.