Get it done.

You head inside and are greeted by a cute gal in her mid forties with what you instantly decide are to big of glasses for her face. She looks over your papers with an expressionless face for several minutes till finally she looks up and says, “Thank you Miss Dobrev, have a seat and Captain Montana will be with you shortly. Using the time to stuff everything neatly back into your purse you can't help but notice how convenient it is to carry a purse.

Captain Montana greets you with a strong handshake and leads you back inside to a little office where he gives you a quick and rather formulaic interview. You are pretty sure they are more aimed at finding crazy and dangerous people than anything else. An hour later he smiles, closes his folder, and says, "Everything seems good here, the physical tests are next, nurse Malone will give you a physical, then I will see you on the track."

About fifteen minutes later hour of time a cute and perky little woman walks in. Well little is relative as she most likely now out weighs you by 30 lbs or more. She has her blonde hair pulled back in a tight ponytail and as you stand up and greet her you decide she must be about 5'6" but with your heels and her flats you are currently a tad taller. Her face is strong and her body more athletic than shapely, though you have to admit her tits are a bit bigger than yours.

"Miss Dobrev." She says with a smile.

"Gina." You say shaking her strong hand.

"Well then you must call me Jenny. Please step into the scanner." She says pointing to a big metal door frame looking device.

"Should I strip?"

"Definitely.” As you start to take off your top she stops you with a laugh and says, “I was kidding, the machine works fine through your clothes." Her somewhat wicked grin causes you to blush.

"Oh silly me." You say smiling.

She takes hold of your shoulders with strong hands and leads you into the device. A couple minutes later she says, "There all done."

You step out and ask, "So how do I look?"

"Very sexy." She answers grinning like a cat.

"The test." You say, cheeks now feeling hot. You even bat at her with your left hand like an animal swatting at a bird. This sets her off laughing till she snorts, "Haaaahhh." The laugh sort of trails off to silence before she wipes a tear from her right eye and says, "I'm sorry. The test shows nothing to worry about, you are in great shape I'm sure we will be working together very soon. A bit of advice though, the second physical test is a bitch, watch your time and energy on the first as you should find it pretty easy with how in shape you are and I don't think finishing fast really helps any more than simply passing."

"Really?"

"Ya, I mean if you get an amazing time it might but I see a lot of applicants do stellar with the first just to fail the second, I think it's set up that way on purpose.”

“Huh, good to know. Anything else?”

"Nope. My advice, go down the hall, tell the man selling food you want Jenny's banana yogurt smoothie and a sports drink with electrolytes, plus take a second drink for between tests instead of water, then get out there and pass those tests." You can tell she stares at your ass as you walk past her, which makes you smile.

Once in the hall you see the door out to the test area, or take her advice and hit the mess hall to the right first.