I tapped the com-link in my ear as I ran down the hallway. "Delta Squad, meet me in the commissionairy."
A few minutes later, I met my squad. Neo, Brawler, and Wyvern were all sitting at a table in the middle of H.Q.'s cafeteria. Brawler stood up and saluted.
"Come on, man, I'm not your commandant. Sit down." He sat down and I said, "How would you guys like to go on a real mission for once in your life?"
Neo pounded the table. "Hell, yeah! When do we leave?"
"As soon as I can get a ship prepped." Wyvern raised her hand. "Yes, Mya?"
"What is the mission?"
"Well...ah..I" I stuttered. "I don't really know. We're not really supposed to be going."
Wyvern rolled her eyes. "Not more of this macho competitive stuff. Your father really trusts you, why can't you see that?"
"All right, I'll prove to you my dad does not trust me. The minute I show up, he'll start chewing me out." I put my hands on the table and leaned forward. "So is it a bet?"
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