Red vs Blue: Chronicle

Chapter 27

Project Freelancer, Many Years Ago

Tap tap tap tap tap

Somebody knocked at my door. I swung it open quickly, and a giddy, blushing Illinois stalked in. She had a smile plastered on her face that stretched ear to ear.

"Uh, hi?" I asked.

"Wow, you really are small. Oh, hi. Your room's kinda messy, hee hee! Mind if I sit here?" She sat down on the only chair in my room.

I sat down on my bed, seeing as it was the last place to sit down. "What is it?" I asked carefully.

"Hee hee!" She giggled. "Co likes me,"

I snorted. What did she see in Co? He was rude, kinda ugly, and SO self-centered! "Did I hear you correctly?"

"Yes!" She almost screamed.

"Keep it down, don't want to make the other people think that we're fucking over here." I snapped.

"Sorry," She giggled again, flipping her hair. "I think Iike him back too!"

I laughed at her. "I can't believe you think he's A) Attractive, or B) Has good qualities." I snorted.

"Well, why are you and Wash together?" She asked.

"Um," I said, looking down at my feet and scuffling around a little bit. I looked back up, and Illinois jumped.

"Your eyes!" She screached.

"What- oh yeah, uh they do that sometimes." I replied, rubbing them.

"Wow, that's so cool." She said, leaning in. "Does it happen, when like, you're in love or something?" She questioned.

"Last time this happened actually, was when I was talking to South about family problems..." I trailed off, looking to the door.

"Why are you looking at the door?" She asked.

"I don't know?" I was puzzled myself, when someone knocked at the door. Okay, that's kinda creepy.

I got up to go answer it, and York, North, Co, and Wash were all standing there.

"Um, hello?" I asked. I looked to Illinois, she was blushing really hard.

"Hey!" York chimed. "We're headed to supper, wanna come?"

"Sure!" Illinois piped up from behind me.

I shrugged my shoulders and followed the peppy girl out the door, shutting it behind me. Wash immediately trailed behind the group to stand next to me. He grabbed my hand carefully as we continued to walk down to the mess hall.

We took our usual table, sitting around and joking, few by few going and grabbing something to eat. When I got up, Wash trailed soon behind me like a little puppy. As I was grabbing food, he pecked me lightly on the lips, soon after blushing. I laughed at him, going to sit back down for lunch.

Co and Illinois were sitting next to each other, and I poked York, pointing it out to him. Him and I laughed at them, soon seeing Bama and Mass walk in.

I growled under my breath, and Mass and Bama looked over. I glared back at them, clearly not amused, or pleased with their presence.

Okay, it was more Mass I didn't like, I didn't mind Bama.

"Hey Mass, Bama!" Co shouted and waved them over.

"Co," I hissed under my breath, and he gave me a smirk of pure evil.

"Oh you little fucker you," I muttered.

"Hey now now," Wash piped up next to me. "No need to be rude,"