Last time I had a little mutual crush on my best friend’s little brother, back in my hometown, he and I were both in our twenties. Well, he still is... I somehow thought it was important to be honest and tell my friend. She was horrified. ‘He’s my baby BROTHER!’ she hissed. ‘Yeah,’ I pointed out. ‘But he is twenty-one, not a child.’ My twenty-fifth birthday would be just before his twenty-second. It didn’t seem to make much of a difference to her. I never did anything about that one, either. I. "Jack surprised me when he said, "Yeah, I heard we're having our asses handed to us by a Syrian sniper by the name of MustafaColonel Maggie answered, "Yeah, he's damn good and is taking down too many of our men. But we have others hunting for him. We have a special mission for the two of you."She turned and ordered, "Corporal, take the Sgts. to their rooms, make sure they get cleaned up, fed and then bring them to C&C1."1 C&C – Command and Communication.The Corporal lead the way, I looked at. Damn, where was she? Was she real? He didn’t know anymore. He pushed off the wall and got on his hands and knees. If nothing else, crawling around would keep him occupied for a while. He followed along the wall and bumped his head on her knee. She was huddled up in a corner, her arms clenching her legs. She was scared, scared? What a joke. He couldn’t even lift a sack of potatoes at this point. They fed him but he wasn’t exactly being served gourmet cooking here. She darted past him,. I put all the stuff away and went and looked outside. Some nasty looking storm clouds had moved into the area. I was freaked out, so I ran over to my Grandma’s house. Thankfully she was home.Looking back, I recall the pain mixed with pleasure so well. I wanted then to find out what the real thing felt like.I broke up with my second boyfriend just before summer. It was the night after my friend’s grad party. I was mad at my boyfriend because we hardly saw each other, and so I got really.