"Are you that scared?" Here he could nod quite easily. "Well then,why don't you quit, find some quiet place, where people with actual powerlike me can...t hurt you? Well?"At this he turned around and ran, he was trying to tear the badge off hisuniform right at this second. What the hell was he thinking trying to be asecurity guard at a mall, people scared the crap out of him, especiallypeople who stood up to him. It was all a sham, he needed to find someplace nice, quiet place. As running there. " The four Italian soldiers took us straight to a small plane where three men were loading our luggage onto the plane. We boarded and were whisked out of Italy.After we landed at a small air field somewhere in Baden-Württemberg, we never stayed in one place longer than six weeks. I was in more schools and on more soccer teams in that time than in the five years before that. The only thing that saved me from failing sixth grade was that the DoDDS (Department of Defense Dependents' Schools). He was interrupted by her sigh. “I should have realised.” She tilted her head the opposite way, breaking the contact with him, and his heart sank. “You wonder about the nature of our relationship, yes?”He couldn’t deny that he was worried about exactly that; it hadn’t occurred to him until their morning ride that perhaps she wasn’t interested in him for reasons that had nothing to do with his family or his character. “Well...”She was silent for a moment, and he felt sick. Had he made. "Seriously, relax. I didn't mean to piss you off, okay. I just didn't know. I mean, like, I suspected, but..." Jenna started before being interrupted."What do you mean you suspected?" Rachel said still a little pissed for no good reason."For all the reasons I already said and, I don't know, I just always kind of got that vibe from you. Like not in a bad way, it's just, I don't know. I'm high. I'm just babbling. Seriously, though it's, like, who cares? Stop being pissy! I should be pissed at you.