Aloha people ^^

Still nobody seems to be reading this story ... but I still wrote a little chapter. Maybe I should start writing again after a certain number of digits. Or at least upload ^^ °° Anyway. I think about it again.
This chapter is dedicated to the dear snail, because she is probably the only one reading the story. * cuddling *

Have fun reading,
Moki

Stupid day

She still couldn't get rid of the young man. It seemed to be hanging from her like a burdock. The young woman felt observed, even uncomfortable. “So you want to be a USAF pilot, don't you?” “Yeah, I want that” “It's going to be pretty difficult, little one” “How? What? Why?” “Slender, too late and apparently unconditional” “Pah !!” So she started right away with these words. And not exactly slowly. It didn't even seem difficult for her. But what had she been up to earlier? Women had always been a mystery to the young marshal.Maybe she could do it after all. Only after she had passed him two laps did she stand next to him. She didn't even breathe. Now he was really astonished and stared at her with wide eyes. "We ... will talk to each other later" And so the young man left the roll call square at the same speed as he appeared. Almost too fast. Not quite 2 minutes later, after making sure that no one was present, Moki let himself fall back into the sand. She was breathing hard. She had played everything just fine, but it was over now. She was totally exhausted and couldn't take a step anymore.
Only a few hours later came the great horror. For all recruits. They had to go to the hairdresser to have their hair down. The men resisted, but mostly the young recruit. Besides her there were of course other women in this unit, but they had so and so short hair. So she sat there on the chair and looked in the mirror, looked at her likeness.Perhaps it was the last time in a very long time that she saw this. Goodbye, beautiful hair; she just thought. “How short should the hair stay that way?” “Not available. Sold out.” “What would you recommend to me?” “Short. 12 mm is best” “No!”, She shook the violently at this answer Head. A lot could be done to her, but being bald was too much even for her. "I was just kidding. I'll cut my hair to neck length and cut the bangs in front." "If ... it really has to be ...", she was desperate answer. "Must be" And so the man began to trim her head. Inside Moki it hurt a lot, but sacrifices had to be made. No matter what their value. She hadn't been to a hairdresser's for a long time, and yet her hair wasn't very long, but above all it looked well-groomed. But praying all did not help. The procedure lasted for 20 minutes. For a while she looked in the mirror and studied herself.Her hand ran through what was left of the hair. My face is like a full moon again, she thought sadly. But she was separated from her reflection in the mirror when the man told her to go. There are more waiting.
She strolled slowly down the corridor, still not quite able to come to terms with the fact that there was now again short hair to look at in the mirror. Out of the blue a hand came to rest on her shoulder, forcing the young woman to stand still. "Little one ... wait a minute," she slowly turned it backwards, in the direction of the voice. The early morning howler monkey seemed tame again like a small house cat. It was unbelievable how fast something like that happened. Didn't he stand by her? "I've been calling you the whole time" "Yes ...?" "I have. But what is the matter with you that you don't want to answer? Ignoring me." "Just look at me" He glanced at her face, smiled even a little bit."I got hair again" She preferred to swallow another comment. She preferred to stay calm. The young woman had also known that her hair would grow back. But she just felt uncomfortable with so little. Defenseless maybe. "You look so beautiful too," she said again. Did he really say that? Did he mean it? Was that being serious? No matter what it was, her cheeks were starting to blush again. A small smile also fell on her lips. "Well, yes," he started before his feet carried him a few steps away from her. What did he have now? But Moki noticed the reason shortly afterwards. One of the other officers came up to them. "Wood. Remember the conversation with the Colonel." "Of course sir!" He immediately stood at attention and saluted. The recruit followed him and gave a military salute. The officer only paid them a small salute and disappeared again. "What are you doing with the Colonel?"" A small, insignificant thing. Nothing of importance, "he assured her only briefly. Didn't want to hear any more questions on this subject. She understood that pretty quickly and didn't ask any more questions." But you have to go too, little one. Your things are definitely not waiting. "She nodded in agreement." See you then "He was already walking down the corridor. She looked after him a little longer before she finally set off. Many had passed her. She sighed softly. Once again she was the last, and so she trotted in the direction in which the others disappeared as well.
The dressing room went faster than expected. Just name all sizes and receive the items. You also had to sign, but that was probably the quickest part of all the effort. It was nothing more than that. It's better that way too, she thought to herself and immediately crumbled back to her room. She locked the door and first took off her morning clothes.So they threw themselves into the new things. The sleeves of the shirt were too long and the waistband a lot too wide. But a woman always has a solution for such cases, namely a belt. And so the pants stayed halfway where they belong. But then she noticed that things were already looking quite washed out. But she didn't really want to know who was in there beforehand. She also felt silly in it. She felt her sight like a sack of potatoes. That could still be cheerful. And it was, because a quick glance at the alarm clock told the recruit that she had to be at school soon. She rolled up her sleeves, quickly pulled the jacket on and tried to look reasonably acceptable in it. And then she started running. But she vowed that the next thing she would do after school would be to exchange those clothes. Somehow there had to be something about her size.