Xavier stood up in his seat on the bus and looked out of the window at the big building trying to figure out what the hell he was doing there. He was also scared shitless and didn’t know what was about to happen. He was only given a short time to decide what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. Xavier had only had two choices, and he was, looking around and wondering if he made the right decision.
“Come on recruits, get off the damn bus!”
Xavier jumped seeing the hulking man standing at the bottom of the open door dressed in his Navy white uniform with a red rope on the left side of his uniform looking down at the clipboard in his hands. Xavier was a bit scared to get off the bus. He never had plans to join any of the military branches.
“Name?” He asked without looking up. His voice was hoarse, and Xavier figured it was from yelling too much.
“X... Xavier Smith, sir,” he answered.
“Do I look like a fucking sir to you recruit?” The chief yelled in his face surprising the hell out of Xavier. What the hell was he supposed to say? He knew nothing about the military etiquette. He was going off what he’d seen on televisions over the years. He’d always been attracted to men in uniforms and the man yelling in his face, although scary as hell, but he was also the sexiest thing Xavier had ever seen.
“Y...no, S...I mean…” he stuttered finally answering and hoped he didn’t sound like a fool.
“Just get off the fucking bus and line up with the others,” the officer instructed, then looked back down at his clipboard.
Xavier followed his instructions and went to stand with the others that arrived with him on the bus with him. He couldn’t believe it, but just a few hours earlier, he was a free man and could have done anything he wanted. But he was trying to decide how far he would be able to run before they caught him. The fucking judge didn't give me much time to consider my options. It was either jail or the military. In the courthouse, he looked at his father with pleading eyes begging him to get him out of this. But his father fixed his glasses and gently herded his mother out of the courtroom.
Because in reality, it wasn’t his fault. Xavier knew it was a bad idea when Benny had made the suggestion that they went to a different part of town to buy their weed instead of getting it from their regular guy. All he did was stand there while his friend was making a deal with the drug dealer that turned out to be an undercover cop. He didn't say anything Benny was the one that did all the talking.
Fuck, I shouldn’t be here. I don’t belong here.
In actuality, Xavier didn’t know where he belonged. He sighed and looked around at the other guys standing in line with him as the officers stood off to the side observing them. A few of the officers were talking to each other, and at least one or two were standing still. Xavier saw looked at their uniforms and there was some in khaki, whites, and blueberry camouflage with gold anchors on their collars and he wondered what the hell they meant. The sound of the bus pulling off told Xavier that this was real.
One of the officers walked over to them and stood in front staring them down from the start of the line to the end. He stood with his legs apart, and his hands behind his back and Xavier could tell he was in charge. “I am Master Chief Norton. I am the commanding master chief of this base. You will not call me sir, I work for a fucking living. You will refer to me as master chief. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Master Chief!” The others shouted while Xavier stayed silent, he was still shocked at what was happening to his life.
In all of his twenty years, Xavier has never been too far away from home before. He’d fucked up over the years, but nothing bad enough for him to be thrown in the Navy. He was in fucking Michigan, where the damn weather could never make up its mind. If he traveled, it was with his parents He’d never thought to join the military. He didn’t know if he liked the idea of someone one no matter how sexy they were yelling in his face and ordering him around. Xavier knew he wasn’t focused, he dropped out of college and started hanging out with the wrong crowd. His father never paid much attention to him. It seemed that he was always too busy with work. And as for his mother was too focused with feeding the hungry in some other country to worry about him.
He will freely admit that he acted out when he was younger for his parents to see him. Like when he’d dropped out of school, he was expecting his father to be mad and yell the fires of hell down on him, but nothing happened. His father only told him he’d rather not waste money on a good for nothing son that didn’t want to do anything with their life. His parents came from old money and had influence in all social circles. Xavier knew for certain that his father could have bought off the judge or the cop that arrested him. Maybe he did pay the judge off to get their embarrassment of a son out of their face.
Out of mind out of sight kind of thing.
He was jarred out of his thoughts when someone bumped into him.
“Come on man, move your fucking ass,” the guy said as he walked around him.
He looked around and realized that everyone else was walking into a building.
“You have a problem, recruit?” Xavier looked up, and it was the same Chief that was standing at the entrance of the bus.
“No...s... I mean Chief,” he stuttered again.
“I’m a Sr. Chief, don’t you see the fucking star on my anchor recruit,”
“Yes Sr. Chief,” Xavier said and felt his feet shaking. I really don’t want to get on their shit list on my first day.
“Then move your fucking ass!”
Without thinking, Xavier ran and got caught up with everyone else. He was standing in the back of the line. He couldn’t tell what was going on because he was shorter than some of the guys in front of him. Everyone was silent as they followed instructions getting their temporary uniforms yellow sweat-shirts with NAVY in large white print in the center and blue sweatpants with NAVY written in white going down the left side of one leg. They were given sneakers and white socks.
He heard someone called it their smurf suits. When it was his turn, he was also given a box and a few other things and directed into another room, where they were told to strip down to their underwear and put on their smurf suits.
I need to find a way to get the fuck out of here.
Once they were dressed in their new sweats, they were instructed to put their civilian clothes inside of it with and the address they wanted it to go to. Across the hall was a long line of guys waiting to get their haircut. Xavier flinched hearing the buzz of the clippers going and knowing that he would be among the others. After all, that was done, they were directed to a classroom and told to be seated. Once sitting, Xavier observed the other recruits, some had the same frightened and what the fuck look on their face. And others seemed as if they wanted to be there. The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. He looked at the clock on the wall and saw that they were only sitting in the room for only a few minutes. All they have to do is wait.
THE CHEIF'S BOY
Xavier Carter life changed when he made one stupid mistake. At the age of twenty, he should have a purpose in life. After starting college, he realized it wasn’t for him. Ignored by his parents Xavier lashes out by hanging out with the wrong kind of people to gain their attention. But the one time he wasn’t looking for trouble shit goes wrong and not in a good way, it all boiled down to being at the wrong place at the wrong time when he was arrested and standing before a judge who gave him the option before he banged his gavel. Jail or the United States Navy.