The Only Hope For You Is Me

*Frank’s POV*
I rolled out of bed and looked into the small mirror to fix my hair. Then I walked down to the dining hall. Not looking around I sat down at a random desk with nobody at it yet and waited for Mike to call everybody to get their food. Suddenly I heard a loud giggling. That was not a usual thing to hear at the base, because most people here were mourning their families just like me. I turned around and saw Jenny, who was pulling a guy with her. It was the boy from the helicopter. He didn’t seem too enthusiastic, but he was smiling. I turned back around, but I noticed from the corner of my eye how they sat down at a table close to mine. I felt kind of unhappy. For some reason I wanted them to sit at my table, but I didn’t really know why. I hated Jenny and I didn’t even know that guy. Mike called. I got up slowly and ended up standing in line right behind Jenny and the guy. “Gerard, you will love the food, Mike is a great cook!” That was his name, Gerard. What a weird name. Jenny continued laughing and talking to Gerard, who smiled at her, but didn’t talk a lot himself. After a minute another girl, whose name I didn’t know, joined them, and started talking, too. When I went back to my table with my tray, it occurred to me, that the girls were attracted to Gerard and were trying to get his attention. This gave me a little sting in my chest, but I brushed it away, quite annoyed of myself. As soon as I was done eating, I left and used the rest of the daylight to read my book. It was a horror book, which was probably my favorite genre.

Notes

I decided to change the point of view, because I feel more comfortable with that.