I thought to myself, if someone asked to touch my hair, I'd say, "Get lost, creep." If I didn't know better, I wouldn't have known the person in the mirror. At my forehead a rolling wave of hair was high on one side and dipped to the other side. Along the sides my of my face fluffy brown curls of hair rested against my white cheeks and then cascaded down my neck and bounced off my shoulders; in the back the hair was a v-shaped waterfall of waves, ending in billows of curls. I looked like one of the girls in Mom's magazines; like a living doll, like a girl that guys like me worship from afar. Being a definite non-jock type, I was in love with every gorgeous girl in school and now I was kind of in love with myself. Now I was one of those unattainable females, the ones that cause guys to become mush mouths when they try talking to them. My sister knew I liked the way I looked even though I tried to hid it from her. She was all smiles of wickedness."I guess I should wash my face, now. We in NVA territory. I no like this at all Sarge." I don't either Chung; it makes me wonder what they are trying to hide. Check the men on your side and see how the ammo's holding up?"I turned and whispered the same to Jenkins and checked my own pack. I still had plenty because none of the firing we had been doing was sustained but just spotty return fire to keep them off us. I filled my pockets again and hung a couple of replacement grenades on my pack straps to replace the ones I had used. When Chung and Jenkins got through checking, they both said that we were still ok, but if we got into a serious firefight we could be in trouble. I had pretty much already figured our situation out but that wasn't worrying me. I was more worried about why they were trying so hard and had so many patrols out trying to keep us from moving west. I just had a sneaking suspicion something big was going on and wondered what it was."Ok, every other man sleep for two hours then switch. Jenkins you take.
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