1989

You were the the only woman in this damn boot camp because your parents say you as a boyish girl, even payed the marines extra to have you to come back crying and not wanting to be a tomboy but that backfired and you payed yourr savings to be for 3 years《》Fast forward, you made friends with some people and actually managed to have some new privates crushing. A Lance Corporal- or more known around camp as Anthony S., Called you and you walked over to him- he gave you a box that was about basically 12.2 inches

"the fuck is this?.." you mumbled and checked the box for any sort of name

"parents sent this over mail, we aint checked since it got your name" tony said, sheepishly smiling

"well- okay" You shrugged, putting it on your cot and sat next to it, opening it with your dagger

"i suppose its a surprise or something like that?" tony said, sitting next to you as you took out a paper

"this is a fucking score..to a mozart song- why the fuck would they send me paper in a 12.2 inch box" you scoffed, looking at him

"well there may be more than that" he shrugged, the other privates gathered around your cot as you took out a bow, not a archery- no, a violin bow 《》You stared at it and scrunched your nose

"why would i want-" you cut yourself off when you pulled out an actual violin and a case at the bottom of the box and you sighed

"thats- unexpected...uhm- yeah" tony cleared his throat, nodding his head