I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring on the bedside table. The sound made my head hurt as it whined on before I grew the strength to move from under the warm comfort of my bed to switch the darn thing off. I sighed contently as my room was yet again filled with tranquil silence. I stared groggily at the green digits on the clock's screen.
I groaned as I forced myself to get up from my cozy bed into the cool air of the bedroom. I pushed away stray strands of my hair as I got up to stretch and get myself motivated before my teammates woke up. Yawning, I quickly grabbed my dressing gown and hurried from my room, being sure to take my room key with me.
The cool water of the shower was a refreshing awakening to my sleepy muscles. Another day at the BLU base was to start in half an hour's time. The Soldier would be setting off the alarm to awaken the whole base then, so I had to wash fast before the room was filled with sleepy naked men.
Finishing up quickly, I tugged on my dressing gown and pulled up the hood attached, covering my face in shadows. A safety precaution. You may be thinking why I am hiding my face. It's because I am a Spy. And every Spy keeps their face a secret – well, maybe not from their team's fellow spies, but everyone else.
Plus, I'm not just any spy. I'm the only female spy ever to be on the team. Scratch that. Only female to be on the team. Ever. You see, women aren't allowed to join the fray of this war. Mann Co had only ever employed men, but I was an exception. Why? I don't know. I'd never asked any questions. So here I was.
I made it into my room just as the base alarm sounded, telling my teammates that it was the start of a new day. I sighed, setting about getting out my uniform from the wardrobe where many copies of the outfit hung. Pulling one out, I began to change, listening to the sound of people walking around the base.
When I had finally changed I looked at the mirror that hung in my room. I was your average kind of pretty I suppose, for a 19 year old. Pale skin, long waves of brown hair and dark blue eyes. There was nothing that really stood out in me, which made me a good spy. I gave my hair a quick brush before tucking it into the back of my shirt so that it wouldn't be noticed by the team.
There was a knock at my door. I pulled on my standard issue BLU mask, looking to make sure that nothing would give me away before moving to stand in front of my door.
"Who is it?" I asked, a hand hovering over the knife in my pocket, the other on the door handle.
"Relax, Nat, its me," replied a man with a slight French accent. I smiled and pulled open the door to reveal another spy dressed exactly like myself.
"Morning, Adrien," I said, stepping out into the corridor, closing the door promptly behind me. Adrien was my best friend here. He and his brother Marc knew that I was a girl, and they never treated me differently because of it. They also helped keep it a secret from the rest of the team.
"All ready for another battle against the REDs, mon ami?" Adrien smiled as we wandered down through the base to get to the canteen for breakfast. I was still kind of new to the layout of the base but I could find the bathroom, Adrien and Marc's rooms and the canteen just fine.
"Of course, Adrien, aren't I always?" I teased, gently shoving him. He dodged smoothly.
"Oui, but it never hurts to ask the new recruit mon cher," he chuckled, his stormy grey eyes sparkling cheekily as he bantered with me. I was still technically a new recruit – I came here about two weeks ago and since then, Adrien had taken me under his wing. As well as Marc, of course.
The canteen was jam-packed and alive with noise when we arrived. The Demomen were having lively discussions with the Soldiers about today's objective. The Engineers were all tinkering with bits and bobs or were drawing out blueprints. The Medics and Heavies were eating breakfast, having idle chit chat. The Pyros were all chattering amongst one another - god knows how with their masks on. The Scouts were annoying the Snipers on the table over from them as they tried to drink their morning coffee.
Marc waved at us from a table situated next to the Snipers' table. Adrien and I weaved our way through the tables and as we passed the rowdy Scouts' table, one of the Scouts waved his hands frantically at us.
"Hey! Morning, Nat! Morning, Ade!" he chirped, smiling warmly at us.
"Morning, Callum," we chuckled.
Callum was about my age with messy, sandy brown hair and pale blue eyes. He was a bit of a loud mouth and had a strong Boston accent, but he was a good kid and was a very fast runner, like most Scouts were.When we got to our table we saw that Marc had already got us breakfast and a pot of tea. I could not get up in the morning and not have a cup of tea, and these guys knew it.
"So did you guys hear about the new Sniper?" asked Marc in a slightly stronger accent than his younger sibling as we sipped our tea, watching as the other classes did their own thing.
"We have another new Sniper?" I asked curiously, looking ahead from where I sat to look at the Snipers' table. He was right, there was a new Sniper there, his hair a golden blonde.
"Yeah, I heard his name is Jae. He's a rookie so Ethan and Ash are gonna have fun training him up," smirked Adrien, winking at me playfully.
I felt my cheeks warm. Adrien knew that I had a little bit of a crush on Ethan. He had arrived the same day I did and we had sat in the same train carriage on the journey here and he was a really nice guy who I got along with. Plus he had a cute Australian accent. As if sensing me looking, Ethan looked up at me from over his coffee cup.
Ethan was a good-looking bloke in his early twenties with hair that was a rich brown colour and lovely soft green eyes flecked with dots of gold. From our conversations I knew he was from the outbacks of Australia where he had lived on his own since he was eighteen; I also knew that he enjoyed star gazing when the skies were cloudless.
Ethan put down his cup and raised his hand in a wave. I copied the motion, smiling like an idiot. Seeing this, Adrien turned round to look at Ethan and dramatically blew him a kiss. This caused me to burst into laughter as Ethan lifted up an eyebrow before giving Adrien the finger, chuckling.
Adrien faked feeling dejected. "Oh Ethan, how you wound me!" Adrien gasped, loud enough for him to hear. This only made me laugh harder. Ethan chuckled.
"Oh, shut up, mate," he said, before turning to me. "Good morning to ya, Nat. You settling in fine?" he asked me. It took me a few moments to calm down before I could answer.
"I'm setting in well. Adrien is keeping a good eye on me – most of the time anyway." I smirked, poking my tongue out at him, only for him to mirror my movement.
Ethan nodded. "That's good, you'll both have to play cards with Ash and me sometime," he said, patting the back of another Sniper. This one had mid-length red hair pulled into a ponytail, and dark forest green eyes. He nodded at us.
"Sounds good to me," he said, taking a sip of coffee.
"Well, after battle then, mate," Ethan said, before resuming conversation with the rookie Sniper. Marc gave me a nudge, getting me to look away from Ethan.
"You've got yourself a date there, Nat," he chuckled. Adrien laughed.
"Don't be stupid guys, he asked both Adrien and me to go," I explained.
Marc rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure, well – unless he's into threesomes," he grinned just as a Soldier shouted that all classes report to briefing in five minutes. I threw Marc a dirty look, making Adrien giggle like a little school boy.
"Come on you two, let's go to briefing."