Chapter 5 ; Punk rock.

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MICHAEL POV

January 18 2014

6 days, no zombies.

Talk of a party tonight. Why not?

I guess.

I think we're stir crazy.Not really realizing how the constant threat of the zombies shapes everything, and no zombies for days, some rum-fueled speculation as to what it might mean.

Conservative view is it means nothing, we hae to assume it's the same as ever. Others feel certain we've turned some kind of corner.

We didnt really understand what happened before so why would we understand whats happened now?

At any rate, a celebration, at least blow off a little steam.

The guys are thinking about what we should do.

Calums here playing the guitar with me.

Lukes looking at out the window.

Ashtons sleeping.

"GUYS!" Ashtons wakes up.

We all look at him.

"I HAD A DREAM THAT WE WENT TO THE MALL.!"

"Pfft, why would we go to the mall?" Calum mutters.

"DO YOU GUYS WATCHED ANY ZOMBIE MOVIES?!" Ashton yells.

"WE CAN DO TONS OF STUFF! MICHAEL YOU CAN DYE YOU HAIR AT THE SALON, CALUM YOU CAN PLAY FIFA, LUKE YOU CA-"

"But isnt there no power Ash?" I cut him off.

"Yeah." Luke agrees.

"There has to be a generator in the mall." Ashton says.

"IM IN! " I raise my hand.

"Me too" Calum stands up.

We all look at luke.

"PLEASEEE!" we all say getting on our knees, pouting our lips.

"Uhh..." Luke trails off.

"PLEASEE!!!" We yell.

"Fine" Luke raises his hands in defeat.

"YEAH!" We tackle him in a hug.

"So when do we leave?" Calum says licking his lip.

Awkward silence becomes between us.

"Tomorrow morning. " Luke slaps his thighs, standing up.

"I'm going to bed now," I say yawning.

"Me too." Luke says.

-THE NEXT MORNING-

I woke up, rubbing my eye's, I swung my legs over the bed,

I ruffled my hair then walked out the door, going straight to the kitchen for breakfast,

I see Calum and Ashton eating chips on the kitchen island, which was my chips,

"Guys thats my chips." I whined,

"Well it's ours now." Calum said smirking,

I just walked over and joined them eating chips,

I dusted my fingers in the bowl, sprinking the chips,

"Why do you do that?" Calum said, pulling away the bowl from my reach, slightly smiling

"It's disgusting." Ashton wrinkling up his nose, starting to laugh,

"Your disgusting." I remark back, Ashton's face went flat, then I started to laugh,

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