The freaking zombie apocalypse. (Boyxboy)

7.

More reasons to leave this group: The leader hates me.

I don’t why people are so suspicious of me. I’m seriously getting tired of this. I feel really tempted to just pack my stuff and leave after only one day with this group.

But seriously now, who was that guy yesterday?

I feel stupid for thinking he was part of the group and he took advantage of that and kind of lied to me. Ok, he did not. I was the one who assumed and he was the smart one who fooled me. Still, I didn’t know who the fifth member of the group was then, so I feel slightly better. And I’m pretty sure that he was the one who stole the weapons. I don’t really care about the weapons, I just hope he doesn’t use them on me.

He can do whatever he wants with the rest of the group for all I care, and he can start with Cameron.

I actually went to the dark room again to look for him but he wasn’t there. Some of his stuff were so I guess he’ll be coming back. I decided to look again today when I get the chance.

Right now, I was staring out of the tool shop’s window with my back to Cameron. I can feel him glaring at me right now. I tried to ignore him by watching the zombie who was trying his best to find a place to hide from the sunlight. It was funny seeing him bump into the street light a couple of times. Still, it was not enough to fully distract me from the uneasiness of being stared at. I hated people staring at me.

“You, new kid.” He finally said making me turn to face him.

I felt kind of relieved and I raised an eyebrow at him. “Yea?” I watched him as he bent down and grabbed a blue backpack. “Take this.” He said throwing the backpack at me and I caught it wincing at the sudden movement which reminded me that I had a large cut on my left shoulder. Cameron didn’t notice that and gave me a knife. “Take this and go help the others with the supplies.” I nodded taking the knife and putting it in my pocket. I guess a knife is all that I’ll be getting until they trust me more.

This time I had to go with the wicked witch and Catherine. Yippie.

It was probably 5 am right now. I don’t know, I broke my watch at some point. It’s now useless.

Only a few zombies were staggering around so it was ok for us to walk in the streets. It wasn’t that dangerous as I imagined it to be as long as we kept our distance away from the undead. I had no idea where we were going, I just followed the girls. We spent 15 minutes walking and I kind of got bored so I pulled Catherine’s hair every ten seconds just to annoy her and pass time.

Catherine finally stopped walking the third time I pulled her hair and turned around glaring at me. “Do this one more time and I won’t hesitate to shoot you.” She said pointing a threatening finger at me. I held back a smile and shrugged. “Sorry.” Lianna sighed and pulled me by my shirt, but she did look a little bit amused. “You’re walking in front of us.” She said poking me. I groaned but I said nothing and continued walking. This is boring.

It took forever – actually 5 minutes – for us to finally reach the supermarket.