Night of the Comet (Jori)

Chapter 5 - What's left to do?

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Night of the comet

Chapter 4 - What's left to do?

No One's pov

"I'm driving." Jade announced, as they emerged from the radio station.

"Why?"

"Because you suck at driving. Not to mention if a traffic cone is in the road, you rarely miss it. Hand over the keys!"

Not wanting to antagonize the Goth further, Tori tossed Jade the keys and got in the car. Moments later, they were on their way to Andre's house.

Jade doing her best to ignore the Latina next to her, focused her eye on the road and just drove.

For the first few minutes, Tori didn't know what to say or even if she should say anything. The tense stillness in the car, soon became overwhelming.

"Well at least we don't have to worry about rush hour traffic anymore." Joked Tori nervously.

After briefly glancing at Tori, Jade resumed driving through the dead city.

About halfway to Andre's one of those strange freaks, this time a woman in some sort of waitress outfit ran into the road, at their car.

Before Tori could say anything, Jade sped up and it the freak, sending it flying over the car and onto the pavement. As they sped off, Tori looked back to see the freak lying still on the ground.

"You got it."

"Good. Save me from having to back up over it." Jade muttered.

"You know Jade, for a moment I thought you were really going to shoot me."

Jade scowled. "If you don't shut up, I just might still do that. You always did yap in the car."

Scowling right back, Tori snapped. You don't have to be so rude."

"Whatever."

The pair rode in silence rest of the way. All Tori did was look out the window in an attempt to see if anyone was still alive.

She didn't see a soul and that made the ride even more depressing. Only the radio and the tape of the DJ running from it, made the car ride even remotely bearable.

As the drove down Andre's street, Tori spotted a number of cars still parked in front of his house. She couldn't help but think, that any other day that would be good, but today it was depressing.

Pulling up to the curb and turning off the car, they both noted music coming from the house.

It was Katy Perry singing "Wakening up in Vegas."

Noting that a moment ago, when they turned the car off, the station was playing something different, the looked at each other with surprise.

"Jade, could someone?"

Not answering, Jade got out of the car and ran up to the house. "BECK!'

Quickly following Jade through the front door, Tori found the sad remains of a party cut short. Clothes, dust, cups, plates were scattered all over the living room in a chaotic fashion.

Following the sound of the music followed it onto the patio where she found Jade standing in in front of an Ipod dock as it kept blasting out music.

Jade stood in front if it, with a sad expression. "It's just on repeat. Probably been playing all fucking night."

Tori took a quick look, but there was no one.