Chapter 3

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(Sally's POV)
My heart pounded in my chest as thoughts and emotions fought to show themselves. I desperately tried to keep a straight face as I ran with my friends towards the small house. My dark dark dark dark brown hair spilled down over my sweating face. Jasmine reached the door first and cringed at the horrible creak as the door swung open slowly.

"My glasses are dirty as f*** so I'm going to the sink to was them ok? Go out the back and I'll meet you there." Jasmine ordered.

'Wow' I thought. ' she pulled herself together quickly..'

We made our way to the back door and shivered at any small sound we heard. The creak of a floorboard, the tap running as Jasmine cleaned her glasses, and even the sound of the back door creaking as Hayden leaned on it to look outside.

"There's about 3 walking, and 2 with no legs. We could probably take them on."

"What are you doing?"
I jumped as Jasmine came up behind us.

"Scoping out the battlefield."

Jasmine leaned forward to look out the window.

"This should be easy"

"SHOULD be" I replied

She rolled her eyes.
"Ok, here's the plan. Bailey, Hayden, and yousef," she paused. "Yousef??!! When the hell did you get here???"
She looked genuinely shocked, as he turned to face her.

"I saw you run out of the school and followed you here, thanks for noticing..."

"Anywho, you 3 take the crawlers, me, sally, Caitlin, Georgia, and Matthew will take the walkers. Genevieve, Sally, try to get that door open."

"Sounds like a plan" Genevieve stated in a shaking voice.
"I'm sure as hell glad I don't have to deal with those things."

"We've all got knives, but TE phoebes will have the pistols, only use them if you absolutely have to, we need to conserve bullets."
The two girls nodded, took the guns and moved to the two windows beside the door, then, we marched into battle.

Baileys POV

Taking out the crawlers was easy, trying not to get soaked in blood, wasn't.

By the time I crawled out of the grasp of the crawler that phoebe had shot, (I was fine, i didn't need help..) I was covered I guts and smelt like a dog had vomited on me, I had crawled out of a dumpster, and then walked through a swamp.

In other words, I stunk really bad.

Sally and Genevieve had the door open, and jasmine was already browsing the rifles like they were different pairs of shoes.

I ran and grabbed a pistol holster and a few small guns. The 44 caliber rifle was quite appealing, so I grabbed that as well. We completely stripped the shed, and came out with a huge collection of shotguns, rifles, and pistols. Caitlin looks badass as f***, along with myself of course.

It was pretty creepy walking through the house, and it didn't help our case when we got to the front door and literally had walkers o our doorstep.

Then Jasmine had to notice a huge cockroach on the wall.

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