After me being a living stitch board. I walked over to where Ana and Sam were sitting. They were teasing me and all that sisterly crap. Matt started over and Ana gives him the famous death stare. He continues over and I ask "what the hell do you want?". Hey replies" I was just wondering where shyanne is" I flash ana a confused look. Matt explains "short, crazy color hair, wears black". I smack my self in the head. I know we're she is I reply grimly. Knowing Ana. She will probably kill me. In an instant I'm freakin flip led over with her elbow digging into my back. "WERE IS SHE!? THIS ENTIRE TIME WE'VE BEEN SITTING HERE. WE COULD HAVE BEEN SAVING HER!" leave things to me. I screw up alot. " I am freaking sorry! I did not realize that the person I saw was her! Three skinny freaks chased her into Bens house. I could not do anything."
I'm still being held down by a nuclear Ana. I look over to color and drew. Both with guns ready. Ana yanks the pistol I was going to give her put my my belt. She is seething with rage. I swear I saw fire instead of eyes on her face. Finally she asked how We are going to get there. I say " we have a humvee," -" does it have enough gas"? Asks ana. "Enough for there and back". This is my redemption. Time to make it count. As we exit the building, I see no freaks. Simply silence, except for my guns and knife klinking against me. They must be hiding. Ana puts her head in her hands. My once spotless humvee had bullet holes and slash marks all over. I exclaim i wasn't driving Cole was! Drew roles his eyes. Thankfully Sarah is driving. I wish I was. That truck is my baby. Now I'm scared to let people touch it.
