Locker 101

Chapter 8

We entered a small house at the end of the street. It wasn't as wrecked as the others but it was still affected by the fire.There were surprisingly some valid pieces of furniture that weren't damaged. We filled a plastic bag with some useful things from a first aid kit to can openers .We entered the kitchen and grabbed some food from the pantry: A dozen of bread rolls and some peanut butter.A box of Cheerios, a pack of mixed nuts, some canned meat , a handful of bananas , 3 cans of beans and some dried fruit.

We tried to take as many bottles of water as we could carry . He then rushed upstairs and got two backpacks . We filled them with our things and he got us some extra pieces of clothing.

"We can't carry all that. It will slow us down."

"Not if we have a car."

"But neither of us can drive." I said raising one eyebrow.

" Who said so"

"You're 14 for god's sake.In addition, I think you're mentally challenged and I would never let you drive us anywhere."

He smiled seeming unaffected by my insult. He took some keys from the bedroom and leaded our way outside.

A truck was parked in the garage. It was shimmery black with silver bumpers.

"No way you're driving that!" I exclaimed.

"Why not? I drove it a couple of times. My father doesn't mind."

"So this is your house."

"I wouldn't be stealing from others' houses. I thought you were smarter than that."

" Well technically it's not stealing because the owners are probably dead and we need these things to survive. Therefore, we have the access to take anything and nobody will charge us anyway because as I said they're dead or.. maybe zombies. That explains our actions and.."

" Can you cut it out already?!" he shouted.

"Okay .. sorry .. I'm just explaining my point."

" Well do you see it's the right time to start rambling about a stupid thing? .. Here. take this we'll need it.Now go fetch some blankets and I'll get the tent."

He handed me a slightly curved sharp knife. I gaped at the sight of it.

"What the hell is that?"

"A knife. It can be used as a house hold item or in killing people."

"Stop being sarcastic! There's no way I'm using that."

"You'll have to sooner or later. Now hurry up we have no time to waste."

I ran up the stairs and went to Andrew's bedrom. It was very .. clean. It wasn't messy and the walls were completely white. It didn't look like a teenager's bedroom at all , not like my room atleast. I took two blankets from his wardrobe and folded them multiple times. As I was leaving the room, a frame caught my attention. It was a picture of him and his sister swinging in a park. They seemed happy and I'm sure it meant the world to him so I took it with me.

"What took you so long? C'mmon we need to hurry."

"Okay, chill... I don't see any zombies nearby."

"Not yet.. wait what are you holding there?"

He pointed to some toilet paper i had grabbed on my way outside.

"Well duh.. hygiene first."

"Whatever. Get in now, we have a long drive ahead of us."

"Wait. You promised we'll see my family."