It's Called, "Alexandria Safe-Zone."

Chapter Three: Just Friends.

||Jamie above||

~Catrina's POV~

"So, how's your two years of living in the apocalypse been?" Carl asked me as we took a walk around Alexandria.

"Pretty... bloody. And yours?" I answered.

"Boring, without my best friend," he laughed, putting his arm around me.

"Follow me," I threw his arm off my shoulders and grabbed his hand. He gave me a weird expression but allowed me to tug him to where I wanted. I checked to make sure no one was looking and climbed the wall. Carl was right behind me.

"Oh gosh," he mumbled looking at how high the fall was from where he was sitting on the wall, "oh gosh no."

"Carl! Get your ass over-" I felt hands grab my shoulders, so I pulled my knife from my belt and went to stab the thing in the face. I turned to see an older girl, maybe 16 or 15. She had brown hair with side bangs and dark brown eyes.

"No- don't!" she threw her arms up in defense -like that would help- and scrunched her nose. I put my knife away and bit my lip. How much more people will we invite in today?!

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•°Jamie's POV•°

I put my hands up.

"Please..." I said. She looked at me. She was pretty. About 14, 15.

"Who are you?" She asked. I sighed and put my hands down.

"My name is Jamie, Jamie Madison," I smiled. She looked at me.

"Um? " I said. She snapped out of it.

"Sorry. My names Catrina. " she smiled. Perfect white teeth.

Perfect everything.

I smiled. Behind her appeared a boy with brown shaggy hair and blue eyes, along with a sheriffs hat.

"I have a question," the boy said, "come here." I edged closer. I looked at Catrina. She had her hands on her hips next to him.

I looked at him. "Y..yes?" I studdered.

"How many walkers have you killed?" He asked.

I gulped. "I don't know, too many."

"How many people have you killed?"

"One.."

"Why?"

"My boyfriend...he was slapping and hurting me."

He looked over at Catrina. They both nodded. Um.... what?

"Your in. But just so you know..if you ever. Ever! Harass my friends or this whole camp, I'm not afraid to pull the trigger. GOT IT!" He yelled.

I nodded. "Ye..yes..." I can already tell he doesn't like me.

"Oh by the way I'm Carl," he said, holding out his hand.

I shook it.

"Jamie."

I smiled. He smiled and went over to Catrina and put his arm around her.

I think I like this place already.

~Catrina's POV~

"She looked so familiar," I whispered to Carl as we all climbed back over the fence.

"Well, that's how it is. Thought I seen you but it was just a walker. That made me freak out even more," Carl shook his head. He jumped down first and helped Jamie down. A pang of jealously went through me as he grabbed her hand and led her to safety. I didn't realize that Carl walked back over because I was staring at her deep set of eyes.