Where It All Began

Chapter Twelve

PIC OF ETHAN!! ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

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The next few days were terrible. Genna woke up which was legitimately the only good thing that happened over the three days. Not one other single person came to Chloe's soldier or not. We waited and waited, but yet there was no sign of life besides us.

Emma was slowly getting irritated by Genna's constant demands for food, but how could you deny poor helpless injured Genna? Apparently Emma.

One afternoon we were lounged around the living room in the pitch black silence holding on to the last strand of hope we attained. Genna was draped on the couch eating a package of Smith's sour and onion chips, Nick was staring out the window (we were yet to talk since my little out burst), Emma was spread out on the living room rug reading a novel entitled "What to do in a War" that she had surprisingly sourced in Chloe's study, Chloe was in the kitchen cooking on a camping stove some rice for dinner, Jarrod was trying to help Chloe, but was more in her way then helping, Jecinta was asleep in Chloe's room and I was humming to myself as I drew plans to return to the school.

Genna groaned loudly interrupting the silence. I turned my attention to Genna with one eyebrow raised.

"I'm out of potato chips." She groaned screwing up the packet and throwing it down at Emma, scoring a blow to the back of her head.

Apparently Emma didn't like it very much because she sat up and slowly turned to face Genna with a scowl etched across her face.

"Can you not see that I am trying to do something productive?!" Emma yelled angrily picking up the packet next to her and throwing it back at Genna.

"Were you just shot in the leg?! Yeah I didn't think so. So sit your ass back down." Genna growled back flipping her the bird and throwing the packet back.

"This is stupid!" Emma yelled furiously, "We are in the middle of a war and we are just sitting around doing nothing!"

"What are we supposed to do?" Nick sighed looking over at me.

"We don't know how to fight so that's out." Chloe agreed from the kitchen.

"Maybe not, but I agree with Emma we need to at least do something." I put in turning to the group sitting cross legged.

"Our parents wouldn't want us getting hurt." Jarrod voiced coming into the room and sitting next to Emma on the rug covered floor.

"God knows where our parents are Jarrod..." Emma trailed off looking toward the floor.

Everyone knew deep down that they would have tried to contact us or left a note if they could.

"I say we find out what is going on at the school." I suggested standing up and moving next to Nick who placed a hand on my knee supportively.

"It's a good idea, atleast then we could get insight into what's happening." Emma agreed.

"One thing you're both forgetting. They are trained solidiers, trained to kill on site. You saw Mr Henry..." Genna stated matter of factly.

"Yes maybe so, but if we aren't seen then we don't get shot at. Plus they don't know the school like we do." I added showing my sketch of the school's floor plan.

"If we cut across the vineyard and access the school from the back where the bush is at its thickest, there is a good opportunity we won't be seen." Emma agreed nodding.

"Also the Mali Mia is still under construction, which means they won't touch it. We could get in there, it gives a good view of the school." Jarrod put in stretching out his arms.