"The Zombie Book"

Ouch!

          Zach's P.O.V

       

       I woke to the sound of yelling. James and Marks voices carried by the old, stuffy, single mattress I was laying on. They were fueding about (Y/N). I heard her name at least seven times before I stood up. 

     I moved behind Cody's board and tried to eavesdrop. Mark yelled at James... "She HAS to stay! She's the best bet this camp has got for survival!" Survival? We're already... Ok.. But.. she only has a small chance of that small, frail body surviving out here! 

    James snapped back with a calm, friendly almost air... "We gotta trade her... if we don't we'll lose Parker. Would we rather have a protection-needed weakling, or Parker?" She is not weak! Wait.. yeah she probably is.. I bet Cody's out there right now, saving her from zombies.

   Wait wait wait wait wait... Trade!? "We will not trade her! She is our ONLY chance!" Sometimes that boy can read my mind.. nonetheless, I stepped out from behind the board, furious of what I had heard.

   "What do you mean trade (Y/N)!? Shes to precious to be lost! Who are we trading her to!? He'll probably murder her!" James looked at me dumbfounded. "You were...  eavesdropping? Again?" I nodded my head and looked at James again. 

  I took him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to Cody's cot. Practically throwing him on it I yelled... "Who. Will she go with. If you 'trade' her?" He laughed nervously and mumbled something, looking down. I gave him a kick, which indicates I need a answer.

   "Do you remember.. Uhm.. what was his name? Do you remember that guy named Bill? He died by zombies.". I gave a slight nod. Bill... He was pretty cool. I was upset when I found out about his death. But I should have expected it. He was a bit on the chunky side. 

   " Well zombies didn't kill him. He was traded. Also known as stolen" He looked away as I looked at him with one evil eye. "You going to let someone steal (Y/N)!?" He nodded smally.

   "Let them take Parker.. (Y/N) isn't going.. Not today, not ever.." He opened his mouth to say something, but probably realized it would make situations worse. 

    I stormed away from the cubical area and ran off to were Parker was sleeping. Oh so soundly. It would be a shame if someone... Woke him. 

    I looked around, not finding him. I called out a few times only to get nothing. Then I looked up. Curled in a tree, at least twenty stories high, was Parker, asleep. Today, was Tuesday. 

   Yesterday, Monday, Parker was supposed to climb trees to find a good look out area. He had fell asleep. I picked up a stone the size of my whole hand, and with great force, I threw it at Parker.

   He scrambled awake, and due to poor memory (I'm guessing) he fell out of the tree with a small yelp. Instead of hearing a crash, I heard more screaming. People? 

      Codys  P.O.V

       Out of absolutely no where, Parker came falling out of the air, landing on me and (Y/N). I managed to scramble away, but (Y/N), didn't.

   Parker came down right on (Y/N), knocking them both out. Parker had managed to hit so hard (Y/N) had a small dribble of blood coming from the back of her head.

   "(Y/N)!!? Parker!!?" Was one of them dead!?