Girl Vs. Apocalypse

"What About a First Date?"

I couldn't figure out why Jamie and her group let me in so easily. I could've been a potential threat. "Because of how hot I am."  "Shut up stupid brain, even though you're totally right"  I smiled at myself as I came up with a bomb ass compliment to myself.

"Why in the hell are you smiling?" Jamie asked staring me down. Damn i'm not entirely sure if shes a bitch or not but either way she's smokin' hot. Especially when she shanked that biter outside the ammo shop in Cabella's.

"Sorry it's nothing, just need a map. Cause i'm lost in your eyes." I replied looking at her with hopefully nothing but lust. I probably looked hella creepy though.

"Wowww haven't heard that one since middle school." she replied with a eye roll even though I could see the smile threatening to show on her lips. 

"Alright losers...and Jaime we're back at camp. Get out and unload. Jaime, Oliver, go to the house and check him for bites. See you in an hour for dinner. Dismissed." 

"Alighty lets go." Jaime said, already heading over to the shack in the corner of the compound. She whirled around, a serious expression on her face. "Take off your shirt." she said without expression. 

"Aren't you going to ask me on a date first?" I asked 

"No you egg, I'm here to check you for bites." 

"Bitch" I grumbled, reaching to take off my ripped flannel, and then the white shirt underneath. Throwing them in a pile by the door. I heard Jaime's breath catch in her throat as I took off my shirt. 

"You like what you see?" I asked her turning to her, only to find she was gone, her rifle with her. "What the-" I started as I looked out the window to find an abundance of biters in the compound. 

"Shit, shit,shit,shit,shit." I started pulling the shirt over my head and pulling out my pistol to help the group. 

BANG! I heard a shot behind me. On the ground was a slumped boy of a biter laying in a growing pool of back blood. Jaime was on the watchtower sniping biters. While I stayed on the ground and stabbed them. 

We ended up winning, but not without losses. 

Six died that day. 3 were infected and had to be put to rest. 

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"Sorry about yesterday." Jaime said parading in my room while I was in my boxers on the bed. Without sheets on. "Nice boxers by the way. Not many are brave to wear Santa boxers year round."

"Yeah?" 

"Yep. By the way I still need to check you for bites." Jaime said already making her way over to me. Her face still speckled with blood from the attack yesterday.

"Oh yeah." 'Why do I sound like the Kool Aid Man?' 'Shut up brain a hot chick is checkin' out your back like your're at a grocery store.' 

"-meaning you're all clean." said Jaime as I was spacing out."You didn't hear any of what I just said did you meat head?"

"Noooo? Is that the correct answer?" I asked, praying she wasn't going to shank me.

"Yes"

"What?"

"Well you were honest and that's all that really matters. Oh and you're clean of bites."

"Did you call me meat head?" I asked standing up and walking over to her. Causing her to walk backwards.

"I did infact!" she stated still backing up as I stalked towards her, getting her up against the wall.