The Beginning of the End

Chapter 5

This chapter makes me happy with life. Idek why.
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Evan's POV

I pull out my phone and turn it on. I then go to settings, switching modes on and off. Yes, now I can vibrate.

Jasmine's POV

"So what's the plan?" I ask.
"We're planning on where we're going next." says Krystal.
"Yeah. We're going to pack up supplies then head to Springfield." Patrick remarks.
"What if no one is there to help us?" I ask.
"Then we'll go to Chicago." Farah says, "We'll follow. The train tracks because the highway might be dangerous."
"When will we leave then?" I question.
"In a week or two so we can gather supplies and pack." Eli answers.
"Sound like a plan to me." I say.
"Shouldn't we tell Evan the plan?" Emma asks.
"Ehh. He'll find out eventually." answers Farah.
"I think we should tell him so he isn't confused later." I cut in.
"Fine Jazz, tell him." Farah moans.

I fumble my feet over to the garage door.

Evan's POV

I rub two sticks together continuously. The car I'm behind will be the first to catch fire. Then the house will burn. I laugh to myself thinking of the ginger joke Farah made. Her house WILL be on fire. Soon at least. I hear the door to the garage open. I quickly throw my sticks on the ground.

"Evan!" I hear Jasmine call out, "We devised a plan!"
"What's the plan?" I ask coming out from behind the car.

She tells me the plan, then turns around. I stay where I am. Jasmine looks back at me and gestures me inside.

"Won't Farah be mad." I say.
"Hmm... it'll be fine." she responds.

We walk inside to find everyone in the living room.

Farah's POV

I look up to see Jasmine and Evan walk in the room. Wait Evan. Dammit Jasmine.

"I said he isn't allowed in here!" I screamed.
"Farah." Jasmine says.

I look at her. Her eyes look sternly at me. Nooo Jarah.

"Fine." I sigh. "Evan you better not touch anything."
"Don't worry," he mocks,"I won't weaboo."
"Okayyyy!" Emma screams, "Why don't we start gathering supplies."
"Right," I say, "Everybody follow me to get a weapon."

Kaylie's POV

We follow Farah downstairs to the office. She opens a cabinet to show us tons of supplies.

I get first in line. I take some supplies and walk over to Jasmine next to Sofia at the end of the line.

"Look." I say taking out a pair of scissors and a knife from my boot.                                                   "Oh my god," Jasmine laughs, "it's just like the old days."

I thought back to the month I kept scissors in my boots. Then how the teachers took away them when they found out.

"It's fabulous." I smile. I then walk over to what looks like an office.

Sofia's POV

I look at all of the knives, guns, bows, ect. I think of the idea of having to kill someone. I could never do that. My family if probably gone. Would they want to see me kill like how someone did to them. I miss them...

"I...I don't want a weapon." I manage to whisper out.
"Sofia, I know you don't like the idea of hurting people but it's just in case." Jasmine tells me gently "Plus we don't want you to be killed."
"O-Ok, I guess that makes sense." I say taking a knife and gun.

I watch Jasmine take a crossbow and then attach a knife and gun to her belt. We walk together to the others. I feel the gun in my pocket as we walk. Maybe I do need to defend myself. I try gripping the gun. The feeling is uncomfortable. Maybe... I won't.... be able to protect myself. I look at Jasmine. She looks tired and worried. I guess I'll have to try.

Try.....try.......try....

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Yay! I've finally made a new chapter. YES. I'm smart.