I traveled with my new group, my teeth chattering. I couldn't believe it, to be honest. It was hard to believe that I was part of a group, I had a group. It felt weird. It didn't feel real.
The priest, whose name was Gabriel, led us to a church. Rick and Daryl (the guy with the crossbow) checked first, and then we all went in.
I slid into one of the pews as the rest of the group conversed with one another. I was the odd man out.
The boy with the hat, Carl, slid into the pew next to me. I looked in his direction, but not exactly at him. "Hi."
"Hey, um, Katherine. You, uh, know my name, right?" He let out a chuckle.
"Yeah. It's Carl. Is Rick your dad?"
He nodded. "I could tell."
"You've been on your own since the start?"
"Almost. A month or two later, I would say. I've been by myself, but I've still done a lot of things that I wished I could take back."
"Like what?"
I shrugged, trying not to remember. "Well, before, you know, the turn, to be honest. Even before."
Carl got the hint that I didn't want to talk about the horrible things that I've done before. He changed the topic. "You said you don't know how to use guns?"
I nodded. "Only the smaller handguns. But I rarely even use them."
"If you want, I could teach you. I could teach you how to use some other weapons, too. You know, like machetes..."
I let a small laugh, thinking he wasn't being serious. I could tell he felt hurt and I immediately stopped laughing. "Oh my gosh, I so didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry, it's just your like the same age as me, so.....yeah, I'm really sorry."
Carl still seemed a little tense, but his expression eased up a little. "I've been trained. You wouldn't understand, you weren't with a such a large group before."
I nodded. "Will you teach me? I want-no, I need to survive out here. I don't want to die, but that's exactly what's gonna happen if I don't learn."
Carl nodded. "Alright. I'll teach you," he got up and motioned me to follow him. I waved him off.
"Not right now, let's just relax."
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The Way Things Are
FanficRight before the zombie apocalypse hit, Katherine Graham, a beautiful sixth grader, was the most popular girl in school, the kind of girl that you'd want to be. After her whole family was killed, Katherine grew strong, but not strong enough. She s...