Next Gen Survivor

Chapter 2

(Ryan's POV)

     I woke up the next morning and heard a thunk.

     "Nice, but still ur breath" I heard Mason say as I looked down from the tree. I saw him with Andy, who was holding a crossbow. I jumped down and walked over, noticing Mason had his arm wrapped around her as she aimed. She breathed out and fired, hitting the center of the target. "Haha! Nice! Are you sure you've never shot a bow?" He said and gave Andy a quick hug. I cleared my throat.

     "Oh... Ryan..." Andy said, hanging the cross bow on her back.

     "H-hey Ryan, whatcha doin'?" Mason asked, his cheeks a little red. I raised an eyebrow at him then rolled my eyes. I climbed the tree and woke the others. Jack was always a morning person, so he was already bouncing all over the place. I looked over and caught Andy's gaze, noticing under her eyes were a little dark, and I walked over.

     "Did you even sleep?" I asked in my sarcastic tone. She shook her head and armed herself with a knife tied around her leg. "Why?" I asked, tying to get the distant emo to talk.

     "Why... Do you care?" She glared at me.

     "Sorry..." I said, walking away from her. 

(Mason's POV)

     I watched Ryan walk away, then looked back at Andy to see she was being crowed by Jack, John and Jacob. I reached in between them, found her hand, grabbed it and pulled her out of the fray. She ran right into my chest, then met my eyes for a split second. I let her go and we both looked a different direction.

Why did I ever tease her? She fucking adorable! I thought, stealing a glance at her, catching her eyes again, causing both of us to look away again. I scratched the back of my neck and walked away a few steps. I ran my hand through my spiked brown hair.

(Andy's POV)

     Why? I thought, stealing a final glance at Mason. His spiked brown hair, and dark teal eyes just, seemed to grab me, make it almost impossible to look away. He was wearing a white tank top, with a checked shirt tied around his waist. His dark blue jeans matched his black combat boots, he even had finger-less gloves, black ones with green rims.

      Mason was different from the others. They all had red-ish brown hair with differing shades of green in their eyes, including Ryan. I shook my head and snapped back to reality.

     "Well, thanks for teaching me how to shot..." I said to Mason, then walked away. I have a loud whistle and everyone walked over. "Ok, none of you have ever played Minecraft, correct? Well, the basics of survival are simple. You only need to know how to fight." I flipped out my knives, holding the blades backward. "These, are my weapon of choice because I'm better at melee combat, not ranged. I am, however, being taught how to shot by Mason." I saw him blush a little and scratch his neck. "You also need to be able to mine, iron and diamond are what we need, it's makes the strongest armor." I swung my knife straight out to the side and stabbed a zombie. I watched everybody's eyes widen as I walked away from the corpse. "Well, what are you guys waiting for? Start training!"