This is a story about the life of Mia, a 17 year old gamer girl. Or what's left of it anyway. She was the only person in her entire group of friends and family who survived. Survived what you may ask? The Zombie Apocalypse. Now all she has to do is...
I felts bad for almost shooting them now. Poor Ethan. I smiled sadly at the group of boys. "Soooooo, what do we do now?" Cry said twirling the katana I lent him around. "God knows. The only thing I can think of is going out and trying to figure out what is wrong." I answer now glancing at a picture of my family on the wall.
Cry's POV •~ORIGINAL POV BITCH!~•
I thought about what Mia said for a second. "What's the worst that could happen?" I joked trying to lighten the mood. Mia looked up and chuckled at the statement. "Ok. Grab what you guys need from the house. I need to grab my stuff from my room." She ordered sprinting up a set of stairs. "I'll go help her, you guys get everything down here." And I followed Mia quickly.
I stood silently, watching Mia go through her stuff and putting it into a large backpack. She froze as she opens one drawer, slowly pulling out a small picture frame and staring at it. She smiled. I just barely hear her say "I miss you." I walk over to her and set my hand on her shoulder. She looks up in surprise but quickly calms down seeing me. "Hey cry." she whispers. "You might want to clean your mask a bit. The bathroom is the next door down." she hands me a rag. "Thanks Mia. Are you OK? Is that your brother and his fiancé?" I ask looking at the picture. "Yes."
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She giggled a bit to herself. "When they took this photo they were doing a funny picture day. The put fake tattoos and stuff on. This is what they usually look like." She said pulling out another photo.
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I smiled at the picture. "They seem happy. We should go soon though. And yah I should go clean my mask." I said taking the rag and leaving as Mia put the photos in her bag.
Jack's POV •~ANOTHA ONE!•~
Me, Mark, and Felix were waiting on the couch when Mia and Cry finally came down, Cry's mask clean. "Alright let's go!" Mia said picking up the pistol. "Don't you think one of us should have the gun, its a lot more safe." Mark suggested. Mia glared at him.
"The only way your getting this gun, is if its lodged up your ass with me pulling the trigger. Do you understand?" She said growling in a menacing voice and still giving mark a death glare. Mark gulped and quickly nodded. We may be a year older than her but she's scary as fuck.
Mia walked past him and out the door with the rest of us following right behind. Cry was laughing to himself about Mark's reaction.
After we turned a corner Mia stopped. "What's the hol-" I cut myself short seeing what was in front of us.
"Thats not a cannibal, thats a"
"Zombie" we all say finishing off Mia's sentence.
~•Hello my dear friends and critics! Umm, I'm not dead? This book only has like seven reads so I don't know if everyone hates it or not sooo yahh. if you are liking this and want me to continue just say so. Hj over and out!•~
