Deck of Cards

Sept

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖕𝖙

Lunch went by pretty fast. The six of them were engaged in the topic who would survive in the zombie apocalypse; it was a great way for everyone to know each other better, for Alice that is.

"I bet Jamie is the only one who would actually survive the apocalypse, the guy can do anything," Daryl says, leaning on Jamie's shoulder, "Isn't that right Jamie boy,"

Jamie tsks and pushes Daryl off of his shoulder with his elbow, leaving Daryl's hair flopped over. Alice laughed softly, covering her lips with her sleeve. Fleur was nearly half-asleep, her and Sparrow talking quietly to each other.

"Are you for-real that Jamie can do anything?" Alice asks out of curiosity. 

Daryl nodded, his hair flipping back to its original state. "The guy is literally inhuman! Just look at his emotionless face,"

Daryl tries cupping Jamie's face, only failing as Jamie smacks his hands off of his face. 

"Touch my face again, and I'll hurt the thing most precious to you," Jamie warns. 

The five of them look at Russo, who shrugged then shakes his head. "Wait what-"

Daryl pokes Jamie in the face, making him jolt up. Daryl smiles as he turns to Russo. "For as of now, you're the most precious thing to me,"

Russo raised an eyebrow. "Was I never the most precious thing to you-"

Russo's eyes widened in realization as to what Daryl meant by that. He jumped up from his seat and began to run out of the cafeteria door. Jamie smirked as he sat back down. He gave a high-five to Daryl, who gladly returned it to him. 

"Thanks bro," Jamie says to Daryl. 

Daryl smiled. "No problem,"

"What- What just happened?" Alice spits out when she giggles under her sleeves. "Was that just all planned?"

Daryl chuckled, putting his arms down. "Yeah. Jamie told me that Russo was annoying him in English, so I helped him out by pranking Russo,"

"That was amazing,"

As the three of them start to talk about the things that Jamie and Daryl have done to Russo, Sparrow and Fleur were quietly chatting.  

"Do you and Finn wanna sleep over tonight? My parents are off to another trip again, won't be back till who knows w-," 

Russo bolts in from the doors, walking with an annoyed face towards their table. You could see the madness steam off of him. 

"I can not believe that whole thing was a joke! Daryl, you're supposed to be my right-hand man!" Russo exclaims as he takes his seat back. 

"Well too bad,"

Russo puts his head down in sadness. "I'm surrounded by fakes,"

Sparrow coughed, grabbing Fleur's attention. "As I was saying, do you and Finn want to stay over at my place?"

Fleur chuckles softly, then shakes her head. Her long black hair was entwined with Sparrow's fingers. "No, it's okay. Office won't call me again till, I think maybe near the end of this month. I've to turn sixteen for them to intervene again,"