Shifters and Zombies

Chapter 7

>*RUNS OUT OF TRANSITIONS* OH I GIVE UP, JUST BE FANG...<

         I kept my eyes straight ahead as we neared my house. I reached my hand out for the doorknob then stopped and looked over my shoulder at Scar, he was staring at his feet with a light, wait, is he, blushing? I shook my head, 'no way', I opened the door and held it open for him. 'he is kinda attractive...' No, stop what are you doing!' I shut the door and pulled a lighter out of my pocket, lighting a candle on the table near by.

        The front room was simple, no one in my family sat still very often so all the furniture there was a table. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed my backpack and started filling it with cans and water bottles. I looked at Scar.

           He was standing awkwardly in the corner. I threw him a duffle bag. "You gonna help or not?" He nodded a bit and walked over to me.

        I rolled my eyes, sometimes he could be a pain in the ass...

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When we were back outside, I shifted to cat form and held the bag in my mouth. It was now about mid day.

        "We shof fins tea otters..." Scar looked at me confused.

        "What?" I sighed and spit out the bag.

        "We should find the others..." He nodded and I picked up the bag again. "You can probably sent track them better than me..." He nodded and shifted, sniffing around us.

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>BE THE BIRD SHIFTER WHO IS NOW HOLDING A SHOT GUN<

        I looked down at the shot gun in my hands. It was a real beauty. I heard Ella yell for me.

        "Charlie, get over here and stop caressing that gun!" She hissed.

I rolled my eyes and started grabbing anything that looked useful.