Chapter 2

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Katie

Zombies. It figures. I hate the damn things. The only reason I'm starting to believe they're real is Kara, Sara, Harry, Jimmy, and Daniel. How rude of them to show up in the middle of my video gaming. Humph. It was so worth it when Harry had to kiss Jewels though. I will never let her live that one down. Her face was hilarious! I could tell she liked it though. Blackmail truly is a wonderful thing...

Sara had just stormed out in anger, and I was trying my best not to laugh like a hyena. Harry was stunned, but only for a moment. Then, not-so-smoothly (okay fine, pretty smoothly), he put his arm around Julia as if nothing had happened. Jimmy whistled. "That's the most pissed off I've ever seen her! And that's saying something!" Harry laughed. "Yeah. I really don't see what the big deal is; I mean I only dated her for like, a month anyways." Jewels looked uncomfortable. Or constipated. I couldn't tell which. It was probably the former.

"So..." Jewels trailed off awkwardly. I decided that this was a good time to listen to music. I left for my own room, well technically Julia's guest room, since I didn't actually live there, to get my Ear Pollution headphones. I love those damn things. No one can tell whether or not I'm listening to my music really loudly or not at all, which makes them perfect for eavesdropping. Which I planned to do of course, haha.

I returned to the room, and 'turned on' my iPod. "How rude." Harry stated. "Don't bother." Julia snickered. "She always does that. But that's just Katie for you." She said, shifting her sitting position. "So... how was that kiss?" Harry asked, changing the subject. Julia blushed fiercely. "Umm... uh...." She was obviously flustered. "What, didn't you like it?" he said with mock sadness.         He was just toying with her now. "Yeah! I... I mean I guess... umm..." She was dying out there, and I was loving every minute of it. "HEY!" she yelled abruptly. "You're not listening to music at all!" Shit, I must've snickered too loudly. "What, me? Eavesdrop? Never!" I said with sarcasm as I took off my headphones. Julia stood up, obviously flustered even more. "GET. OUT!" she yelled. I grabbed my headphones and fled, laughing evilly as I ran downstairs. I promptly ran into Kara and Sara, who were standing in the middle of the living room like complete dumbasses. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" they yelled in sync. "Whatever." I replied as I walked downstairs into my mancave. Yes, I have my own mancave in my friend's basement. Deal with it. "Hmmm..." I muttered to myself. "Someone's down here."

"Hey! Which one of you is playing my XBox?!" Nobody, and I mean nobody, touches my XBox without asking me first. "Oh, it's you Daniel." He grunted. "Real chatty, aren't you?" I said sarcastically. Im quite sarcastic, in case you hadn't noticed. "Yeah, whatever." He said.

     Hmmm... he might be almost as negative as I am... I thought to myself. He was playing Halo: Reach, one of my favorite games. "Well, you've got good taste in games" I said. "Alright, move over couch hog. If you're gonna play, we're doing multi-player." I plugged in my controller.

     "Have it your way." He said. That little bitch, mocking me in my own, er, my friends own house. "Ok, you're officially annoying me. I'm gonna kick your ass at this!" I stated. That got a small smirk out of him. "Wanna bet?"

     I don't know how long it had been until everyone started looking for Daniel and I. Jimmy was actually the one that found us, in the middle of our gaming war. They all came downstairs and were greeted by our insults toward each other.

     "Take that bitch!"

     "Get back here and fight you little prick!"

     "Whoa, chill out guys." Harry said, before I chucked a coaster at his face. Julia had to step in and turn off the gaming system. "Aw man! I was about to beat his sorry ass!" I protested. "In your dreams." Daniel scoffed. "Wow Daniel, this is the best mood I've seen you in!" said Sara. Or was it Kara? With this comment, Daniel went back to his moody self. "Yeah, whatever." He muttered. "I'm going upstairs."

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