I have found my place in the group sooner than I expected. I am the driver. The one that will get us out of the situations. The get away. I wonder what everyone elses place was. Paul? Definitely the smartest one. Z? The strongest and has the most knowledge on weapons. I wondered how ginger felt at that moment. Not knowing her place. Or maybe she does and we just dont know it yet.
We all hopped into the car. It was only a two seater so some will have to sit in the trunk. The guys decided to let ginger sit up front with me.
"Where to guys?"
"Well, I think we need a base." Paul said through the small window. "Somewhere in the country. Just in case others are in the larger areas."
"Shouldnt we check out the town first? It's a mile away from here. I know were it is."
"Actually that's probably a good idea. Let's see if we can find anymore supplies. "
We headed towards town on the bumpy road. I see why they always redo the roads. It's not exactly a smooth ride.
I saw the sign up a head. "Gorham city" wait, that's not what the old sign said nor looked like. There was an entrance made of tires and steel. The sign hung around the top of the entrance. As we got closer I could see there was men sitting on top of it. Guarding it with guns. Z seemed fascinated.
"What happened here?" I mumbled to myself.
As we slowly drived by we saw the buildings that were damaged but repaired with junk. It was like a town again. But not much people. we saw people looking at us funny. And we looked at them funny.
They didnt look like the same people you would see before the war. They wore clothes that weren't familiar to us. Probably made of anything they can find. They were wearing alot of metal. Some more than others. There was paint on their faces, everyone had different markings.
"Well we probably look like some strange people huh?" I said.
"We should probably get some new clothes." Z said still eyeballing the guns.
We stopped at a little building in the front. A man walked up to the window.
"Aye, are you new here?" The man had a thick accent. And his slang was alittle weird. He rested his hands on the door.
"Yeah, we are new."
"We never get new people. You're the first in awhile."
"We are?"
"Yes ma'am. Where you come from? Close by?"
"Closer than you think. We come from the bomb shelter."
"The shelter? You come from shelter? Theres more of you?"
"Yeah. We were frozen in there for awhile. We aren't sure how long though."
"This whole time you've been frozen? That was atleast around 300 years ago."
Our eyes widened.
"300 years I've been frozen?" Ginger asked.
"Well, yes! Thats where my family came from. All our ancestors."
"That's why some were missing from the machines." Z mumbled to himself. "They must of gotten out 300 years before us."
Paul added, "so it's been longer than 300 years. They just got out 300 years before us."
"Yep. No one knows for sure how long. We just started off of the year the war started. So the date is 2320."
"Fuck..." I honestly couldn't wrap my mind around everything. This is a new life for me, for everyone.
"You know, there were more of you. Ones that came here sayin' the same thing. However this was a year ago. They were around the age of 15. Their called jess and Dustin. You can find them around here somewhere. Most likely at their stations."
"Their stations?"
"Yeah. Each person here is trained to do a certain skill. Jess is a communicator. She uses her charisma to make deals with other city's and Dustin is a mechanic."
"Alright. Thank you sir."
"No problem. If you need anything else, you know where to find me. "
We went deeper into the city that was once just a close by town by my house. On every side of us there were buildings all connected. Small little shacks with signs. We all started looking for a mechanic sign. Dustin was going to be our first find. And shit, that man wasn't kidding. There are alot of stations. They were all built out of old metal they could find. Or the old buildings that use to be here.
"Alright guys, theres alot here. It may be faster if we split up. Probably in groups "Everyone else nodded
Z looked at me and pointed at me.
"I'll go with you"
He said quietly.
"So I guess that leaves you guys to be together. Is that ok?"
"Yeah."
Paul seemed excited to be alone with ginger. He must like her. I kinda figured that from the start. Ever since he first saw her. It was kinda cute.
We started on separate ways in hopes to find Dustin.
It was weird. Thinking about how I use to walk down these streets about 300 years ago. It only felt like yesterday I was standing in this very spot. I started to space out from reality. Or could I even call this reality anymore? I dont want to. No one does. I'm just hoping I wake up from this nasty dream soon. So I can just go back and life out my life how it was supposed to go. I wanted to find someone, get old, have kids of my own. But not anymore. Now my dream is to stay alive. And I will do so. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. My eyes focus. Its Z.
"Hey are you ok? You seem alittle spaced out."
"Yeah. I'm ok. Just thinking about my old life."
He looked deep into my eyes and I could see sympathy.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You know, I use to be on my own. Always alone. But I have people now. People that hopefully got my back."
He doeant quite trust us yet.
"Oh I see. So this is a upgrade?"
He smiled a bit being careful not to show his teeth. I like how his cheeks wrinkled as he smiled.
"I guess you could call it that."
"Got it. So, why me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well you picked me to walk with. Should I feel special?"
"Actually yeah, you should. I dont normally like people from the start but I guess your the first."
"That's kinda surprising. People often tell me I look intimidating with my resting bitch face."
"What's wrong with your face? You have the perfect face."
"Your crazy. "
"No seriously. You have the tan skin, dark hair and really beautiful eyes."
He got alittle closer to look at my eyes.
"Their like green on the Inside and have a blue ring on the outside. I've always wanted eyes like yours. I just have plain old brown eyes."
"Yeah well I like brown eyes. They look like pools of honey in the light. Speaking of that, that's what yours look like right now."
"Your fucking with me."
"No, they do. Seriously."
He let air out through his nose laughing. Smiling once again.
"Well, as long as you like them. I'm happy."
I rolled my eyes smiling and pushed him playfully.
"Your goofy."
YOU ARE READING
Wastelander
مغامرةWar breaks out, people are lead into the shelter to be frozen for hundreds of years. The world becomes a wasteland. A group of people who lived are let out. They all have different skills and work together to stay alive.
