I woke up at 6 a.m. to the sound of my favorite song playing as my alarm. I usually just have random songs play when I have to wake up, that way it's new every day, and not the same annoying alarm sound.
I turned off my alarm and got out of bed as quickly as possible, running to the bathroom to take a 20-minute shower, thinking about how I and 12's reunion will be. Would it be too early to kiss her? What will she do? What if she doesn't come? How will she look after all these years? What if she doesn't like me anymore?
I had so many questions, so many thoughts, that it took me 10 minutes until I actually started showing. It took another 10 minutes just to comb my long, curly hair. I still have my buzz cut. It took me about 3 minutes to wash my body.
I turned off the shower, taking my towel from the top of the pole, wrapping it around my body, and stepping out. I looked into the mirror, smiling to myself. When my body was dry I had totally forgotten to actually bring clothes into the bathroom to change into. So I went back to my room and put on a nice blue dress.
I transferred the towel to my hair, going back into the bathroom once again to do my makeup. I put some red highlights to my nose and cheeks, putting on some dark pink lipstick and nicely done eyeliner. I've been getting much better at makeup, so much so that people tell me I should be a makeup artist.
I wanted to look good for my future wife.. That's crazy to think about, that in a matter of minutes, I'll be meeting my best friend and soon to be wife.
Once my makeup was perfect, I let down my hair and put some leave-in conditioner into it, and put it in a blue bow tie scrunchie. I looked just the way I like. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind not wearing makeup, but I look really good with it on, too.
By the time I was done, it was 7 a.m., so I went to my kitchen and prepared myself some cereal. As I ate, I kept thinking about what would happen, and it made the butterflies in my stomach crazy. I could hardly even finish my food.
By the time 12 had arrived, I was sitting on my couch in the living room, watching TV. Once I heard the knock at the door, I became startled for a moment. 'I thought she said she'd be here by 8... I guess she couldn't wait to see me' I thought, giggling to myself as I turned off the T.V. and sprinted downstairs in excitement.
I looked at the security footage on my monitor from the cameras I have, seeing that my best friend is really here. I ran to the store, opening up the gate and swinging open the door.
12 tackled me, nearly making me fall over, I couldn't help but smile and giggle from happiness, hugging back tightly. "Hello 13..." she whispered, making me giggle even more. I didn't know how much I missed her voice until now.
"12! It's been so long!" I exclaimed, smiling at her. I booped her nose as she put her hand on my cheek, tilting my head up. That simple movement made me feel something I can't explain, something I haven't felt in a long time. Love.
I couldn't help myself, so I leaped forward onto her, kissing her happily as I wrapped my arms around her. I felt 12's arms wrap around my waist, making me feel safe and protected.
"I've missed you so much" She whispered in the same loving tone. "You're still as beautiful as I remember"
Now, that made me blush, making my cheeks pinker than what they already are. I had so many things to say to her, that I didn't know what to say. So, I do what I do best. I joke around when I don't know what to do or say.
"And.. You're still so much taller than me" I laughed and rumpled her hair. She rolled her eyes, which was expected. I couldn't stop smiling.
"That's the only compliment you have to give me?" She asked, "Also, do you have anywhere I can store about... 15 crates of food supplies?"
I click my tongue, letting go of 12 and sitting at my desk with my arms crossed with a slight smirk, but still smiling. "Well, I'm pretty sure I do. But no, that wasn't the only compliment I have to give... You're still a beauty~..." I said flirtatiously
"Well, thank you. And, well... I'll go unload the plane. Give me about 30 minutes to get everything... My love..."
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After she left to unload her plane, I let my face relax, and by that, I mean I let my brain make me smile as wide as I could. I stood from my chair, going to the edge of my door and watching 12 admirably. "So, how was the flight here?" I asked, walking towards her.
"It was pretty good, the weather and turbulence weren't too bad. Though, I did shoot down some zombies yesterday" She said confidently, almost as if it was normal.
I was shocked, I could feel my jaw drop. "I'm sorry, you what??" I asked, shocked, but really happy and excited for her. " What did they look like? Are they headed here? Did any follow you?"
12 was pretty calm about it all, grabbing a crate of food and going inside. I followed close behind. "Well, they weren't exactly like the movies, they were more pale than green, but they did make weird noises and were quite.. the undead." 12 explained while putting the crate down in my shop. She went back to get another, I followed.
"Well, it makes sense that they're pale, but when you shot them, was there any blood? Where did you shoot to kill them?" I continued to ask questions, I have so many. I grabbed a crate as 12 grabbed another.
"Surprisingly, there wasn't much blood, and obviously I shot them point-blank in the head. It was pretty badass if you ask me" She smiled with a quiet chuckle.
"Damn right! It had to have been badass, you shot a zombie point-blank!" I said ecstatically.
"Well, I shot two" She corrected me with a smirk.
After talking more about the zombies and what we've been doing over the years, the plane was unloaded as soon as we knew it. "Well, would ya look at that! We're already done" I smiled, putting the last crate down and locked up my door.
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The Apocalypse Brides Promise
Mystery / ThrillerTwo high school friends, immature and goofy, make a silly promise. It was more of a joke, however. Yet, they had not yet known what was to be their future. The Apocalypse came so unexpectedly, and with the apocalypse came the reemerge of that old pr...