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"I'm telling you Jessica and JT would be totally the cutest couple." Rachel tried convincing Jess while she stirred her chocolate milk.
Jess just rolled her eyes.
"No we wouldn't. Right Brooke?" Jess tried to get me to agree with her.
"Well, you guys would be kind of cute. I'm not gonna lie."
Jess gasped.
"Wow Brooke I thought we were best friends." She joked. We all laughed.
"Hey um did you guys see the news this morning? They said that someone actually came back from the dead and tried to attack someone." I brought up.
"Holy shit, yeah I did. Thats so fucking scary. Like what if a zombie apocalypse happened. We would be fucked." Rachel said with her voice shaking.
"I highly doubt that will happen." Jess disagreed."I mean, dead people walking around? That'll be the day."
"Well you never know." I started to say. "It could happen. And if it did there would probably be safe places. Like they would put walls around a city or town."
"I hope." Rachel muttered.
Jess spoke up."If it did happen I think I would be okay. I'd be blasting them bitchez brains out. Bang Bang." She made her hand into gun form.
"Brooke would be the one that is most likely to survive out of all of us. Her family is so tough. Her dad owns like 10 ten guns and every one has at least one knife. Even her nine year old sister." Rachel pointed out.
"Yeah and because of that everyone thinks I'm a freak. I'm known as the girl with the phsyco family whose dad is going to become a future serial killer."
"Yeah well you'll prove them wrong when this zombie apocalypse happens. Your gonna survive this shit. You got this." Jess said.
"Yeah well none of them will be alive to see my victory."
"But you still win."
"We should call them something else. 'Zombie' sounds to weird." Rachel said.
"Biters." Jess suggested.
"I like that." I agreed.
"Yes!" Rachel said dragging out the S.
"I hope this doesn't actually happen. I would try to survive but if worse came to worse and i knew i was going to die a horrible death or suffer, i would commit suicide." I sighed.
"You wouldn't need too. Because its not gonna happen." Jess said.
"How are you so sure? What are you, some future teller or something?" I laughed.
"The big man promised the resurrection of the dead. This could be it." Rachel said.
"Well don't you think he would have something different in mind." Jess said.
"You know what guys. Honestly if it does happen. I just want you guys to know that I love you guys a lot and I hope you can survive. No, you WILL survive. When this all happens Lets have all our families meet by the highway. Bring canned food and medicine and as much weapons as you can find but keep keep your bag light so you can move fast. Keep your shirt behind your knife so its easy to grab. Have another round of bullets close by in case you run out." I told them. They just looked at me suprised.
"How do you know all this, may i ask?" Rachel said.
"Remember? My dad is bat shit crazy about survival things and 'biters'." I laughed.
The bell rung signaling that its time to go home. We have lunch last which is so stupid because then we are starving the whole day.
"I don't see why your worrying. Its not gonna happen." Jess said.
"Just in case." I said.
We walked to the busses and Rachel was the first one to get on a bus.
"Guys just in case." She pulled us all in for a hug.
"I love you guys. I hope we will see each other if it actually happens. Good bye." she whispered in our ears. We parted.
"I told you guys so many times. It's not gonna happen." Jess said.
"Jessica you never know. Remember meet by the highway." Rachel said and got in her bus. Jess and I started walking towards her bus.
"You know i kind of feel bad fir Rach. She is always so convinced these things are going to happen. Like the time she thought "Count Dracula" was out to get her. Oh god." She laughed.
I laughed with her.
"Yeah that was a bit outlandish." I agreed.
"Yeah. Lets all skype later." Jess said. "Talk about the upcoming "Zombie apocalypse"."
"Okay." I laughed."Bye Jess."
"See ya Brooke." She waved and got on her bus.
This apocalypse can't happen. I mean, people dying and coming back to life eating your face off? Yeah, like that will happen. There is a possibility of dead people walking around yet I can't get pass math or get a boyfriend. Wow.
I got on my bus and took my usual seat in the middle of the bus. The front is where the quiet kids sit. I mean i'm quiet too, but they never utter a sound. The back is where the annoying 'cool' kids sit. The middle is where the 'normal' kids sit. I mean i'm not considered normal because my dad is considered a "future serial killer phsyco". Some kids at my school were planning to report him to the police. They told the police that he was a drug dealer and that he was planning to kill his family. There was this whole case around it but he came out not guilty. Those kids got suspended from school and their parents basically out them in solitary. No one ever saw them out of there home or on the internet. That was three years ago. They got what they deserved.
The bus driver pulled over to the first stop where the three people on the back of the bus got off.
"Bye freak." The first to get off said. He threw paper ball at me.
The other just glanced at me and hurried off.
Most people are scared of me considering my family is practically crazy. My stop was next. About five minutes passed and then it was my stop. The bus driver pulled over and I stood up to get off. The kids in the front huddled closer to the windows to get away from me. They were scared too. I sighed because I'm tired of some people doing this. But hey, thats life.
I hopped off the bus and started toward my house. Its about a ten minute walk there, not that bad. So while I'm walking there, let me explain about who I am.
My name is Brooke Ryan. I'm fourteen (turning fifteen in june, its march right now) years old. I live in Macon, Georgia in a old farm house. My mom and dad are still married which seems rare these days it seems. I have a nine year old sister named Kayla. She hasn't a mean bone in her body. She makes friends with everybody. Well, at leasts tries too. My brother Jack is in California right now. He wants to become a film maker. My dad has a shed where he keeps his weapons. Creepy, I know. He is also convinced an apocalypse is going to happen. He never lets anyone in there. He has heavy locks on there. The only weapon my sister, mom and I have is a knife which isn't small but isn't big. We have a barn where we keep two horses. We also have a dog. His name is sam and he is a mutt. He is very loving towards us, but threatening towards strangers. He is kind of like a guard dog. Well yeah he is one. That's basically it. My life isn't that interesting.
I hopped up my front steps and went inside.
"I'm home!" I called out while taking off my shoes.
"In the kitchen sweetie." My mom called out.
I put down my bag and walked into the kitchen. My mom was watching the news and cutting some carrots. I sat on a stool and took an apple that was in a basket on the island.
"So far five men have came back from the dead." The news man spoke."They died over night and came back this morning. They haven't been put down. There are in solitary and are going to be treated and scientists are going to try to get them back to "normal". This is a deadly disease. We are trying to keep it from spreading anywhere else. If you live in the New York area, we are telling you to stay inside. Keep family members and loved ones close. Lock your doors and windows. This disease is very deadly."
"Wow." I muttered to myself.
"Your father is going to take you and Kayla to keep learning your knife throwing after he picks her up from school. He is on his way there right now." My mom told me.
"Okay. Mom what if the zombie apocalypse actually happens. What will we do?"
"It won't happen Brooke. We are going to be fine. Now go get Sam from the back yard. He is causing a ruckus."
I walked through my house to the back and opened the back door to see unleash Sam and bring him inside.
"Sam! Get over here and stop barking."
He stood still and kept growling and stared at the woods. He usually listened to me. What was going on?
"Sam? Stop it. Get over here now."
He just growled and growled. I slowly walked over to him. What is he growling at? Please just be a bunny or something. Don't be a biter...
A squirrel hurried up a tree.
"Phew." I was relieved. "C'mon Sam. Quit your barking its just a squirrel. Lets go inside."
I unleashed Sam he listened. We went inside and my dad and sister just came home.
"Hi Sammy!" My little sister squealed. She is IN LOVE with that dog. Sam wagged his tail like there was no tomorrow. Which there might be.
"Alright girls. Go get your knives from your rooms. We're going to practice knife throwing a little bit more. Actually, scratch that. You know enough about knife throwing. We are going to shoot guns today. 15 bullets at the most. We can't waste them. Meet me by the barn in about five minutes." He left to go get things from the shed.
"Guns?" Kayla asked me."But guns are for killing people." Her upper lip trembled.
I picked her up and set my apple on the coffee table.
"Dad is just teaching us to protect ourselves. And not from people."
"From what?" She asked.
"Just from...something." I told her.
"Alright." I said while setting her down."I'm going to get my shoes on and we will go meet dad. Okay?"
"Okay." She said while putting her head down.
"Hey." I put my finger under her chin so i can lift up her head."Don't look so sad. Were not killing things. Now go say hi to mommy okay? She is in the kitchen."
She ran off to the kitchen. I grabbed my hightop converse and put them on. I picked up my apple and called out to Kayla.
"C'mon Kayla lets go!"
I opened the front door and hopped down the steps. Kayla came running behind me.
We walked to the barn and saw that my dad was already there. He handed safety goggles and a gun with a silencer with the safety on. He lead us to the middle of the field with targets about 30-40 feet away.
"Okay. So the first thing about shooting is..."
•~•~•~•~•~•
We shot for only about 45 minutes taking our time. It was 4:15 right now and i'm in my room about to skype Rachel and Jessica.
"Hey guys." I greeted and they greeted back.
"My mom is freaking out right now." Rachel said. "She is packing food and clothes and supplies. She is scaring my little brother. My dad is trying to calm her down but she keeps crying and just going crazy."
"My dad already packed the car. He says it will happen in about a week,tops. He says once it starts, were heading to the city." Jessica told us.
"Wow. My mom doesn't even think its going to happen. My dad took Kayla and I shooting today but thats kind of normal for us." I said.
"I tried convincing my dad that its not going to happen but he won't listen." Jess said.
"But Jess it could. I think its going to happen tonight." Rachel said." Our lives. They are going to be over. Vanished. A lot of us are just going to come back, as a flesh eating zombie. We will be alive but have no sense of who we are. We will kill loved ones without shame."
Rachel started to cry. "I don't want to die guys. I'm only fourteen. I'm to young. This is happening to early. I'm not ready for this. What if i do live but i'm all alone? I dont want to be left alone with dead things. No family. No friends. No nothing."
Jess spoke up. "Rachel don't cry. It will be fine. Your going to be fine. Were going to be fine. Your family is going to be fine."
"Yeah Rach. We are all going to be in school tomorrow, like any other day. Our lives will be normal." I told her.
"I hope." She said
We talked for about an hour and by them it was 6:45. We said our goodbyes and I was called down for dinner. We all sat down at the table. We were having spaghetti and meatballs. It was a quiet dinner. Until my dad brought up the terrifying subject.
"Listen, uh, girls. You both have heard of what is going on in New York and if anything happens we just want you to know that we love you. We-" Kayla cut him off.
"Stop! Daddy your scaring me!" She put her head down on the table and cried into her arms. My mom reached over and rubbed her back.
"Baby don't cry, it's going to be okay. It will be fine."
"No it won't Colleen.The world will be run by the dead and-"
"BEN! STOP YOUR SCARING THEM"
I felt a tear roll down my cheek. Sam started barking because of all the yelling.
"DAMMIT COLLEEN IM TRYING TO TELL THEM THAT WE ARE GOING SURVIVE BUT SOME OF US WILL DIE. IM NOT EVEN SURE KAYLA WILL SURVIVE OR BROOKE WILL!-"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! WE WILL FUCKING SURVIVE THIS DAD! STOP TALKING ABOUT US LIKE WERE NOT EVEN HERE! STOP TELLING US WERE GOING TO DIE WE KNOW WE ARE!"
I pushed out my chair and ran upstairs into my room and slammed the door. That night i cried myself to sleep. If this happens I know Kayla and I are going to die. We're weak. We aren't built for a world like that. I could hear my parents fighting.
"Every thing is going to be okay." I told myself. "Nothing is going to go wrong. Its going to be fine. Nothing will change. We are all going to be okay."
But I thought very wrong.
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IM SO SORRY THAT SUCKED OMG.
Okay but this is going to be a Carl Grimes fan fic and im not sure when he is going to come in but he will. I might make this a series if it is good enough. I kind of have a good feeling about this book. I was making another book about Jack Gilinsky but i think i might hold that one off until im done with this one. I'm excited for this one. I might make one other book explaining all of the characters but im not sure.
• THIS BOOK WILL BE A BIT DIFFERENT FROM THE TV SERIES•
there will be new characters and some things will be like the graphic novels too. I might change the title because right now i cant think of a good one. Please ignore the typos.
Can i have some feed back?
🌹= Its great!
🔍= could use some work but other wise its fine
💣= it sucked
Thank you! this is (kinda not really) my first time making a fan fiction. But omfg THE SHOW COMES BACK ON IN LIKE TWO WEEKS IM SO EXCITED! Okay enough talking. I will try to update every week or so. Thanks for reading!💀🔫🌹🌿
- cg
p.s. i might make a chapter explaining this book a little bit.or just a book for the characters and explaining this okay? did that make sense? whatever BYE FR THIS TIME
