DAY 1'OMG finally a survivor!' I get down low and prep to pounce, low growls and all.'Wait, i think i know her. Impossible, i dont know anyone. Whatevs. Imma figure it out once i pounce 'em .'A FEW DAYS EARLIER
Hello, journal that i just found. Imma write in you so that incase i forget who i am, i can look into you and remember. My name is Jen. I am a 14 year old (used to be) 9th grader. I say used to because this damn "green flu" hit the whole nation. Its been 'bout a month since it started. My family's dead, killed by them rotting bastards. I was on my own for a week 'till i found this group of survivors. Here's them-
WILLIAM "BILL" OVERBECK
A 'nam vet who's the leader of this team. Smokes cigars like its going out of fashion. He knows how to handle guns like its an everyday thing. Which now it is. He wears a 'vet jacket, a white shirt, green pants, and a 'vet hat.
FRANCIS
A biker whose two favorite words are "I hate." His only setting is grouchy. He constantly tries to hit on me and the only other girl in the group. He wears a full biker outfit. The vest, boots, everything.
LOUIS
An over-optomistic manager whose(for some strange reason) obsessed with "peelz"(as he calls them.) He's the group counseler and he wears khaki's, dress shoes, white button-up, and a red tie.
ZOEY
A teen girl (like me!) who seem ti be real clingy to me. Dunno why. She's a real comedian when we arent fighting for our lives. She wears a red jacket, blue pants,and some running shoes.
These are my only companions out here. I might not get along with all of 'em(COUGH*COUGH* FRANCIS!) but i love 'em all like family.
We've set up base at a safe house
in Austin,Texas. Its a little upsetting that we have to go as far north in the U.S. as possible from as far south in the U.S. as possible.
END OF DAY 1